TheBRONYverse

by Thunder-Star

Rating: everyone
Tags: Alternate Universe, Human, Romance, Comedy, Adventure, Anthro
Length: 11140

My idea for another crazy epidemic causing worldwide madness from people turning into ponies. Anthropomorphic ponies at that

Jade is just another normal kid like most others. Just a face in the crowd. But, when he discovers the wonders of My Little Pony:Friendship is Magic, he decides to make an OC just for chins and grins. Suddenly he begins turning into an anthropomorphic form of it, and things begin to go down hill from there. The bit of good news is that he's not the only one riding this nightmare roller coaster to nowhere.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-02-22 09:50:11 UTC

Prologue

Everyone, here on earth, live their lives one day at a time, no matter what their life may be like. They may be rich, they may be poor, they may be living fine, good, or terrible. For example, they may have good grades, and lots of friends, and a good family that will always be there for you, or the complete opposite. How a persons life goes, we may never know, not even the person living that life because life...is filled with many untold, unexpectancies. No matter what, we're all just people, striving for a purpose. Some of us may find what we are looking for, and the others, either find something better, or just get thrown in the dumps we call alley ways, streets, under the bridge a cardboard box for a home, etcetera. But I was never told that becoming a fan of a little girls show, filled with magical, pastel colored ponies could totally change your life forever. By that, I mean turning into an anthropomorphic form of an OC I made just for fun.

My name is Jade Higgins, I am, like I said, just another person looking for a purpose. I am twenty years old, I sadly, still live with my parents. Not that it's a bad thing that I'm with them, it's bad because I can't even afford to rent my own apartment yet. I work at a local Burger King, and I make twenty-five cents more than minimum wage, so I make $7.50 an hour. As you can see, it's not very much, so I've been searching for a new job with better pay so I can afford my own things, for example, my own apartment. So you can pretty much guess that I'm on the border line of alley ways and being under the bridge. I don't want that to happen because like every other person breathing the same, carbon monoxide filled air as me, I have a dream. I've noticed I'm really good at helping people through their depression and stuff like that, so I want to become a psychiatrist. But as of now, I obviously can't.

Anyway, enough with the boring stuff, because I bet you're just waiting to see how my life made a complete u turn, so you can laugh your pants off. Just you wait until you grow a tail, wings, hooves for feet, ears that move on their own, and become covered in fur. We'll see who's laughing then. At least I can say that I got to keep my masculinity because the OC I made was a stallion. With that said, ponies of male gender happen to have bigger...ahh...you know the rest. I won't give you the details just yet. don't want to spoil it for you, for when I do change. Luckily I wasn't the only one who began going through this "condition" as the government called it. I don't know why this happened, but there must be a reason behind as to why it did, and that you will find out later, but for now, I have a story to tell.

*****

"Jade!" I hear my mother call out from the first floor of our 2500 square foot, 200k modern house. "Your friend is here!" She calls out again.

"Could you tell you tell him to wait a moment? I'm still packing my things!" I yell back, trying to shut my luggage bag full of clothes and other belongings, such as a family photo of me, my parents and my little sister.

"I'm kind of busy at the moment, I'm trying to cook your fathers supper before he gets home!"

I roll my eyes with a deep sigh, followed by a grunt, and then a snort that happened to come from nowhere. By the way, I'm still human at this point in time. I turn back to my luggage bag which is still not shutting, so I grab a tight hold of the zipper with one hand, while using the other to push down on the top. I pull as hard as I can on the zipper, and it shoots towards me, even rounding the corner. With another yank, I get it to the other corner where it refuses to budge as I try it pull it again. So I switch hands, and I pull hard on the other zipper and to my luck it comes halfway around the bend, leaving a three inch gap between both zippers. It's good enough for me. Another thing, I hadn't become part of the brony world yet at this point in time either. I grab the handle of the bag, and I tow it off the bed and it lands on it's small wheels on the floor with a loud thud. I walk over to the door, grabbing my black shades off of my brown dresser on the way, with my free hand and I place them over my emerald green eyes. I'm about to walk out when I look back at the small, white walled (not referring to tires, mind you) brown carpeted room which holds so many memories.

I smile a bit as flashbacks play right before my eyes in the fourth person view. When I was ten, my little sister had been born, and I stayed up all night until mommy came home so I could see her. There's a small light above the bed which was on at the time to help keep me awake through the long night. When she did come home, I was so happy that I forgot how to move. Honest! I was scared for a moment! Anywho, she came into my room with the little bundle of joy in her arms with dad by her side. Apparently she was going to wake me up anyway because I wasn't supposed to stay up past eight. She sat down in the bed next to me with the newborn baby wrapped in lavender purple blankets, and when I saw her face, I almost cried. Mom gave her to me so I could hold her, and from that moment on, I vowed to be the best big brother ever. I tell you this memory because this was my favorite of the many I had.

With a smile, I walk out of the room, as I head to the bathroom. You may be expecting for me to see either my eyes have changed, or my hair became a mane, or I grew pony ears, or even all together, but not now. waaayyy too early in the story for that to be happening already. I set the luggage bag by the door, and I make my way over to the counter with a mirror above the sink. My hair is in perfect condition. Black and shiny, and spiky, sort of like Taylor Lautner's hair. Not that that's what I'm going for, it's just that I look good with my hair like this. Just a few touch up's, and I'm good to go. I can't help but chuckle a bit that my hair doesn't go with this red, blank t-shirt that I'm wearing. With a shrug, I exit the bathroom, pulling the heavy bag behind me. Things are going smoothly, but then I get to the stairs. Mom isn't going to want to hear this thing banging down each step, so I guess I'm going to have to carry it.

I back up against the wall, then I reach down, and I grab the bag from the bottom, and I haul it up into my arms, using the wall as support. Already I can feel my legs giving way because of how much crap I shoved into this thing. This is my only one, so it had to make do. Now, I know I'm not going to be able to walk this thing down, so, once again, using the wall as support, I slump down to my buttocks with my bag in my lap I scootch forward, and I slide my way down the steps. When I get to the bottom, I stand back up, and walk it over to the door. After that, I turn around to make my way to the kitchen, but to come and see my mother somehow made her way over to me as silent as a mouse, but as fast as a cheetah chasing it's prey. She has tears in her eyes, her brown hair falling down, over her face into a small bang, and the rest flows down the sides of her head, and end in a slight up curl, whatever you may call it, and eyes like mine.

