I was facing a mirror. It was a dream, and I knew it. I wasn't in the habit of lucid dreaming, but it was becoming one.

Gazing back at me was what I could become. I couldn't make out all the details, lost to dream fuzziness, but important bits stuck in my mind. I was male, for one, and I didn't like that. "No," I stated firmly, reaching out towards the mirror and casually rearranging things.

I had belly boobs, like Starlight. "No." I casually pushed them up in the mirror back to where they rested on my chest as a human woman should have. "Better." Much better. I'd still be a freak, but I'd be a freak on my own terms. I blew my reflection a kiss with a little smirk. "Maybe Cindy will be alright with this."

I awoke to confusion just like that. "Why am I wondering how Cindy likes it?" Well, she was my best friend. I didn't want her to run away screaming forever...

The lights flickered on from my movement as I stood up on changed legs. I could feel them, their inhuman natures having spread up from my shins all the way up to my hips. On one side, soft fuzzy pony(Still not sure on that) fur, medium brown. On the other, green scales, a dragon's leg. On the positive, they had the right shape for a woman, swelling out into my big bottom that hadn't shrunk. I was still a plump lady... whatever I was.

Speaking of that, I half turned to look over my shoulder and wag my tail at myself. Larger, stronger, thicker. It was a proper dragon's tail, its furry tip flickering. "That's going to make buying a computer chair less of a mindless task..." One that let the tail through but still supporting the rest of me properly. I'd have to go off more than the one with the most favorable reviews.

My existing chair? Useless. My tail would have been all bunched up against it. I sat down in it and felt the tail awkwardly curling against me, trying to not be in the way. "Ugh." I could imagine a few hours like that, trying to work. "No."

Wait, what had I sat in? I suddenly crashed to the floor. "Had I been imagining it?" There was no sign of a chair, just a confused mutant, that being me. I scrambled back up to hoof and claws and got to the bathroom. There I went about taking care of what people generally have to take care of when they wake up, and I noticed it pretty fast.

My lady parts! One, they were entirely covered in dark brown fur. That fur went over my hips on the inside and out. More pressingly, I was changed, down there. When I wasn't busy using it, the fur pulled in on either side, concealing the entire thing away. Starlight and Flash had their stuff just... out there, so that wasn't a pony thing.

When it was open, which I learned I could... encourage... Alright, so I touched myself a little to get things moving. When it was open, it was very similar to Starlight. I had to laugh. I had a horse vagina that was hidden behind the genital slit of a reptile, or a dragon. The best of both worlds?

On the... plus side? I really didn't even look naked when I was naked. Hell, my asshole was part of the whole operation. Unless I was using it, it was hidden. I feel awkward talking about it, but it's a part of the process, so here it is, for you, dear reader.

I had a lot to report. To the computer! I charged out of the bathroom, not even dressed. I grabbed the laptop and booted it up. "C'mon..." It wasn't any slower than usual, I was just being impatient.

I had mail! Both from Miller and Cindy.

Hey Girl,

Your email didn't come through right. I didn't get any pictures. Does it hurt? Are you alright? I'm more worried about you. If you're still my Lore, I'll forgive whatever else you have going on. Focus on getting better and not on whatever crazy war scars you come out with.

Sending Positive Energy,
Cindy

I hit the reply button. I wasn't going to let my girl wait on that.

Hey!

So... Still going through changes. Some of them freakier than others, but... I'm hanging in there. I'm still Lauren! I won't let that change. I still owe you a concert, right? Not sure why the pictures didn't send, but they're almost out of date now anyway. Tell me, do you like ladies with a bit of fur?

Asking For A Friend,
Lauren

Off it went, and I noticed an email from someone new. A system email?

Hello Patient,

We have detected an attempt to upload personal pictures outside the boundaries of the network. Please abstain from this. We understand you want to share your experiences, but the world is currently unstable enough with other issues. You will be allowed to share once things calm down. You are welcome to document things for that time, but please do not upload any of it to any user outside the facility.

Thank You,
IT.

"The fuck..." Now, I'm generally a mild-mouthed person, but... "Seriously?" So my pictures had been specifically stopped, not just errored out. Part of me wanted to reply with an angry tirade.

But the only response to that would be to cut off my access to the outside world altogether if it looked like I'd try to weasel around them. "Fine, no pictures," I grumbled to myself. I wanted to be able to email Cindy! And do my work. If they snipped my outside access, work would suddenly be gone. I... wasn't ready for that.

They were nice, but also super in charge. It was an email like... that... that reminded me how much in their power I was.

Onwards, to Miller!

Good Day,

Your images show that your left foot is a goat, thought you should know.

