New Life

Adam slowly opened his eyes, squinting and looking away when the light from the sun blinded him, he quickly moved a hand to block out the sun's rays, 'I hate mornings,' When he regained his vision, he noticed something was off. Why was there a white furry cylindrical thing in front of him where his hand was? Curious he used his left hand to poke it but instead another furry cylindrical thing came into view. His eyes widened realizing that those were once his hands. He immediately used his new alien appendages to cover his mouth to refrain from screaming out loud and alerting everything within a two-mile radius. Instead of the flat feeling of his face, his 'hooves' felt something jutting from his face. Crossing his eyes and looking down, it was his new alien nose. He looked at everything quizzically, his 'hooves' and 'muzzle', 'I think that's what they're called,' He thought it was a little strange how he was taking everything normally but remembering that he had almost cut off the dick of a human being that's the same sex as him, he had experienced weirder events. This one probably ranking at two on his list.

Relaxing a bit, he looked over at his pure white prone equine body, he had two back legs similar to his hooves, he had a pretty cool tail, and he had wings. He had two fucking wings. He was okay about the tail but wings?

He looked straight ahead, 'What the fuck?' he thought confused as hell, 'I'm a horse with wings and a tail that flows in a non-existent wind. What the hell did I do god?!' he yelled mentally, 'Is this hell?!'

He mentally flipped off god as he didn't have fingers and heard a faint 'Fuck you too,' in the back of his head but he ignored it. Probably his imagination.

He laid there relaxing and calming himself, taking everything in. He remembered being impaled by a sharp piece of metal. He looked down at his furry chest and felt around the left most region. He was pretty sure that he was impaled. There wasn't a massive scar or fur that was painted dark crimson. Just pure white, soft and fluffy fur.

He looked back at his tail which seemed to defy the laws of physics, he pointed a hoof at the tail then his eyes, 'I'm watching you, I'll deal with you later.'

Pushing those thoughts away, he decided to observe his surroundings to clear his mind of the strange situation.

He was apparently in a clearing of a thick forest, looking around at the sky, there weren't any cliff faces. The sky had an unusual color of blue, a more clean shade. Usually, he should be smelling the pollution of the vehicles and factories but instead was greeted by the sweet scent of the untainted forest around him. He had also noticed a sharply pointed object jutting from his forehead. 'I have a horn too.' He decided to deal with that later too as he was too tired to do anything.

He looked back down at the green grass, searching for his past thoughts, remembering falling down a cliff face in a truck with his sister...HIS SISTER!

Feeling a burst of energy, Adam frantically looked around for his sibling and noticed on his right was another horse a few feet away except this one was unconscious. 'Is that my sister?' he wondered, 'One way to find out.'

He rolled and shuffled into a laying position and got ready, 'Alright, now how do horses stand and walk...,' he slowly and awkwardly managed to get on all fours, shaking a bit and nearly buckling from his own weight because he had lost so much energy.

As he stood at his full height, he noticed that he was really fuckin' short now, around three feet and a few inches.

Ignoring the fact that he was now a midget, 'So left hoof first then right...hindleg...' After what felt like an eternity, he was getting the hang of it, 'Aww, fuck yeah! I can walk! Look at me mom!' Finishing up his little mental celebration, he clumsily made his way to the unconscious blue form that could be his sister.

'It's gotta be her, I know it,' he convinced himself, 'If I got turned into a horse, then she had to have turned into one too!' Now with determination to solve this mystery, he moved faster towards the sleeping horse, getting used to the walking and not constantly tripping.

Once he reached the small blue equine he fell to his haunches and observed the being that could be his sister.

She, he assumed, was a horse with a pristine dark blue coat and sapphire mane that flowed in a non-existent wind.

'Oh wait, I haven't even looked at my own hair yet other than my tail,' Adam reached around his head and pulled into view what seemed to resemble a rainbow of colors. It was also flowing like his tail. It felt like the hair of a female who kept it neat and pristine but also had the feeling of brushing his hoof through water. It was very calming to watch his mane slowly wave around but he had thins to do. Remembering that he'll deal with it later, he went back to observing his possible sister.

Looking at her head, she also had a horn which was smaller than his. He noticed that her eyelids were pretty large which meant large eyes under them, Adam wondered how big his eyes were since he hasn't seen a reflection of himself yet.

Looking at her back, she also had a pair of wings. They were dark blue and feathery. Adam turned his head and looked at his own which significantly bigger than his sister's. They didn't look like they carry his weight in the air, especially his sister's which were smaller. He attempted to move them but was awarded a few shuffles and twitches. It was like another pair of arms which made it difficult because he only had two back then. Sighing he decided to practice with them later if they could lift him, and to keep observing.