"I'm going to miss you Jadey." She says quietly, followed by a sniff.

"It's okay mom." I reply reassuringly, placing my hands in her shoulders. "I'll visit here and there okay?"

"I know, I'm just so happy, and sad at the same time. My baby boy is going off to college, but I don't want you to leave. It feels like just yesterday when I was holding you when I gave birth to you." She wraps her arms around me, burying her face in my chest.

"I'll be fine mom. Nothing bad is going to happen, okay? I'll try to visit when I can."

"You better." Mom scoffs firmly, through her crying.

"I know. I  wish I could stay to say goodbye to Zoey, but I guess not." By the way, Zoey is my little sister's name.

"She really looks up to you Jade. Set a good example for her okay?" She asks, pulling away from me, with a slight smile.

"I will mom. Don't you worry."

"I'm happy you kept your promise to be a good brother to her. She's going to be really sad when she finds out you've gone." Mom looks down in shame with a small sigh, telling me she never told Zoey about me having to leave. I'm not mad. I had the ability to tell her myself, but never did. I guess we were both afraid to tell her, now it's just too late.

"I know. But she's the biggest reason I'll visit. Plus her birthday is in just a few days, so I'll have to find a way to come then. I refuse to miss a single one of her birthdays. No matter what."

"That's my boy. It's good to know that when you keep a promise, you keep it. Just like your father. Just please stay away from all of those drugs and booze. if you do drink, just please don't drink too much." She takes a hand and rubs my cheek.

"I know, and I'm not a big fan of alcohol, so I don't think that will be a problem." With a smile, I give her a pet on the shoulder.

"Okay." She replies, giving me another hug. "You better go now. Don't want to keep your friend waiting."

"Okay. I love you mom." I say, returning her hug. "Bye." Is the last thing I say before walking out the door.

With my bag in tow, I walk out to my friend's car out on the curb. It's a red Honda Civic. That's it. Just a plain, red, Honda Civic. I walk out to the trunk, which opens upon my arrival, and I hoist my bag into it, before shutting the trunk. The cool autumn wind breezes past, and leaves scatter along the ground, and the afternoon sun, high in the sky. I head over to the drivers passenger side door, I pull it open, and I sit in the seat, buckling myself in, then I close the door. My friend's name is Drake, and he happens to smoke, so it reeks of cigs in here, and cigs, and ashes fill one of the cup holders. Drake is a guy of course, he has flowing blonde hair, and baby blue eyes. He's wearing a black aeropostale hoodie over what I assume is just a white t-shirt. He's one of those attractive looking guys that has a random chick asking him out for no good reason, but like me, he's a good guy, and doesn't want to get into all of that just yet. We want to actually build a life before throwing all of these unnecessary things into them that could ruin our chances at a good life.

"Sup, man?" He asks, with a cig in his mouth, like always.

"Nothing much. But dude, you gotta quite those things. They're gonna mess up your lugs, plus they stink! Not trying to tell you how to live your life but-"

"I know. I'm addicted. But I'm looking into getting something, like therapy, or those strip thingies you put on that help you stop." He he says, cutting me off.

"You've been saying that for how long now? Three years?" I ask quizzically, with a straight face.

"Like the old saying goes. Old habits die hard." He replies, starting the car, and the small four cylinder engine comes to life, and we pull away from the curb. "So, how's the job pulling through for ya?"

"Ah, not too good. I'm working my ass off, and not getting anywhere with it, so I'm looking for a higher paying job. I won't quit until I do get that job because if I do, then I'm sitting at home, or wherever, not working, then I'm not getting any pay at all." I reply with a small chuckle.

"Good going. We, to my opinion are few of most guys, who really want to try and make it big. Well not big, but at least average, or just above. We don't wanna end up biting down on more than we can chew, or we'll break our teeth."

"Just like cigs ruin our lungs."

        "Yeah yeah shaddahp." He says sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

        "Remember I have to go to work right now, so just drop my stuff off in our dorm room if you could."

        "Sure no prob bud."

        "I must warn you that my bag is really heavy." I put an emphasis on heavy so it gets through, into his thick skull.

        "Okay. Thanks for the warning."

        "Eeyup."

        "So here we are. Two twenty year olds, leaving home, off to college to build a wonderful life."

        "Easier said than done my friend." I shrug a little.

        "In this case, that's one really big understatement." He replies, half chuckling.

        "You got that right."

*****

        Later after work which was so hectic, Drake swings by to give me a ride back to 'our new home'. Today started off with some fat lady who seemed to be British, came in and demanded free food!! By the way I'm a cashier. Ugh, flup my life. She stormed in, and slammed her hands down onto the counter which had taken me by surprise. She glared me right in the eyes for a few moments, trying to intimidate me to do to her bidding. That was until I had asked what she wanted. She just said food. Anything that she can put her mouth that is edible, and that it had to be free. Well of course I had said no and asked what she wanted exactly off of the menu, then she did something else that freaked me out even more. She reached over and grabbed me by the collar of my uniform, and pulled me so I was millimeters from her white wrinkly face which had them nasty bags and such. And she said with anger in her tone

        "You had better give me what I came here for, or I swear I will slap you silly, you got that?!"

        Once again I denied her, her free food, and I pulled myself off of her and asked her to leve for the safety of the other customers who all had their eyes up here. She grabs my collar again, but with one hand, and drew the other back into a fist. One scary thought at that moment in time raced through my head. This crazy woman was gonna beat me up, knock me out, and have me for dinner. Why, I bet she could eat so much she could gobble me up in a single sitting. I can just...wait...no I can't. I can't imagine an attractive guy like me, which I have been called by a few girls on occasion, would be put down by some crazy fat British bitch. I could feel the sweat sliding down my face cause not only did she have quite the grip on me, she had my feet off the ground so only my toes made contact. Too bad I was the only cashier at the time, and nobody in the back could see or hear what was happening. Then she said:

        "Don't you dare test me. I will make you life a living hell if I don't get a morsel to eat."

