Author's Note

Ok so I'm back and rewriting this story with Gilda having been a futa since birth and that was why she was in Equestria and all that. I'm going to rewrite my other chapters and republish the new ones before taking down the old version.

So here is the new beginning for This story starting with this new chapter. I hope you enjoy and as always I welcome constructive criticism just try not to be to harsh about it. And always comment if you really like it as the comments and likes drive me on writing more of the story.

Glad to be back and writing for you all
Chief~

Ch. 1 Awakening (Rewrite)

Ponyville General, private waiting room

As the young athlete worried into the night about Gilda. Dash's friends having left after giving her the emotional support she needed during the waning hours of the day. Though once it passed into Luna's lovely night the other girls had to leave one after the other for various reasons. Such as Twilight making sure Spike got to bed without staying up later to read his comics, Rarity having to leave for similar reasons with her little sister Sweetie Bell. The young pegasus eventually sat down and fell asleep from the hours of stress and worry for the gryphoness. It was around 3 in the morning before an exhausted Doctor Horseshoe came to inform the pegasus of his patient's condition.

As the aged doc opened the door to find Dash snoring away on her back, in a rather awkward position in one of the chairs. Moving quietly the older stallion gently tries to wake the snoring pegasus, having been told earlier by said pegasus to tell her if anything changed no matter what. After a few moments of gentle nudging, the sleeping pony snorts awake, blinking slowly at the room that was obviously not her bedroom in her cloud house. Her gaze slowly took in the room before settling on the haggled doc and suddenly her eyes spark with recognition and she shoots up from her position nearly smacking the doctor in the chin with her head.

As Doctor Horseshoe opens his muzzle to tell Dash about Gilda's condition he is interrupted by the rainbow maned pony. "Doc! How is she? Is she going to make it?!....." she is cut off as the doctor puts his hand up, to halt the worried pony's muzzle to give himself a moment to take a deep breath.

With a tired sigh that brings to the blue pony's attention to just how tired the doc looked, he begins. "Your gryphon friend suffered many injuries that could've easily been fatal but she somehow seems to have been very lucky. But that luck ran out quickly as she suffered major trauma to her wing which we were able to save. The most concerning part though is the major damage to her head. It's bad, too the point where we are unsure if she will ever wake. And if by some miracle she does she won't be the same, her brain took a lot of damage as well so her chances of waking are slim." the stallion heaves a sigh before continuing. "That is to say that she is stable physically and should heal within the week with the new healing techniques we are able to use. But like I said her brain was very damaged and we don't know if or when she will wake."

Rainbow Dash's face fell at hearing what the doc had to say about Gilda, as her eyes began to water at the thought of losing her oldest friend. What really got to the mare as the doctor lead her to the gryphon's room before going about his rounds, was when she thought back to how she had treated Gilda the previous day. How she realized how much she missed the gryphon when they were flying about before she had to work. Tears began to roll down her cheeks unabated as a dull pain settled in her heart as her mind moved onto the party were she had pranks ready for her old friend thinking she would be cool with them.

But, she wasn't she kept getting more and more agitated with each prank and being laughed at by all the ponies in the room. It was now that she realized that that was very much like what happened all those years ago in flight camp whenever she made a mistake. How even the instructors would point and laugh at the strange little gryphon who couldn't fly right. But what really stole the mare's breath was the look of betrayal and hurt that Gilda had shot her before she roared and flew from Sugarcube Corner.

With a sniffle and her unrelenting guilt fueled tears the blue pony approached the bed Gilda was placed on, hooked up to all sorts of machines that the weather pony had no names for. The gryphon's body was wrapped in so much gauze that she looked like a mummy. But what really drew her eyes was the bandages wrapped tightly around her head and her set wing held immobile at her side. The pony looked back to the door to make sure it was shut before she collapses into a teary-eyed fit next to Gilda as her feelings overwhelmed her and the guilt became too much.

Little did the pony know that the former human's spirit was just now entering his or rather her new body, which started to twitch and stir. This went unnoticed by the sorrow filled pegasus as she just let her tears come with blubbered apologies and pleas for Gilda to be ok for her to wake up.