Goat? But... I raised the hoof to look at it. It did look odd for a pony hoof, but it didn't have a big obvious cut in it either. That was a cloven hoof?

You've already discovered what your other parts are. I wanted to thank you. It was not your duty to assist the cafeteria worker, and we hadn't asked you to. She submitted a formal note of appreciation along with her request to have her registration adjusted to female.

Thank you for being part of the family,
Doctor Miller

My ear twitched faintly, which was an odd feeling. I couldn't normally feel my ears. I reached up to feel them. They were covered in soft fur, but also long and narrow. They could also twitch a little and did so as I felt them over. I had my ears. At least they felt pettable. But who would be doing that petting? My cheeks warmed as I lowered my hands away. "Work."

I typed up the report of the day and paused. "I never got a good look." I had gotten distracted. Back to the bathroom!

Flicking on the light, I stood in front of the mirror for a better look. Yep, big ears. Not as wide as the pony ears, but just as big. So... not pony ears? What were they? On my chest, well, I still had boobs, that was good. They hadn't gone anywhere, but... they had fur. For once I was getting the same fur color in several places. The dark-brown that covered my hips was also spreading out over my chest. My ears were a light grey, and my hair dark grey. My brows had changed, both changed eye and not, starting to look bleached white.

I rated my body 3/10 for color coordination. At least my chest fur was soft, but I was starting to feel naked again. As hidden and neat as I was between the legs, my breasts were still out for the world to see, nipples included. I got back into a hospital gown, my big tail thrust through the flap in the back. Ta da, I was decent.

Did I mention I was taller? Every day it seemed my gown was a bit less able to cover me as it had been the day before. Whatever I was... busy turning into, it was big. Soft Touch would have to re-measure me. Back to the computer I went, typing all of these changes in.

By the way, I'll be good about the Internet. Don't cut the darn things off. My emails with friends and my work are very important to me.

Thanks,
Lauren

Off it went, work time! Fortunately, work didn't care what I was turning into, only my typing speed, and that was steadily improving. I still wasn't at where I had started, but I was recovering. It was like I sprained a finger and was healing. I'd get back up to maximum speed, eventually.

More importantly, my accuracy was close to where I wanted it, and soon I was done. I folded the computer shut and just... sat there. I realized that, normally, I would stay in front of the computer all day, but the urge to do that was much less. For one, I was hungry and there was no fridge to grab things from like there was at home.

And I had friends really closeby. They would want to know how I was doing, and I wanted to know how they were doing. We were all trapped in a strange place with bodies we weren't born with. I pushed the laptop to the side and left it there to quietly charge as I sprang up to my strange feet. "Let's go say hi!" And with my card in my pocket, I set out into the hallway.

"Lauren!" There was Starlight, veering away from where she had been going. "Hey. How's it going?"

"Freakier by the day," I confessed. "Look at these." I raised a hand to my ears. She gestured and I went down to a knee to let her get a better look.

She reached up and felt over them and oh dear god. No wonder Starlight had been blushing! Ears were very sensitive, and I had more of them than before. Her hooves and magic were busy patting them down and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. It was.... good, but also felt super personal. It was like we were having casual intimacy right in the hallway where anyone could see.

"I understand how much of a jerk I was being," I confessed, and her hooves drew away. "You were doing that on purpose."

"Maybe," Starlight sang out. "Sensitive, aren't they? With someone you trust, it can be really relaxing."

"Wait, relaxing?" That was the opposite of how I had felt. "I'm about to grab a bite, then visit Soft."

"I already had something to eat. I need to meet somepony. How about we meet at Soft's?" She pointed the way. "See you there."

I let her clip-clop away as I clop-tacked towards the cafeteria. There was Jake, looking more female than the day before. She had the right basic shape all over. Her face was a perfect little pony snout and her bright eyes watched me approaching. "Hey," she called, waving me over. "It... happened."

"Me too," I confessed. "Did my advice help?"

"It... really did." She let out a sigh. "I don't want to spoil your food with it--"

"--You go on ahead." I waved it off. "Think of me as your freakish godmother. You can tell me anything about strange girl parts and we'll work through it."

"Thank you," she let out her breath with a sigh. "I thought you were being overdramatic, about cleaning up... after the bathroom, then I had to actually do it... thank you."

Ah, one of the more glamorous parts of being a woman. "And we get the extra 'benefit' of a literal fur pelt. They should install bidets and get it over with."

"Bi-whatnow?" Oh, she looked so confused. "Is that another girl thing?"