        I had opened my mouth to speak, and once again deny her the service she so badly craved and desired, but I was cut short as her hand became a blur of white as it struck my mouth and nose. At the same time she had punched me, she had let go of me, which sent me back into the wall with a loud thud. The punch was so hard that I couldn't feel any pain, but just tingling, and the feel of blood escaping my mouth. I was surprised that I had not gotten knocked out, or lost any teeth! So I guess I was lucky for that. The loud bang of me hitting the floor must have gotten the attention of the workers in the back because they soon were flowing out of the door like ants out of an ant hill when you step on it. They saw me sprawled against the wall, my mouth wet, and dripping with...I think I will skip that. Anyway it took all of them to escort the woman out, and soon after I did black out.

        It musn't have been long that I was out because I felt myself being lifted up off of the floor. They soon put me back down since I had regained my consciousness. One of the cookers was right in front of me, a black man with blue eyes, and a small afro. His name is Micheal, and he's a pretty cool guy. He asked if I was alright, but I could barely make it out since all I could really hear was ringing. With a nod, he helped me to my feet while the others stood by just in case anything else were to happen. With a few deep breaths, I came back to and now my head was just throbbing. The manager who is a white female in her thirties, with blonde hair and a sweet face suggested I go home. I told her no, that I would clean up as best I can and get back to work and finish my shift. It took a little negotiation, but she caved in and let me stay, and now here I am.

        "Dude what happened to your face man? It's all...messed up." Drake asks as I enter the red Honda once again.

        "Oh just some fat British lady came in and punched my lights out for not giving her free food."

        "Dayum man, that's cold."

        "Yeah, you're telling me." I chuckle a bit as we drive off.

        "I feel ya man. Try getting your balls kicked in by an old lady who is half your hieght."

        "Yeah that must suck."

        "I don't even know if I will be able to have kids when I'm older." He says sadly with a shrug.

        "Hey, we're men. We are like walking tanks. One kick to the beads won't prevent you from having kids."

        "I guess you're right." He smiles a bit.

        "I just hope my face isn't permanently screwed now because I like it when chicks call me attractive."

        "Try me dude. I get phone numbers everyday from several chicks."

        "Prove it."

        "Okay, I will." He reaches over, and pulls open the glove compartment and pulls out a small wallet and hands it to me. When I open it I am overwhelmed by pieces of scrap paper filling any possible empty voids, and each of them has it's own number.

        "So you've just been collecting these?" I ask as I put it back in its place.

        "Yeah so I can show them off." He laughs a little, tossing his head back a bit.

        "Sure whatever dude."

        "Well it's what I do. And we're here." He replies as we slowly pull into a decent sized parking lot, and what's looks to be like an old college complex that has been here since the beginning of time.

        Grey brick and windows that come to a point at the top, and complicated roofing design. Most likely worn tiles, and or creaky floor boards inside. Many other cars and trucks and vans fill in many of the unoccupied parking spaces. Many other teens also are scattered around, smoking those new e-cigs and hanging with their tomboyish girlfriends. I'm not really into those tomboys, but I do like a girl with a tomboyish voice. That's it. We slowly drive past a group of guys chatting until they see us.

        "Boo!!" They shout out as they throw their cigarettes at the car. Guess they are picky about what we drive. Not too long after that my theory is proven correct because we happen to pass a Toyota supera with a GT wing which is a spoiler, and has a yellow paint job with white stripes that fade as they reach the back of the car. And guess what? It seems as if a ton of teens decided to kong relate around it too, taking picks and stuff. We park in the closest possible spot to the bulding.

        "So is this the college or one of those dorm room thingies?" I ask, pointing at the large building.

        "It's a dorm room thingy." He responds flatly, exiting the car. I get out as well, and I follow him inside. "Ours is just up those stairs to the left and it's the third door on the left."

        "Aren't you coming?" I ask as I head for the stairs.

        "Not right now. I got a group of my buddies who have been waiting for me since I left to pick you up, so I will see you later, brah." And with that he takes off down some other hall, and out of sight.

         With a shrug I make my way to our dorm room. I walk inside and its a lot better than I had expected. Light brown wood floors which seem to be creak free and white wall paper, covered in various posters. To the left are two couches, a coffee table and a plasma tv on the wall and two end tables with a lamp on each one. There is a window positioned on the other side of the room which I walk over to, to see what kind of a view I am getting. I see the parking lot, and not too far away to my left I see that rusty old, beat up, shocked it's not dead Honda.

        On the right side of the room are two beds and a door less doorframe which leads into a small kitchen with very little counter space, and a small fridge. About as big as an air conditioner. Above it, is a small white microwave with a butterfly sticker on one of the knobs. No window. There is another door to the left which I come to find is a very small bathroom with a shower a toilet and a sink, all crammed together. Now I just realized something. Did they do this with every dorm room? Who would waste that much money?

        I walk back out into the main room, and on one of the beds is my luggage bag. So I assume that this is my bed. Just to be honest real quick, I'm not really liking this dorm room, but it'll have to do. I plop down onto the bed and open the small pouch to the bag which only has my laptop in it. I pull the top open and put in my pass code. After that I open up youtube to listen to music with my headphones already plugged in for quick and easy access. I pop in the ear buds, and on the home page, I see a video I have never would have guessed to be on there. It looked to be like one of those fan made my little pony videos. I simply shrug it off and I go into my history and I play the song that's at the tops of the list. Kids aren't alright by the offspring. They are a very good band if you have never heard of them. I got into them like four months ago.

