Author's Note

This first chapter is pretty sad, but things will get better :) *has fingers crossed*

The monster inside me

"H-hello?" I asked the endless foggy void around me. "Anybody there?"

Shivers ran down my spine simultaneously as I took one slow step after another. Eerie whispers and bits of laughter surrounded me wherever I went. A gentle breeze picked coldly at my cheeks.

In an instant a dark shadow passes by at the corner of my eye. I turn around quickly to try and see who it might have been, only to face more fog.

"Show yourself!" I call out again into the nothingness in front of me.

The laughing sounds again, but much closer this time. My hands begin to shake slightly from fear as I continue to wander, hoping to find something. Anything really to know it's not just me here with voices in my head.

"Scared, are we?" Came the sound of a deep feminine voice from behind me.

My body freezes as a cold breath goes down the back of my neck. Slowly I turn my head.

"Boo!"

With a gasp, I'm knocked off my feet, not from frieght, but fom the form of the figure in front of me. I land hard on my rump, facing the creature, snikering it's sharp teeth at me, It's blue eyes staying locked on me. The figure wore a full set of medevial looking body armor that clanked with each step it took. The figure seemed to heave a head that belonged to that of an equine, having pointed ears atop her head and a muzzle protruding from her face. I only say her based on the breasts upon it's chest as it approached slowly.

Shaking, I tried to squirm away, but I didn't get far as the horn on it's head began to glow a midnight purple color, the same aura surrounding my body. Suddenly I couldn't move.

"Going somewhere?" She smiled a sly smile, reaching a hand out to me where she took a hold of my shirt collar and picked me up. From my new angle, I could see this creature also had wings on it's back.

"Put me down!" I pleaded, fearing I may get hurt.

She did put me down thank goodness.

"I have a favor I must ask of you." she said bluntly.

"Wh-what's that?" I asked, taking a few steps back. "Do I even have a choice.

The creature cackled. "Yes...and no, really. It's either you do as I ask, or you perish!"

"What is the favor?"

She didn't reply as she only grabbed me and pulled me close, not in a good way either. Her muzzle nearly made contact with my nose, her slitted irises glowing slightly as she smirked fear into me.

"Trust me. You'll see."

Her smirk widened and her eyes grew brighter, blinding me.

*****

"Wake up, Simmons," came the voice of my Algebra one teacher, Mr. Phil. The voice was foggy in my sleepy head, aching as a result of four hours of testing. The tapping and rapping of his fingers on my desk bring me back to consciousness though.

"Wha?" I asked as an automatic response as I sat back up in my chair, saliva causing the paper to stay stuck to my cheek.

He gave a sigh with a shake of his head and removed the paper from my face. "Get to work."

I only nodded, turning to look back at my test, thinking about the wierd dream I just had.

I looked up at the clock above the door. 1:58 it read. twelve minutes till class is over.

"And take those weird contacts out of your eyes," he finishes before leaving me to do my work.

Contacts?

Confused I take out my phone. Peering into it, I notice my eyes look just like the creature from my dream! It was hard to fight back that yelp.

"Miss me?" Came her voice again, but from inside my head.

Now I'm freaked out!

I can't do my test like this! What's even going on!?

"What's going on is that I am weak from battle and need a worthy host to use so that I may heal." the creature answers.

She's inside me!? Why are my eyes like hers?

"That's easy! You're turning into me! I need to absorb your body so get back the strength I lost!"

Suddenly I noticed fur beginning to spout on my hands. In an instant I packed my things, ignoring any questions from my teacher and I leave the room.

"Why are you doing this to me!?" I ask aloud through gritted teeth.

"I can't battle my sister when I'm weak can I especially when she's got six friend to help her since she can't beat me alone!"

"You're going to kill me aren't you..." I asked as I left the building, running still, heading home as fast as I could.

"You're lucky because I can't kill you. I could if I wanted to, but if I do, I'll be harboring a deceased host and I won't heal."