He looked toward her rear, she had a tail that's similar to her mane. She also had a weird tattoo on her ass. It was a flat black splotch with a few small round splotches breaking off, on top of that was a white crescent moon. 'If she has one then that means...'

Adam twisted his head to his rear and noticed a cartoony looking sun on top of his muscular gorgeous flank. Realizing that he was admiring his own ass, he derailed that train of thought and started a new one, brought a hoof over and lightly touched his rump. It was strange, it had the feeling of touching a girl's ass, but it wasn't a tattoo, it had the feeling of his soft fur. His fur could've been dyed but it looked too natural to him.

He heard the grass shuffling in front of him so he instantly whipped his head around to look at his sister. She was showing the signs of waking up. Adam scooted backward to give her some space.

She lifted her head and looked straight ahead and saw nothing but thick forest and shrubbery. She looked to here left and saw a white horse who had a flowing cobalt blue, turquoise, cerulean, and pink mane staring straight at her with massive magenta orbs.

There was a moment of silence as the two stared at each other until Adam hesitantly raised a hoof and waved.

"AAAHH―"

Adam lunged forward and clamped her mouth shut with his hoof and used the other to hold her down, "Shh, shh, it's me, Adam, remember me?" he cooed, whilst starting straight at her teal eyes which were the size of pins.

Her eyes widened at the mention of her brother's name and in confusion as he was now a massive horse.

"Now, I'm going to let you go," he said softly, "Promise to not scream and alert everything around us for miles?"

She nodded, then Adam released her. She gasped for air and coughed a couple times, realizing that she had been holding in a breath, "Are you really Adam? How do I know it's you?" Lyna questioned cautiously.

Adam tapped his chin with a hoof and thought over what to say, "Remember that time when I stuck my dick in a 40mm gre―" Adam was cut off abruptly.

"Ok, ok! Don't remind me of that again." she pleaded, holding up both hooves not wanting to resurface the images of her walking on her brother and seeing him sticking his manhood in the tube of an explosive launcher.

She sat up on her haunches then realized something and looked at him in confusion, "Wait, why do you sound female?" Adam's magenta eyes shrunk not realizing this before and spun around. Lyna looked away blushing and rubbing her foreleg, her wings shooting outward and making a 'pomf' sound as they unfurled, she knew what he was doing.

Adam hesitantly looked down and saw between his hind legs were two sizeable round teats and the shape of a female reproductive organ that he didn't want to believe nor see.

He threw his hooves into the air, looked straight up and yelled, "NEEEEEIIIIIIN―"

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Princess Celestia was having a feast as she devoured the cakes that sat before her. Princess Luna sitting across from her expressionless, turning to a waiter, "Uh, go get some mor―" but she was cut off.

"―EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!" a creature yelled loudly.

Everyone, including the Princess of the Sun who had stopped her murderous rampage, was looking at an open window. Wondering who had a voice prominent enough to yell at such volume.

"Somepony's having a bad day..." Luna said.

"Indeed," Celestia agreed, including all the staff and guards.

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Lyna rubbed his back with a hoof above the wings, "It'll be fine dude. Everything will be alright," it was a little weird that now she was the one comforting her brother but she took the opportunity to act like the older sibling who before had to be the one to comfort her constantly.

Lyna had managed to calm down Adam and assured him that everything was going to be alright, even though she knew that Adam was never getting back his once proud and probably glorious manhood that defined all men.

Adam sniffed, "Well, I guess there's no point in crying over spilt milk," Lyna nodded.

Lyna looked around at the forest, "Now what?" she then noticed something, there were two cases behind them, one rectangular and one square.

"What are those?" she questioned out loud whilst pointing towards to strange cases.

Adam followed her pointing and laid his eyes upon the two black cases, his eyes widening as a joyful grin surfaced on his face.

Adam galloped over to the largest case and fumbled with the two locks of the biggest case, when he managed to unlock the last lock with a satisfying click, he threw open the case and saw his bae. It was his old battle-worn M4 he used from when he had been first deployed in Afghanistan. He had two magazines, an ACOG sight, a grip and a suppressor that he had pulled out of the safe at home earlier. Ignoring the ammo and attachments for now, he awkwardly slipped his hooves from under it and pulled it into a hug, the feeling of the cold steel brushing against his fur.

Lyna watched the little reunion with a smile and shaking her head.

He pulled back and looked at his trusty weapon, "This might make up for losing my dick," he smiled and hugged it again.

Lyna slowly and awkwardly walked up next to Adam and sat down, "But how are you going to use it? We don't have fingers anymore, remember?"

Adam pulled back, his face showing no emotion this time other than a flat dark stare. Lyna slowly scooted away in case he had another outburst and started screaming 'no' in another language.