        After the song, the thought of that video being there was still nipping at the edge of my self consciousness. I head to the homepage and there it is. What looks to be a white pony who seems to be laughing its butt off. The video is called "Sunrise surprise" and it's just a three minute video. Then I get to wondering why there are guys who fight about why the show is so good or bad. So you can say that curiosity got the best of me and I clicked the link. It started off with a grey pony laying in a bed and it says:

        "Oh yes, I'd love to play a private concert for you...Carem." And it had to be a British voice too now didn't it. Now that fat bitch is stuck in my head. Then what seems to be Dj music begins to play and she falls out of the bed. "Vinyl!" She yells out in anger. Then the scene switches to the white pony from the cover art who is facing the counter just bobbing her head. I take it that this characters name is Vinyl for some reason. Sounds kinda catchy really. Then a shot of what seems to be stairs is shown and that grey pony comes tumbling down. After landing flat on her stomach, she gets up and begins slowly walking towards some blue contraption. She reaches a hoof out to push what looks to be a button and the music stops. The. The white pony is shown again as she turns and she happens to be a unicorn with magenta colored eyes and she says:

        "Awe, hey come on! You killed the wubs!" She didn't seem to happy, but what caught my attention was the voice. Tomboyish. I wasn't really interested in the video until I heard that voice. So I watched the rest of it, and I actually enjoyed it!! I actually found the way these characters were designed to be quite unique too. After the video I got the thought of what the show itself is like so I decided to look up the first my little pony episode. I didn't pay attention to what it was called, I just clicked the link. I didn't really like the intro theme, but the show its self was kinda funny. So, to sum it up, I just became a brony. I don't think Drake would be able to take that in all at once, so I think I will keep it to myself for now. But once again, I saw the many different ways the characters were made, so I got to thinking of what I could come up with for a character. I found the names for the characters to be quite interesting, so I'd have to think hard to come up with something.

        I reach into another puch in my bag and I take out a note book with two pens and pencils in the bindings. I get situated with my notebook in my lap and pencil in hand. But what will my character look like? What will be he name? None of the characters had normal names like Lucille or Drake or Jade or Bethanny. Suddenly an idea pops up into my head, and I begin to scribble away. Well...drawing that is. I have been quite a good drawer, plus the way the characters looked, it seemed pretty simple, and to my luck, it was, and it looked as if I pulled one of them from my screen and plastered it onto the paper! But it's just white for now. No colors or nuthin. It's a stallion with Rainbow's mane and tail style, but they are two hues of blue like Vinyl, and he has a sunrise orange coat, and he's a Pegasus. But I only imagine the colors though. I think I shall call him...Shining Skies. For now.

        With a smile, I return my things to my bag, and I push it off of the bed. now the sudden realization hits me. In under an hour, I became a fan of a littl girls show, filled with magical talking ponies, and I made my first OC. Now I just feel weird. Eh, but I guess it's what all brownies go through with their first time. I don't care. The animation was amazing, and the graphics were perfect! Plus the widespread of color made it look like a rainbow barfed all over it. Thank you Rainbow Dash. Thank you for getting sick somehow and barfing all over everything. I wonder what Drake would think if he found out about my new interest in ponies. He'd probably be like what dafuq?!?! But he's a cool guy and he would probably get used to it. Anyway, I'm tired as all heck right now, so I get up and turn out the lights and I lay in bed, unexpecting what happens to me the following morning.

"Your time of fun is nearing an end,

from which your body will start to bend,

to a new you, and a horrible dream come true.

You have all to fear as your time grows near,

So sleep tight and don't make a fright,

When you wake in the morning after a dreadful night.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!.

*****

        "Wake young one. Wake from your restless slumber."

Ungh. What?

        "Wake!"

What is this voice I'm hearing? Well, it doesn't seem to want to take no for n answer, so might as well see who it is and see what he she wants.

        "What? What do you want? Do you not see I am trying to sleep?"

        "Aahh ha ha ha ha ha haa! Sleep is the last thing you will be needing after we have our little chit chat."

        I pry open my sleepy eyes to try and see who speaks before me, but the one who is speaking doesn't appear to be what you would call human. I don't even know how to react to this. Is it a lion? A snake? Goat? Dragon? Two horns adorn its head, with two yellow eyes with red pupils, and a grey head with some weird shaped muzzle with a single fang sticking out. It's brown neck seems to be that of a horse, and the body of a snake? Which follows into a dragons tail. It's right arm seems to belong to a lion, and the left arm like a birds with talons for hands. And it's legs appear to be a donkey leg, and a pony leg. I scan my surroundings to see nothing but black all around me. How did I get to be standing? What is this thing in front of me and how is it speaking?

        "W-who are you?"

        "You do not need to fear me. Allow me to introduce myself. I am known as Discord, the God of chaos." He places his lion paw over his chest. "You must be wondering why you are here, and what I want with you. Correct?"

        "Yeah actually. Is this some sort of dream?"

        "You could say that. But that's besides the point. I'm the kind of guy who likes to have some fun with others, but those ponies from where I come from always mess with my plans, so I decided to search the vastness of space for another planet with life to have fun with, and I came across yours."

        "So what do you want?"

        "Just some fun. You see, I have a little surprise for you, and many others from your planet. But I made a select few of you, ten to be exact, something special planned."

        "Am I one of those ten?"

        "Oh, I shouldn't say. Like I said, it's a surprise, but I can say that yes, you are one of those ten."

        "I must be honest...Discord, that this is quite awkward."

        "Just wait until after you've waken, and then you will see how far awkward can go."

        "Oh really?"

        "Yes. When I found your planet, I didn't just decide to go straight into plan A. That was until I saw how weak, and torn apart your planet is, so I decided to come up with something to give you humans something to talk about. But enough chit chat for now. I must say I have enjoyed this little talk with you Jade, but I don't wish to spoil anymore, for it is a surprise after all."

        "Wait? What? How did you know my name?"

        "Ah ah ahh. No spoiling, not time for you to go." He walks over to me, and holds his lion paw in front of my face, and snaps his fingers, and with that, a bright flash emits and I'm out.

*****

        I wake with a loud yawn as usual, sitting up and stretching my tired arms out. Reaching my left arm over, I make the attempt to push the snooze button on my alarm, but instead, I end up falling off of the bed. First off, there was so buzzing because there is no alarm. After landing with a thud on the floor, now wide awake from the impact of my skull being the first thing to make contact with a hard wood floor. I forgot that I'm not at home anymore, and the end table with my alarm on it isn't there either. With a grunt, I mentally roll my eyes, and pull the rest of myself off of the bed, dragging the covers with me. I reach a hand over to flip the blankets over me, and when I do, I'm welcomed with the scariest crap ever.

