My Past Is Not Today

by MidnightChaos

First published

Whenever you wake up, you typically expect that you're either sore from sleeping wrong, or still tired. What you clearly don't expect, is ending up as a pony with bacon themed hair. Maybe it's red with blonde highlights, or is it blonde with red highlights? I can't even tell. Now here I am as a quadruped instead of my former bipedal self. Whatever this magic is, I feel pretty ready to say that the entire world has gone insane. Forced to roll with this insanity, I am now on a course to follow other human-turned-ponies to the Big Apple... Mmmm, why does that sound so appealing?


A [PonyEarthVerse] Story