I sighed heavily through my panting as my legs began to strain, begging me to stop. The clopping of hooves only furthered that. Yes, my feet had become hooves. So many thoughts ran through my head such as my parents turning me away, my girlfriend to break up with me. Me being alone and homeless from it all. I began to ignore anything the creature said as I arrived home. My parents both work during the day, so nobody is home so I walk right in after unlocking the door.

I head straight up to my room and I close the door before I flop onto my bed to stare a the ceiling fan, drowned in a sea of stressful thoughts.

"I'm becoming a female horse alien freak," I muttered to myself, knowing soon I won't be a man anymore.

I close my eyes as I curl up under the covers while the changes pass. I can feel each one of them. Tingling all over from the growth of fur, tightness from growing boobs, an aching feeling as my long horn goes into place. Soon my hair is a long flowing blue mane with psarkles and a tail to match. It's all growing at once, but rather slowly. Right now I must look like a failed cross breed of human and horse.

I gaze into my phone screen again, nolonger seeing my face as it was mishaped and mutant looking. Suddenly my phone turns on and begins to vibrate. An image of my father along with his phone number appear and the option to answer or end the call appear. He must be so dissappointed in me. I'm a generally good kid and do as I'm told, I get good grades. I'm hardly ever late to class or school and suddenly he knows I've run away.

I don't know if I should answer or hang up. This is a lot to take in right now. A LOT.

After a moments hesitation I answer the phone knowing he'll just keep calling anyway.

His voice is angry and straight to the point.

"Y-yeah?" I ask through my growing muzzle, thanking the heavens my voice is still mine.

"Why aren't you in school, mister!?"

I don't answer due to the fact I have no idea what to say, plus the chance my voice might have changed. I'm really trying my best to keep it together right now.

I give a heavy sigh, fighting back possibly foriegn tears as I try to think of an answer. "I..." is all I managed to get out before I hung up.

Suddenly I feel as if I need to go to the bathroom.

With another sigh, I slowly get up, removing the covers, revealing the new body that's becoming mine.

Breasts, a slimmer shape, a tail, hooves which have made my legs digitigrade, and garnish it all with a coat of midnight black fur. I close my eyes for a moment to take it all in. Everything and everything past turning into this creature.

I get up and head into the bathroom and as I stand in front of the toilet, I'm scared to pull down my jeans and boxers to find you know what to be missing. I grip the brim tightly, unwanting to push down, but the need to go forced me into it. I look away as I do this, reaching a hand down to feel. For a moment all I can feel is a slightly thick coat of fur. We're just coming winter, so this must be this creatures winter coat. I feel around for a bit more thinking maybe it's hidden in the fur, but I come up short, and three holes are what I come to feel.

My legs suddenly become wobbly and I lose my balance, falling onto the toilet the tears begin to fall finally as well as the bodily waste that's been wanting to come out. My hands have begun to shake again as i stare at them, knowing im a...a woman now.

"Can you not? Seriously?" came the creatures voice again, sounding annoyed.

I only ignore her as tears continue to roll down my cheeks and muzzle, soaking any fur they touch.

"Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this?" I ask aloud to nobody.

"Do I have to explain it again?"

"SHUT UP!!" I snap, pounding a fist into my lap, only my voice comes out much much louder than I thought. "You're doing this to me! You're going to ruin my life!" I continue to roar, causing the mirror above the sink to shatter, light bulbs to pop and everything else rattle.

"Very well done."

After that, I ended up bursting into tears. Pathetic, huh? I turn into a female horse human thing, and all I can do is bawl on the toilet.

At least until three minutes later the familiar sound of my dad pounding on the door echoed into my new ears. Knowing there's no way out of this, I head straight down to the door after pulling my pants back up of course. I only stop on the way down the stairs to see a family photo. My eigth birthday. I sat happily as my parents sang to me. I could see a slight reflection of my face in the glass. In comparison, an ethereal, flowing, blue mane replaced my usual short, black, spikey hair and fur hides my once smooth white skin. My eyes are blue now instead of brown and I'm nowhere close to smiling.