        What I see before me, are no longer what I should be seeing. My feet, which are no longer there have become hooves, and my legs covered in orange fur, and it comes up to my waist, just above the top of my shorts, where something else has intruded, from my back. A two toned blue tail. I sit there, staring at the new half of me, wondering what in the name of Jesus Christ happened to me. This must be a dream. Nothing more than a very real dream. How can it? I felt pain when I fell out of the bed. Then, in the bed next to mine, I hear movement, then what sounds like feet landing on the floor. I am now frozen in place, in sure of what to do as I hear footsteps walking over to where I lay on the floor.

        "Jade?" A voice asks, and Drake comes into view, and me being completely exposed, and sprawled on the floor. With that voice, I fell a twitchy feeling on both sides of my head, and when I reach up, I feel to furry appendages sticking out from the top. I see Drake, Drake sees me, and his face goes blank. "J-Jade? I-is that...you?"

        "To be completely honest, I wish I weren't me right now." I reply with a sigh, watching my new tail swish from left to right on its own.

       "What even happened? How did this happen? This just isn't real." He bends down on his knees and touches my right fur covered leg.

        "I don't know and I don't know, and I dont wanna know. Just please don't...touch me" I move my leg away from his hand, and I sit myself up against the bed.

        "This is just so messed up." He stands back up.

        "And that right there is also an understatement."

And that's how the weirdness rumbles

        I sit there, propped up on the bed, staring at my new lower half, and all of its new features.  Drake is standing above me, an expression on his face that says "what...in the actual...fuck?" What even caused this? How is this even possible? I feel a ticklish feeling on my abdomen, and I lift my shirt just enough to see the orange fur, slowly crawling up my body. I gulp once, grimacing at the sight that some strange transformation is making slow work on my body. I sigh a long and deep sigh, and at the same time, I feel my new ears droop down, then perk back up after sighing.  And I thought getting punched in the face by a fat British lady was bad. Whelp, sitting here gawking at me won't help. Besides, I'm hungry. And a half man, half something else has gotta eat, you know. Even though this impossible change is changing me, I still want to eat.

        I reach my hands up to the top of my bed, and begin to push up. I sit myself up on top of the bed, but not for long when a sharp, peircing pain courses through my back., and into my neck. With a small yelp of agony, I jolt back up a bit to find I've satten right on top of my...tail. I look away as I swish it slightly to my right side as I sit back down on the bed, and this time without any pain. I take in a deep breath and let it out slowly, causing my head to become a little swimmy, as I become slightly dizzy. This is just all too unbelievable. Am I the only one who is experiencing this? That would really suck. As if it doesn't already. Reaching my hand out to the bedpost for support, I begin to stand up. Drake hasnt said a thing for quite some time now. We were just sitting here for a good ten minutes...staring at the new me, and all of its awkwardness.

        I move my right leg to step forward, which really shocks me since this is so crazy, and this foreign body part that is a part of me is something I can move now. At least my legs still bend like. A humans. The round brown hoof thing makes a small clop sound as it makes contact with the floor again. At the same time, my tail swishes itself to the left, then to the right as I move my left leg forward. I can't see it, but I can feel it, plus I can hear the quiet whooshing sound it creates as it swings left and right with each step I take. I'm a little wobbly since I have never walked on hooves before, but my tail is helping me keep balance I'll give it that. I turn left as I make my way into the kitchen. Right before I enter, I turn my head back to see Drake standing there, still as a statue, eyeing my bottom half. Right before I start to turn back, there is a knock at the door, my ears swiveling to catch the sound. A wave of shock drapes itself over me that I might get seen, and I see Drake being pulled from his staring trance.

        "W-what do you want?" Drake asks sternly, with his gaze still locked onto me.

        "We just want to take your picture!" A feminine voice cheers back from the other side of the door.

        "No! Go away!" Said Drake, scoffing back as he approaches the door. I dart behind the wall, out of sight of the door.

       "Awe, come on! It will only take a second. We're just going around taking pictures of the new coming freshman! Please!" Another voice begs.

       "What part of no do you girls not get?"

       "Well, fine! Asshole!" The first voice grunts, and I hear their fosters traveling off in another direction. I slump against the wall, letting out a breath of releif.

        "Yeah, good riddance to you too. Jade? You alright?" He asks as he steps into the kitchen.

        "I wish I could say so. That was a close one though." I reply, breathing heavily.

        "Is it still going? Or is...that it?" He gestures a hand at me. You know where.

        "Still going." I lift my shirt to show the fur is just above my belly button now.

        "Yeah, and...your hair, it's...longer. And...bluer like your...-"

        "I know." I cut him off before he said the "t" word.

        "This is all just too crazy dude. I mean, you're turning into something...something else."

        "Well, first off, im going to change into some pants so I don't have to see...this." With a sigh, I shrug.

        "Yeah, good idea."

        "Thanks anyway for keeping those girls out."

       "Yeah, that wouldn't have ended well." He replies awkwardly as I pass him. I head over to my bed, and pull out my bag from under it.

        I open the big pouch, and I lull out the first pair of pants I see, which is a pair of black pants with a small chain attached to the right side pocket. I reach out to close the bag when i see something off with my hand. It's...orange with...fur, and its inching its way up my arm very slowly. I shuder upon seeing this. With another sigh I zip the bag shut again, and when Im about to push it back under the bed, I see something sticking out of the smaller pouch. I pull it out to find its a piece of folded paper. What i see upon unfolding it sends me intk a mental flashback.

        "I just want to have some fun."

        "I have something special planned for you, Jade."

        "Its a surprise."

        "Im sure you'll like it."

        "I'm just giving your planet something to talk about."

        "Just wait until morning."

        My dream! That Discord...thing. He did this! He's the reason why I'm turning into a pony! He also said there were more that this was going to happen to, but who, and when? I fold the piece of paper back up, and place it back in the bag, upon coming back to reality, or what's left of it, unable to look at the creation I've made and I'm becoming.

