On the Highway

((Hey guys, in case you're wondering during this chapter, this is the type of motorcycle beeing used. http://images.fineartamerica.com/images-medium-large/kawasaki-ninja-black-motorcycle-maddmax.jpg ))

Garry, AKA Smoker, gunned his engine as he and his girlfriend Hanna powered down the road on their motorcycles at speeds up to 90 mph as the May sun beat down on them. The adrenalin pumped through his body, one single error and he might be dead, he loved the feeling of danger that let him know he was alive. He and his girlfriend were coming out here to "camp" for the night. They had been together for 2 years and they felt that they were ready to take their relationship to the next level. They drove on through the empty desert roads of Nevada without a care in the world. Garry watched as his girlfriend attempted to ride solely on her rear tire but failed and nearly lost control of her bike. But that was the fun of riding such a vehicle. The uncertainty of what the next second would bring, having to be alert for all movement and not be taken unawares. It was what he lived for. But he could never have expected what happened over the next few minutes.

He popped up on one tire, showing off as he usually did but as they rushed down the road he started to feel a bit dizzy. He dropped the bike back down and and glanced over at his girlfriend trying to signal her to pull over. She must have been distracted too, because she thundered on and seemed to be having her own problems. He started to feel his center of gravity move and warp and started to see stars in his vision as his body started to change. He felt himself slide further from the handle bars and soon the only thing keeping him upright was the gyroscopic stabilizers in the bike. His motorcycle suit was now a prison, cutting off circulation in some places while others were now loose. His helmet started to feel to small as well. He needed to stop, now! He lunged forward and put his hooves on the handle bars but one hoof slipped off and the motorcycle tried to turn to fast and lost balance. He smashed against Hanna and felt a buzzing sensation when they made contact right before the bike finally flipped, throwing him down against the road and he know no more.

When Smoker opened his eyes again he found himself inside the tent he and Hanna had brought with them for their...activities, that they had planned for that night. His body felt like it was on fire. "Hanna? You there." He almost choked on his voice when he heard it. It sounded really feminine and soft, and could not be further from the gruff raspy voice he had before.

As he contemplated his strange voice he hears someone rush up to the tent. "Garry, is that you? Are you awake?" Now, he thought his voice was off, but he found that Hanna's voice was stranger. He didn't even recognize her and he assumed the worst.

"Who's out there!? Where's Hanna? If you touched her you. Are. Fucked!" Thinking something might have happened, he struggled to get up but hissed in pain as the wounds he recived from his crash protested his movement. As he struggled to escape Hanna opened the the tents zipper door. But instead of a human woman there, standing out side the three man tent, was a light brown stallion Pegasus with a dark green mane.

"Calm down Garry, it's me Hanna." She--He said to him. Garry looked at him in shock. Fear and uncertainty ran through him.

"W-what the the fucking hell?! What are you? If you really are Hanna say something only she would say!" He demanded, trying to sit up again but failing due to the pain.

"Quit swearing so much you little potty mouth." Hanna replied and smirked at the shell-shocked pony laying before him.

It was true, that really was something that only Hanna would say to him, truth was, everyone else he knew was too afraid of him to come out and say that to his face, it was so simple and yet the way this thing said it was exactly right. "Hanna? What happened to you? You look like a horse. And a...guy.....?"

Hanna scoffed. "I'm not the only one who changed." He walked in and closed the door of the tent with his teeth. It was getting dark out so he didn't want any bugs that were attracted to the light hanging in the tent to get in. He then layed down next to Garry and pulled back the blanked that was over him. "See? You're a pretty little pony too~" Garry was too shocked to say anything. First off he noticed that he now had a light gray coat and a black mane that hung over his eyes. Then he saw the wings on his own back that were loosely folded up to his sides. "Ok, that's odd." He thought to himself. He also noted that his entire left side was covered in gauze and bandages and was the main source of his pain.

"So, uh, does this mean we're gay?" Garry wasn't a judging or discriminating person, but he had never been attracted to males much. But maybe if it were Hanna he'd make an exception. Hanna laughed, it was weird for Garry to hear that familiar laugh in a masculine tone rather then feminine.

"No silly, you're a girl. Didn't you notice? I thought was the first thing you'd notice." He said simply. Garry just blinked.

"What?"

"You're a girl, Smokes." He said once more.

"Alright, Ok, just say it one more time. I just need to make sure I understand what you're saying." Garry said squeezing her eyes shut.

Hanna rolled his eyes. "You are a girl, a female, a mare. Do you understand? You know I still love you, right? This doesn't change anything between us." He said and put a hoof on her chest. Garry's mind tried to reboot and comprehend the situation.

"Are you sure?" She asked desperately, her new voice cracking slightly. It was uncharacteristic for the 'tough' biker to not know what to do next, how had her life suddenly flipped upside-down and backwards so quickly? She was now a girl and pony and her girlfriend was a guy now. What the hell? She opened her eyes and was surprised to find tears running down her face. She had never really been emotional before, what was this body doing to her mind?! Hanna smiled and leaned down, placing a kiss on Smoker's cheek.

"Yes, I'm sure. Even though we've both changed I still love you for who you are. And I know you're the same person no matter what body you're in." He said to the shaking mare. "Though, this will make our night more fun~" Smoke's blood ran cold and her eyes widened. She slowly looked over to see a smiling Hanna. He stood up and moved to be over Smokes.

"H-hey, now! I'm...you can't do this right now...uhhh, I'm hurt. That's it, I'm hurt so we shouldn't do this." The new mare said blushing and trying to avoid eye contact with her partner.

"You want to have children still, right?" He asked.

"Well yeah, of course--" But Hanna interrupted her.

"Then this shouldn't be a problem. Besides I know how to be gentle with a girl." With that he descended onto his partner and the readers are left to imagine the rest.

Several hours later as the dawn sun rose over the the Nevada horizon two little ponies lay in a tent sleeping close together. They would have many trials ahead and things would be difficult for them for many years, but hope is always kindled in situations like this. In this case, it was in the hope for the future, in the form of the conception of a tiny life resting in the womb of a brand new pony.

Author's Note

So yeah, this was supposed to be a clop chapter. I was feeling a little uninspired at the time, so when in doubt wright clop. If you would like to read the clop version, send me a PM and if I get 5 requests I'll send you the clop version. (I need those requests in 2 days or less after I post this or I'll have moved on to some other chapter) The main reason it was not included was I didn't want to have to increase the rating of the story. And also the story is shorter then usual because of that missing part.