"More of a European thing, actually." It was... calming in a way to talk to Jake. He was in deeper than I was, and being able to reach out a hand and pull him free made me feel... better. What was that even called? "Imagine, you do your thing, as a guy or a girl, and suddenly you're being sprayed with water from under you."

Oh how her eyes got wide. "That sounds really creepy."

"And it is, but you get used to it, but you also get clean. The only tissues you need are to pat yourself dry, and you get on with the day." I patted one of her gloved hands. "Something to consider, for home, when they let us go home. Is there a timeline on that?"

"Not one they shared with me." She took a slow breath and then flashed an awkward smile. "So... What can I get for you today?"

I got some food and ate it. Nothing very special there. I waved to Jake on the way towards my next destination.

"Hey!" It was Jake. "Mind if I stop by, later? I doubt... we covered everything."

"That'll be fine," I gently assured. I imagined a large part of it was just feeling lost. I... knew that feeling. If I could help him... her... I should. Besides, it still felt nice to do it. "We'll talk girly things."

And off I went into the den of clothing. "There you are," came a melodic chime, Soft Touch already watching me as I came in. "Oh, I zee you are progresseeng," she noted in her accent. "So tall." She had to crane her head as I came close. "I simply must measure again." And off she trotted.

As if replacing her, Starlight poked her head out from some hanging clothes. "There you are. Hey."

"Hey is for horses."

"Good thing I'm one of those." She stuck out her tongue at me. "How are you? You look... together."

"Way better than two days ago." I couldn't imagine it getting much worse than then. "I was talking with Jake a little, giving her the run down on the girl life."

"That's nice of you." She emerged fully into view. "So what'd you come here for? Want a new outfit?"

As if to answer that, Soft returned on two hooves, balancing quite well despite being a four-legged pony. "She is here to be measured!" And lo it was that she started to apply measuring tape to me with only instructions of when to raise an arm or move a leg.

"That was a big part of it," I admitted. "I want clothes that fit. Can you re-tailor the clothes I came with to fit too?"

"That is more of the challenge, but I will try, oui. It is the least I can be doing." She fell back to all fours, muttering numbers under her breath. "I will have gowns ready for you. Hopefully, you are done growing. How tall you are!"

Starlight inclined her head towards Soft. "You know she's good for it. Just drop off your other clothes. I didn't even try to keep my old clothes. For one, kinda on all fours." She lifted a hoof to waggle at me. "As amusing it is to envision me in some jeans. No thanks."

"Clothes make ze mare," argued Soft as she trotted off to other business.

"What was that you were saying, about relaxing?" I was leaving the clothes depot with Starlight. "I didn't feel relaxed."

"Because you were busy feeling something new, from someone you like, I hope?" She inclined one of her fuzzy ears at me. "Different context. On the other hoof." She lifted her left hoof instead. "Once you're just a little used to it, and someone you're already familiar with is doing it in a safe place, you can get really drowsy instead." She coughed into that hoof. "It's a dirty habit among some. I swear. They'll just flop over each other and softly nibble until they fall asleep on top of each other with big stupid grins on their faces."

She was blushing. So was I. "Those are some tight friendships... Like rubbing someone on their back. You don't... do that casually, usually."

"Unless you're good friends," agreed Starlight. "Now, we have a whole day ahead of us! You want to talk to me about anything, or shall we do something fun?"

"You've perked my curiosity... What do you consider fun around here? We went swimming yesterday."

"Swimming is fun, but yeah, we did that." Her pace hastened. "You ever play many rhythm games? Like Guitar Hero?"

"Once or twice." We were approaching a new room. It was mostly open, but there were cubbies in the wall, and big televisions on another wall. "What is this?"

"It's our arcade." She rose up to two legs and approached one of the cubbies. Her horn glowed and pulled it open before she reached it. Various instruments began to float free. "And I want to play a game with you. You want to sing, drums, guitar? They have 'em all!" And soon all the instruments were set out in a big spread. "I'll let you pick the music genre."

The floor beneath us had become soft, rubbery. This place was meant to handle a bit of dancing and rough play without issue. It was a game room, for people to enjoy themselves. I felt a smile coming on. "Alright... You like electronic? I could use a solid beat right now." I pulled the drum set over and began patting it down experimentally. "I never played this one, so don't get too mad when I mess it up."

"Messing up is the first step towards not sucking." She grabbed the microphone. "I'll do vocal." One of the televisions snapped on, warming up to display the menu, music already playing at a good volume around us. "Now, electronic..." She navigated to a piece and pressed the go button.

As it turned out, Starlight had a perfectly nice voice. The way the game rated singing was on hitting the notes and cadence, and she was able to do that even as she sang entirely new words. "Playing with my friend, we're in this to the end. Gonna go for all the points, watchin' her use her new joints!"