        Zipping the bag back up, I notice the fur has grown up to my elbows now. And with the ticklish feeling still occurring from beneath my tank top, I can assume it has also gone half way up my torso now. Who knows how much time I have left until I'm no longer human, and a freak of nature. I see my tail has grown from the length of a foot and a half to at least two and a half. I run my hands through my hair, which has gotten longer now, and falls over my right eye a little, and is two tones of blue now. Why does my mouth feel different too? I feel my face with my hands to come to find that I've grown a muzzle. I probably only have a few hours left until I'm a full pony. Well a stallion to be exact. With a sigh, I puch the bag back under the bad, and stand back up.

        "Dude, you've been sitting there for an hour. Did you space out? Or did you pass out?" Drake asks sarcastically, as he walks over to me from the kitchen and helps me up. "Hey, you gonna answer or-" he cuts off when he sees my new changes. "Yeah, they're still happening. You look like some kind of horse. Not like any I've seen that is. I'd think I'd remember an orange and blue horse if I saw one."

        "I...I don't know. I just...need sleep. I can't see myself like this." I reply sitting on the bed, making sure not to sit on my tail again.

        "Well the this...transformation was going really slow, but after you zoned out I will say, it seemed to have gone faster, so you'd probably wake up a horse, or whatever you are becoming if you slept."

        "I know, but I'd rather not watch it happen."

        "I guess you could be right." He sits next to me, patting my still human, fur free shoulder.

        "Yeah, but hold on a sec." I feel a buzzing in my right pocket. I pull out my phone to see my girlfriend is calling me. Well goodbye my love. It was nice knowing me. Who's gonna want to date someone who's turning into a pony? I answer the phone with a hello to be welcomed with a very scared voice.

        "Jade! I...I need help! I-I don't know what's happening to me! I just, oh why am I even calling? You won't believe me."

        "No, wait Jessica! What's happening?!" I shout back quickly so she doesn't hang up.

        "I...I'm...I think I'm..." She replies shakily, trailing off.

        "Talk to me, what's wrong?"

        "You know that OC I made from My Little Pony? The one that teal blue one I showed you with the white hair? Well it's just that. I'm...turning into her." She says the last part so quiet I can barely hear it.

        "Dude, what's she saying?" Drake asks shaking my shoulder. I glare at him, mouthing for him to shush.

        "Are you okay?" I ask soundings worried so she knows I believe her.

        "No! When is turning into a pony okay?!" She snaps back, and by the sound of it, I think she's about to start crying.

        "Hey, you're not alone with this okay? I'm here for you."

        "What do you mean not alone? How do you know If there are others?! You don't even believe me do you?"

        "..."

        "I knew it! I knew I couldn't trust you!" She yells, raising her voice, causing my ear to twitch.

        "Look. It's...it's happening to me too."

        "Yeah, bullcrap. Make fun of me when I becoming another species!"

        "No, I'm serious! Drake is right here with me, and he's just as freaked out!"

        "Wait. She's changing too?" Drake asks, his voice low and soft. I look at him and nod twice, with a shrug.

        "Suuurree. Why am I even still talking to you?"

       "Fine, ask Drake then. Tell her Drake. Tell her I'm changing just like her." I hold the phone out to him.

        "Ah...I...are you sure?"

        "Just tell her, please!" I shout in frustration, dropping the phone in his lap. He picks it up and holds it up to his ear.

        "Uh, hey Jess,...uh...its Drake."

        "...!"

        "Yes it's happening to him too. He's like, orange with blue hair and a blue tail. Well, he's mostly orange, still a little skin left. But yes we are telling the truth."

        "..."

        "You know he loves you like crazy. Off course he'd never think differently of you. Why should he when he's going through the same crap?"

        "...?"

        "Sure. Here he is." He holds the phone to me. "She wants to say sorry." I take the phone.

        "Hello?"

        "Hey baby,...I-I'm sorry. I'm just...scared out of my mind right now, and I don't know what to do. Are you mad at me?"

        "No I'm not mad. Where are you right now?"

        "I-I'm at home. My parents are going to be back soon, and I'm scared to leave the house or to let them see me. I need help Jade." She replies sadly with a small sniff.

        "I'll be right there okay?"

        "No, please. And aren't you at college?"

        "Guess I'm skipping the first day." I say flatly, not taking no for an answer.

        "Fine. Just please don't get seen." She lets out a long sigh. "I love you jade."

        "I love you too Jessica. I'll see you there."

        "Bye." She hangs up, and a little beep emits from my phone. I press end, and I tuck the phone safely back in my pocket.

       "What did you mean by you'll be right there?" Drake lifts a brow, and cocks his head to one side.

       "I want you to drive me to her house." I respond firmly.

        I get up from the bed, and I grab my hoodie from under my bad, and the pants, and clop my way to the bathroom, and lock the door behind me. I flip on the light switch, not giving a crud I some how knew where it was when I had no clue in the first place. Right away, I'm standing at the sink, face to face with an image of me in the mirror. I'm not even there anymore. My beautiful face has given way to the face of my OC, and my lush, black, spiky hair is gone. Now blue rip off of Rainbows mane crowns the top of my head. The orange fur now at my shoulders, and to my chest, and to the bottom of my neck. I sigh a deep sigh, and get to work changing my clothes. Whelp here we go. About to see myself almost naked. I don't even want to share what would look like. Unless you are one of those people who might you know...be interested. Sorry if I came off offensive.

        I pull down my shorts, and kick them off from my fee-...hooves. Slipping on my pants, I get to wondering how I will go about hiding my tail. It would be very strange for someone to see another person with that extra appendage. What to do? Can't cut the thing off. It's a part of me now, so maybe I could....I don't know. Ah! I could stuff it down my pants. It would most likely feel rather unusual, but what's not unusual about having human body parts turn into another species, or to have them grow right out of you? With a shrug, I go through with my plan, making sure each blue strand of hair is tucked inside. I have to pull my pants up a little higher to get it above the top of the base of the tail. I zip up the zipper, and fasten the button, and to my luck, they don't slip off. Just to make sure, I take a few steps in a circle to see they still don't budge.