I place a hand on the picture, hoping my parents will still wear the same loving faces now as the did then when they see me like this.

Another triple knock on the door tells me enough wishing and to just get this done. So I finish heading down the stairs, the door in front of me now.

The opening of this door, and what happens after, will decide my fate when everything is said and done.

All I can do is hope for the best and be prepared for the worst.

The door pushes open, and dad's angry face appears. Only it didn't last long when he sees me. Being here in front of my father like this has me at my witt's end, doing what I can to keep as calm as possible. He stares at my for a few seconds with those green eyes of his and takes off his black cap.

"You ran away because you're wearing some silly costume!?" he asks, but I could only wish for this to be a costume, which it's not.

I turn my gaze to the floor, unable to even look my father in the eye.

He sighs heavily before rubbing his goatee with a hand. "Take it off and go back before I put some hurt on you. You look stupid in that thing."

"The nerve!" came the voice of the creature in my head. "Does he not know who he's just insulted!?"

I don't respond, since I'm not even sure what to do now since my father just said I look stupid like this.

Not getting an answer but have irritated him as he came close to me. "Go change, now!"

"I can't," I manage to squeak out as I starred at my furred arms.

"What do you mean you can't?"

With a sigh I turn my head back up to him

"I've turned into this."

He watches me for a moment, studying my movements.

"I know, dad...I'm a freak," I mutter, staring down at the floor. "J-just don't hate me o-or throw me out because of this..."

Dad obviously seems lost now, he's pacing the floor, hands on his head. "This is just absolutely crazy!" he says outloud, finally speaking..

"You're telling me," I reply, staring into the convinient mirror in the foyer. That oddly shaped quine face still replaces mine. It angers me to know I've become this thing, so I look away and down, only to be met by my new breasts, mostly concealed by my shirt collar. They're D sized, with a little tuft of fur between them. It grosses me out.

"You have no taste in mares if my body digusts you." The creature cut in. "Aren't you glad you're pretty?"

"No, now get out of me!," I scream, holding my head in my hands.

"You know I cannot do that."

"You're ruining everything..." I muttered before collapsing to my knees and hands. I cannot bear to look at my father, scared to witnes the look of dissaproval on his face.

"Oh, please, now get up." the woman deadpanns.

"Once you're out, I'm gonna, I'm gonna.."

"GUNNA do what? Do you have any idea who I am!? The pain I can cause you!? I am Nightmare Moon! Queen of the moon, stars and night and I am the high ruler of Equestria!" she droned, lying about the last bit.

Knowing she's right, it meant I could only look for comfort from my father. Slowly I turn my head up, hoping to see him with a hand reached out to help me up. Sadly that's not what I saw. I've looked up, just to be staring down his doule barrel shotgun.

"I don't know who the fuck, or what the fuck you are, but I want you out of my house!" he growled, cocking his gun.

My body freezes up again. "But dad it's me!" I pleaded. "I...I had this dream at school and-"

"OUT!" he roars again, moving the gun closer.

"What is that thing he's pointing at us?" Nightmare moon asks curiously.

"Dad..." I reply to him softly, tears flowing down my cheeks. "You gotta believe me..."

"One." he says sternly.

Knowing him, when he begins to count, he means it.

"Two."

With a sigh I get up to my...hooves.

"Okay, I'm going." I say before I head over to the door, my reflection showing in the glass again as I turn the knob. Blue slitted eyes, a large, flowing blue mane with what appear to be stars in it. A long horn protruding right from my forehead. This is my face now. A face I'll Have to get used to. A new life of losing everything I'll have to get used to as well.

I open the door and half way through exiting, I turn my head to look back. "I'm sorry...just...tell mom I'm gonna miss her."

With that said, I leave the house and shut the door, staring at it once again. I've just lost my family and everything else that goes with it. I no longer have a home, a mother's good cooking or beer time with dad. I've lost his love, and my mother's. I've lost my humanity, my masculinity. Everything.

Looks like my fate has been decided.

Time to start walking.