My part had a lot less singing involved. I had to hit the right drum at the right time. I was pitter patting at them busily when my feet weren't involved, but I was only mildly dragging our score down. The music was good, and I was having fun. The way Starlight was smiling, she was too, or so I hoped.

For how odd they were, my various limbs were cooperating with me. I partially blamed that on my insistence on typing. Waving drumsticks around wasn't too bad in comparison, or so I thought. The song came to a smooth end and Starlight threw her microphone down with a triumphant pump of a hoof. "Yeah! That wasn't so bad."

The score tallied up. B+. I smiled at it. "I was expecting a lot lower than that when we started, so I'll gladly take that."

"Next time, A," she promised. "No matter how weird things get, at least videogames are nice and normal. If you ever want to go another round, just say so."

"How about... now?"

And so we did play. I tried out different instruments, but I wasn't feeling brave enough to try the microphone myself. Maybe... later.

Starlight set aside the guitar she had been playing. "Alright, now I think I'm done with that. Thanks!" She trotted offer and offered a hoof towards me. I wasn't sure what that meant. A hoof was like a hand, so I took her hoof in my hand and shook it.

She burst into laughter. "Not quite what I meant." She tugged me, taking advantage of my curled fingers. Once I was close enough, she threw up her other arm and pulled me in for a hug. "Thank you. Let's have more fun later, alright?"

For someone shy about being pet on the ears, she was eager for hugs. I did return it though, and soon we separated, with her trotting out the door.

Which left me with a bunch of instruments still taken out. She hadn't cleaned up. That fell on me. With a sigh and a smile, I got to work, getting the room back to where it had been before we showed up.

A knocking came on my door back in my room. "Who is it?"

"It's me," called a female voice. "Jake."

Ah, right. I had invited her. "Coming." I bounced to my mismatched feet and hurried over to the door. Soon I had a Jake inside my room. "Your shift's over?"

"All over," she agreed, rubbing one furry arm with the opposing hand. "I'm just a patient right now."

"And a friend," I suggested, gesturing at my bed. "Have a seat, I'll crash over here." I flopped onto the chair facing the bed. "So, welcome... You must feel so strange right now."

"In a lot of ways," she admitted. "You don't miss something until it's gone."

I raised a hoof-foot towards him. "You're telling me? I keep wanting to wiggle toes I don't have. I didn't care about toes before, but take them away, suddenly I miss them a lot."

She raised her shoes. "Still have my feet, for now. Not sure if that will stay that way or not. People like... me... change different compared to the direct infections. So... you staying a girl?"

"I am.. I had a dream about it, actually?"

"Want to share? You don't have to." She held up hands placatingly.

"I already put it in the report, since they want it." I rolled my eyes softly. "I was looking at myself, in the future. I was a guy, but I just... decided not to be, and I wasn't."

Jake frowned at that. "You got to pick? I saw myself in a field. I was tending to a bunch of carrots. I was already a girl. Ponies were going past, waving at me like they all knew me."

"Carrots? You're orange like one," I pointed out. "Still, yeah, I guess? I felt like I was making a choice. No crotchboobs. I didn't want those either."

Her eyes went to my chest, where my breasts remained. "In... usual cases, this would be where they start moving."

"Seriously, there's a timeline for this?" I folded my arms under my, thankfully un-moved breasts. "Why hasn't this been shared with me?"

"I dunno! You're not doing any of the normal ones, so maybe they just didn't bother." Jake shrugged softly. "So... girl things. Do I need to start wearing a bra? That's just a fashion thing, right?"

My eyes went half-lidded at him, er, her. "They are not just a fashion thing. If you plan on moving, which you do, and you have large breasts, which you do, you need bras." I pointed at her chest. "Those aren't small." Sure, they weren't super large, but they were big enough, easily. "Bras keep things where they should be, which helps you stand straight and stops things from... sagging. You want to sag?"

"No, Ma'am!" she squeaked, horror in her voice. "Christ, I didn't even have them and now I have to make them not sag?"

"Welcome to the other side," I sighed out with a little smile. "Let's make that today's project." I pushed up off the chair. "We'll visit Soft Touch and get you measured. I'll show you how to read bra sizes, and she'll get you a nice pair or three."

"You need more than one?"

Oh, I had so much to teach. "You don't wear underwear more than one day in a row, do you?" The lack of an immediate no from Jake told me all I needed to know. "Come on."

Author's Note

Bras can be worn for a few days between washing, but should be given a rest day between each wearing! The More You Know!

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