        Next I pull the hoodie over the top of my head, and pull it down. It's a black hoodie with a troll face on it. Putting my arms through the sleeves, I come to find that being seen won't be a problem. Hay is until I pull my hood up and see that an inch of my muzzle pokes out a little. And my hands are perfectly exposed. As well as my hooves. But who says I can't wear gloves and shoes? Wait. Would shoes even stay on? Or even fit for that matter? Won't find out if I don't try it. I pull my hood back down for now, so I can see since my muzzle and hood together take up a lot of my pirepheral vision. So much for bigger eyes, which I'm happy I got to keep my green eye color though. I head back out to the living room, and to the front door where my boots are. You may be thinking where do they come from? And the hoodie? Well it's easy. I had Drake take some of my stuff over here before yesterday.

        "So you're serious about skipping? You know how that's gonna look on you?" Drake walks over to me slowly and a little sluggish.

        "I know Drake. It won't even matter. What's people start to find out about us, who knows what'll happen." I say back softly, and I start to put my boots on.

        "Maybe it won't be so bad. What about the dream, man? You gonna let this stop you from it? " he places a hand on my shoulder, and uses the other to turn me to face him.

        "I don't know Drake. I'm still in shock of...of...this, and now my girlfriend is going through it as well. I...I just need to see her. Please. Just drop me off then you come back here." Stuttering, I put my other boot on, and tighten the laces.

        "Fine. Just...try stay out of trouble. I'll get dressed and we'll go. Classes don't start for a while yet." He turns around, patting my shoulder, and disappearing into the bathroom.

        I walk over to the couch and slump down on it, laying my head against the back. This I'd have to say isn't exactly my cup of tea for a wake up call. Coming to find yourself half another creature, and an hour later, you don't know how much precious time you have left as a human. I stare down at my hands, just wondering, why is he doing this? What does this Discord guy want? I bet as son as I walk out that door, I'm gonna be welcomed to some sort of high pitched scream. Who wouldn't, when some humanoid creature steps out in front of you. So far I have come to see that this is not a dream, but is all reality, and this is really happening. I just hope Jessica is okay. I'm about to lay down to relax a bit, when my phone begins to buzz again. I pull it out to see my...mom...shit.

         I take a deep breath, and I hold the phone up to my ear. "H-hello?"

        "Hi Jade! How's my big boy doing on his first day of college? Is it fun? Get any girls? I hope you aren't getting into fights or those crazy teen parties, where who knows what'll happen!" She shouts excitedly, losing breath on the last sentence.

        "Ah. You...wouldn't believe me mom. It's not what I would call a good thing either."

        "Don't tell me you did get into a fight..."

        "No mom. It wasn't a fight. Just...you wouldn't understand." I sigh dreadfully, regretting every word that leaves my mouth.

        "What's the matter Jade? You can tell me."

        "I-I gotta go mom. C-can I talk to you later?"

        "No! Not until you tell me what's going-" is as far as she gets when I hang up. But not is all quite for long when my phone is buzzing again. Mom. Uh I hang up because I don't want to talk anymore, not so you can call me again.

        "Yes mom?"

        "First off, don't ever hang up on me again!!" She shouts, causing me to pull the phone away from my ear. "Secondly, tell me what is making you upset. I don't care what excuse you have. I want to make sure you're okay Jadey. I didn't gve birth to you so you could sulk all your life. Please tell me what's wrong." She lowers her voice to a soft tone.

        "If you want to know, meet me here in the parking lot then. I can't tell you because you'll just think I'm crazy, so...I have to show you. "

        "Ugh. Fine. I guess it gives me an excuse to get out of the house. I have to bring your sister with then since your fathers hours got switched today to the first shift."

        "Okay. I think she'll need to know too. I won't be hard to miss mom. Just to let you know." I'm shaking now, trying not to lose it. Not like go crazy but, I don't know. I just don't.

        "See you in a bit." Beeeeeeeeeep.

        I hang up and put the phone back once again as drake exits the bathroom.

        "Who was that?"

        "My mom. You don't have to worry about driving me now."

        "What do you mean? You're just gonna walk out in the open like that?" I tilts his head to one side, lifti a brow, and crossing his arms over his chest.

        "She suspected something was wrong, and you know how she gets when she's like that. Now she's coming here." I sigh, with a shrug, turning my gaze to the floor.

        "Are you gonna have her drive you then? But, what will she think with-"

        "Yes if she doesn't freak and rush me to the hospital." I sigh again, standing, and heading over to the door. "Wish me luck." And with that, I pull my hood up again, and walk out the door. I look both ways down the hall, not seeing anybody. I begin heading to the stairs hands in my pockets,  when I'm stopped by a voice.

        "Hey, you!" A light feminine voice says. I stop walking, but I don't turn around. She must have just came around the corner.

        "Y-yeah?"

        "You're that dick from before, aren't you? My friends told me about you." My right ear twitches to the sound of her approaching me.

        "No...that was my roommate, Drake. Sorry about that though." I reply, still not turning around.

        "Then who are you then?"

       "J-Jade" I begin to walk again, and luckily the boots have helped silence the clopping sound of my hooves hitting the floor.

       "What's up with him then? Since that wasn't you? Can I atleast get your picture for my friends?" Apparently she was closer than I thought as I feel a hand come down on my shoulder.

       "I don't know, but I don't want my picture taken either. Please."

        "Just one? I'll give you ten bucks."

        "No thank you." I begin to walk faster as I come to the steps.

        "Could you atleast turn around?" She asks a we reach the bottom of the steps. I feel her hand on my shoulder again, and this time she spins me around, which also causes my hood to come down. The piece of crud will even fall with the slightest shake. "Oh my god." Is all she says, as she backs away, her hands over her mouth. Immediately I pull my hood back up, also exposing my hands.

        "That's why." I mutter softly. "Please don't freak out."

        "Wh-what? You guys are...real?" She begins to hyperventilate a little, now waving her hands in front of her.

        "Look, it's not what you think. I...was...human." I shrug.

        "How? How is that possible?"

        "I don't know, but I've just got to get out of here. Just please don't tell anybody about this.