"Lemme try something," Adam calmly said, hoping that his idea will work. He laid a right hoof down on the grip of his M4, closed his eyes and imagined having his arms and fingers again wrapping around the grip and one resting on the trigger guard. He opened his eyes and lifted his right foreleg up and surprisingly the M4 went with it. Lyna and Adam both stared dumbfounded at his hoof holding the rifle like a magnet. Adam imagined letting go of the weapon and it fell with a thud on the cushioning of the case.

"How'd you do that?!" she looked down at both her hooves in shock, confusion, and awe.

He shrugged, "I just imagined having arms and hands and picking them up," he answered

Lyna looked at a stick next to her and followed what Adam had done. Resting a hoof on the stick, imagining hands, and picking it up, "Weird," she said perplexed.

"Whatever, at least I can hold it and shoot!" he clapped his hooves together. Adam looked at his hind legs, "Now, I probably can't walk on all fours and hold this weapon so I'm going to try something else."

Lyna watched Adam make new discoveries as he pushed himself up onto his hind legs, both forelegs retracted to his chest. She handed, uh, hoofed Adam his M4 which he used as a lean-on and boom, he was standing...as a horse. Adam grinned now that he wasn't short and was now about roughly the height he was as a human. But he was fucking tall, maybe seven or eight feet high now. He picked up the M4, making sure that the safety was on, held it with both forelegs pointing it at the ground and posed like a superhero.

Lyna stared at him again in awe, "Huh, you look like a soldier...without the camo clothes and stuff...and less intimidating since you are a white magical cute little horse."

Ignoring the last statement, Adam wished he had a mirror so he could see how badass he looked.

"You should try this, its pretty cool up here," Adam said.

Lyna shook her head, "Nah, I'm good, I'd rather walk on all fours and pick up things with my mouth."

Adam smirked, "Alright, Ms. I-Never-Have-Any-Fun-In-Life."

Lyna glared at him, "Hey! I always have fun, you just don't see it most of the time!" she fumed.

"Staring at a medical book isn't what I'd call fun―" Adam shrugged with both his shoulders and wings, "―but whatever works for you."

She crossed her hooves and pouted. She looked really goddammed adorable, especially as a little dark blue horse.

"Anyway, we should focus and make new discoveries later," Lyna nodded and agreed, "We should start setting up a camp, I doubt that we'd find civilization in the middle of this forest and it's getting dark," Adam suggested and looked at the lowering sun, "And do you still remember the survival tips I gave you?" she nodded, "Good, get a fire started, I'll help you once I figure out how to walk, aim, fire, and reload this weapon."

Lyna groaned because it was not easy getting a fire started with sticks. She watched Adam walk around awkwardly on two appendages that are lacking knees. She bursted into laughter as Adam face-planted the ground. She stood on all fours and got to work.

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Adam screwed on the suppressor to his rifle that he had managed to sneak out of the armory and through airport security.

Aiming down the sights, looking through the ACOG, "Pull!" he yelled as Lyna threw a small rock into the air. He whipped his gun into the air and pointed the suppressed barrel at the rock, leading it, and imagined pulling the trigger with his non-existent fingers. A quiet muffled bang erupted from the gun and they watched as the 5.56mm tracer round illuminated the dark forest and hit the rock dead-on and it exploded into a million pieces showering them with bits of stone.

Lyna was amazed by Adam's marksmanship mostly because she had only seen him fire weapons at poster boards in shooting ranges.

"I still got it," Adam mentally fist-pumped, "Anyway, we should get ready for tomorrow," Lyna nodded and laid her back down on a makeshift hammock as Adam flicked the safety awkwardly and leaned his weapon on a tree near his respective hammock.

Lyna rolled around, "Friggin wings dude," Adam nodded, as he was already in his hammock and rolling around too, attempting to get comfortable with his alien appendages, "And dude―" she looked and pointed at his flank which had a military-grade holster strapped to it with an M9 resting snuggly in it, "―do you really need that with you?"

Adam nodded and raised a hoof, closing his eyes, and opened his mouth to lecture her on why he needed to keep it with him at all times.

Lyna clamped her hooves over her mouth, refraining from bursting into laughter when Adam ended up rolling off the hammock and face-planting into the soil.

'Tommorrow will be an interesting day for sure,' he thought and heavily sighed on the floor of the forest and stared at the bright moon rising above him illuminating the dark forest, 'I need to find out how to control these fucking wings.'

Author's Note

They are now ponies! Badda boom!
If you guys are wondering what Adam looks like, he looks exactly like Princess Celestia and he's naked.

Lyna looks like Princess Luna but is shorter than Adam and she's naked too.

By naked, I mean that they don't have the royal crowns and stuff.
As always, constructive criticism is welcomed to help me improve for the next chapter.