Dylan was a jerk all around and no matter how nice you were to him he was still a jerk. He particularly enjoyed harassing the bronies for watching a show about ponies. Pretty pathetic to say the least, but on this special day, he would wish he never picked on bronies. Outside it was heavily raining outside with cars passing by Dylan's house. Outside was a little white kitty who was soaking wet. People were driving by the cat one car went by splashing a puddle covering the poor kitty in muddy water. The cat noticed Dylan's house and started walking towards it which was a big mistake.
Sitting down on the cold wet ground while scratching at Dylan's front door scratching at it while meowing. Dylan was inside trying to watch, "The Walking Dead" as he could hear the cat meowing. Trying to ignore the cat by turning the volume up on the television drowning out the meowing of the cat. Finally, the volume on the television up loud enough to block out the cat's meowing. He thought it was peaceful enough for him to finish watching his show until there was a loud knocking on the front door. Getting frustrated with all the noises that were surrounding him. Throwing the TV remote hard down on the ground as the batteries fell out, storming towards the door, and open the door to find a girl with a yellow Fluttershy t-shirt, wearing denim blue jeans, and red converts on her feet.
She was standing in the rain holding the cat, "How could not hear this kitty outside meowing?" asked the girl.
Dylan just rolled with his eyes, "Who cares about stupid cat pony-girl?" asked Dylan poking the girls chest.
She slapped, Dylan across the face leaving a red handprint on his face. Frustrated he just went back in and slammed the door behind him feeling a little uneasy about something. What Dylan didn't know that some strange reason there was a Fluttershy plushie on the kitchen table. Rubbing the cheek was slapped while walking into the kitchen finding the plushie sitting on the table with a note attached to it.
"Dear Dylan,
For the last time you've treated anyone so nasty, this includes animals. Soon you won't even remember what you've done wrong. Enjoy this stuffed animal while you can. Don't even bother trying to destroy or throw away this doll. She will always come back."
Grabbing the plushie by the neck and just tossed into a black trashcan next to the fridge and went back to watching television. Plopping his rear-end in the recliner. Getting back into watching "The Walking Dead" until Fluttershy appeared in his lap. "What the hell? I thought you were in the garbage. I guess outside you go."
Getting up, throwing the doll outside, but when Dylan got back inside there was the doll sitting there in his recliner. Slowly, a banana colored fur began covering his fingers that were merging into hooves. Suddenly, Dylan's arms began getting thicker as the banana colored fur began spreading all across his entire body. "What in the world is happening to me? Why does my voice sound so soft, quiet, and very feminine?" said Dylan transforming even further into Fluttershy.
Bones began cracking in his legs as the formed a double kneed shape making hard to stand up on two feet. Dylan's rear end began inflating as three pink butterflies appeared on both sides. His face began pushing out a pony sized muzzle, as his eyes grew larger, and his