        "O-okay. But what's in it for me?" She asks cooingly, holding her hands in back of her, and lifting her right heel.

        "I'll take a picture with you, but only for you to see, and not to show a anyp-...anybody else."

        "Deal!" She pulls out her phone and puts the camera to selfie mode. Lol. Selfie mode. She puts an arm around me and holds the phone out in front of her, facing us. She leans her head on my shoulder sticking her tongue out at the phone. I try to smile a little, and manage to break a small grin, and a bright flash. "Thank you so much! And um..." She trails off, reaching down I to her brae, and pulls out a ten dollar bill. "Here's your ten bucks." She tucks it in the collar of my hoodie, and gives me a smirk, and a wink.

        "Uh, you can keep the ten bucks." I reach up to remove it, but she stops me by pushing my hand back down.

        "No, you keep it. For good luck." She said, in a very...sexual voice, the. She wraps her arms around my neck, and hugs me.

        "Umm...what are you doing?" I ask, taking hold of her arms, as I pry her off of me.

        "Well, I kinda got a long glimpse at your..." She sighs heavenly, with a pleasurable smile, and I feel a clenching feeling down...there.

        "Woah! Back up!" I pull myself away fo. Her, looking down at my...area...to see I had somehow grown a boner. A long boner.

        "What? I thought you found me attractive based on the size of that thing! And to be honest. I kind of find you attractive ass well." She smiles dreamily again.

        "Look, I have a girlfriend already okay? Plus you made this really creepy." I begin to turn around, and walk away, when I am tugged back.

        "Well I bet I'm more professional than her at playing Miss Humpty Dumpty sat on a dick." She then Licks her lips and moves closer.

        "Um no. I'd rather have a girl sit on that who is not down right creepy, am desperate for sex." I move her away again, and walk away.

        "Well way to go and push me off! Now I've fallen and cracked my heart on your ass!" She shouts out to me in anger.

       "Bye!" I give her a single wave, and walk out the front door, and I see my moms white, dodge minivan right there waiting. The window rolls down, and she looks straight at me, looking me up and down.

        "J-Jade?" Is all she says.

        "Hey mom." I wave one small wave, as I walk around to the other side of the van. I pull open the drivers passenger side door. I take a sit, and pull the buckle over me, and into the thingy.

        "I don't...understand." She mutters wearily.

        "I don't either."

        "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

        "No mom. I just need to get to my friends house because she's...well she's going through the same thing I am."

        "Mommy is that thing really Jade?" I hear my sister ask from the seat in back of mom.

        "Yes sweetie, it's your big brother. Oh my big baby. What's happening to you?" She leans over and pulls me into a hug.

        "I wish I knew mom." I hug her back, patting her on the back. I lied. I do know, but if I tell her, th. Who knows how far she will go to make sure discord gets his just desserts.

        "You look like my little pony." She says pointing at me with a finger.

        "I guessed that." Another lie.

        "Now I can stop wishing for one every birthday an every Christmas!! My birthed is turning into one!!" She exclaims, leaning forward to touch my face. "But that's not fair!! I wanna be a pony too!!" She makes a pouty face, and looks down. "Why does Jade get to be the pony? Why not me?" She folds her arms across her chest, with a Harrumph.

        "I don't think that's a good idea sis." I reach out and ruffle her long brown hair as mom lets go of me, and starts to drive.

        "And why not? It would be fun. Maybe not for you because you look at all the negatives." She smacks my hand away.

        "And some of those could be really bad ones too." I sit back straight in my seat, and stare out to window. With a sigh, I lift my hood up again.

        "I don't care! I wanna be a pony!! It's not fair!"

        And this is what I dealt with for a good ten minutes when mom pulled into the driveway of our home. I never knew she could get any more annoying. Most of the time, she's an angel, and the bets sister I could have. But when she wants to be annoying, she doesn't have a hard time succeeding. Why does she want to be a pony so bad for? I mean, you lose the most important thing on the body. Your hands. And you grow so many other UnHuman things that are really creepy, like hooves and a tail. Oh, and another thing! Soon after we left the whatchamacallit, my wings began to come through! I have to say that's pretty much the only thing I see good in this. The wings. Soon I might be able to actually fly! That would be awesome! Back to reality, ugh I gotta say something else. That's getting old. Anyway, I notice we had come home instead of Jessica's.

        "Um mom? Weren't you taking me to my friends house?"

        "Yes, I forgot my purse inside with has all of my important things in it like say...my drivers liscence."

        "Oh, okay." She turns the car off, and hurries inside.

        "I'm still mad at you."

        "Why? I didn't choose to start turning into a pony."

        "Okay, maybe mad is the wrong word. How about...jealous in every which way."

        "Much better."

        "You should really see this new OC I made earlier! My friends are so jealous I can draw ponies just like they look in the show! Well they haven't seen this one yet, but they will soon!" She beams happily as she reaches into her backpack, and hands me a folded piece of paper. I take it and I unfold it and see a beige filly with a brown mane and tail with a lighter brown tips.

        "Cool." I give her back her drawing. So far, me and Jessica have started becoming our OC's, and my sister just made hers earlier. Right now, I'm on the fence if it happens to her or not. No because it wouldn't be good for a little girl to have to go through that, yet I want her to change because it would make her happy.

        "Okay, let's go." Mom says as she renters the van, and begins backing out of the driveway.

        "Mom?"

        "Yes Jade?"

        "I'm...sorry about all of this, I just hope you don't think any different of me." I gulp once, staring her in the eye.

        "Oh no hun, I could never. And you have nothing to be sorry about. But I am really freaked out. Not that you freak me out, it's just the general idea of my only son becoming another species is freaky."

        "I know what you mean mom." I reply with a smile.

        "Thanks." She stops the van right before pulling out into the road.

        "What did you stop for?"

        "I love you Jade. Don't you ever forget it." She cups a hand over my cheek, and smiles.

        "I know mom." I hug her this time, and she hugs me back.

        "I can't ever think differently of you. No matter if you are turning into a pony from that show your sister likes."

        "Okay. Thanks mom."

        "No problem." she smiles as she lets go of me, then goes. back to driving.