Ponyville General, Room 134

I held back a scream as suddenly my new body's nerves began to fire all at once informing me that whoever I had become had suffered major damage to their body. Which made sense, I mean why would Faust need My spirit for whoever this body is if they hadn't been hurt beyond what the creator of this world could save. Thankfully the nerves slowed down to a normal rate leaving the pain to fade into the background to become unnoticeable probably helped by whatever painkillers they put me on.

As I was able to feel beyond the blaring alarms for damage I realized that I felt......odd is the best way to describe it as my drug addled mind seemed to think something important was different. But at the moment I was just lightly flexing my new muscles only half surprised to find a new set of limbs one of which hurt to flex and was immobile. Which meant I now had wings and one of them, my left by the feel of it, was broken. This annoyed me a little as I had no idea how long it would take to heal nor how long before I could fly.

My annoyance caused a new reaction in my new body that nearly shut down all thought processes as I feel my new long tufted tail swish slightly under my butt to show my mood. But before I could really experiment with the new limb coming from my ass I realized that my hearing was picking up crying and pleas for someone to wake up along with sorrow filled apologies. This added with the growing wetness on my side told me that someone close to whoever I am is here and feels guilty for something.

With an imperceivable grunt of herculean effort, I begin to force my eyes open to find the room blurry and white save for a light blue blob to my left with a mess of colors on top of what must be its head. As I blinked to clean up my vision my nose started to work and boy let me tell you, as human's we miss SO much because we have a horrible sense of smell. But of course, my new body would have better senses since I'm no longer human. And what I could smell was nearly overwhelming as an overpowering scent of sanitation filled my nose, but my new brain was ready for this and began to tune this out to pick up the scent of a pony.

Now I know what you are thinking how do I know what species I am smelling is, I grew up on a farm with lots of different animals and one of those was a pony and three regular horses. And let me tell you, equines have a distinct scent. Now I could also tell that this pony liked to work out from the slight hint of body order, they also seemed to have a very flowery scent under their body odor and sweat that reminded me of that moon meadow. Also, I was picking up a hint of something musky that I couldn't place but with each sniff, I felt my body grow warmer. So they must be a she with the added fact of her feminine smell. Now for how I knew she was a she is simple I wasn't picking up any masculine odors, such as body wash or any cologne, besides the musk that was making my body tingle. Not to mention that the pony next to me smelt way too clean to be a guy. Even if she smelt of sweat and BO, the smell of her was still rather pleasant.

This was overshadowed at the time as my vision cleared and I focused on the cyan blue pony crying into my side. With monumental effort, I opened my.....beak(!?) and asked "Dash?" which made her freeze in her crying and her head to snap up to meet my gaze. Her eyes filled with guilt, relief, and lots of hope, as she offered me a sincere smile and opened her muzzle to speak and what came out nearly caused me to blackout.

"G? You're awake?......But the doc said you might never wake up. Whatever I don't care! G, I'm so so sorry! I didn't think it through with the pranks at Pinkie's party." She spoke in one breath faster than even a certain party pony as she lunged to hug me. A hug that I struggled to raise my arms to return, which was made harder by the new sensation of her small breasts pushing into my larger ones. But before I could think on that and the implications of having breasts or the small bit of pride I felt when I realized mine were bigger, I opened my beak and let out a loud squawking scream as she had put her weight on my broken wing.

This of course made her jump back as she realized what she had done and began a flood of apologies to me for hurting me. Thankfully the pain cleared the fog in my mind from the drugs enough for me to think about everything that's happened all within the blink of my eyes.

So first I seem to have become Gilda, which means I'm no longer in a guy's body but rather a girl's, though I was getting odd tingling from my groin that put some doubt in me. This was supported by my large breasts and the empty feeling between my thighs, however, I also noticed that I still had a cock and balls though both felt much bigger than before. It was nearly enough to send me into a panic attack as I felt my new cock inside its sheath.

Two Faust wasn't kidding about the accident as I could feel my new body covered in small scrapes that were bandaged up along with my broken wing. Which hurt like a mother by the way.

Three the beings of this world are anthro so I don't have to worry about learning how to walk on all fours and since I've become a gryphon I was clear of losing my fingers for good. Even if I hadn't need to worry since we're anthro, though I could feel that I had lost one finger on each hand/talon.

Blinking away the tears from the spike of pain I looked over to see the blubbering Rainbow Dash apologizing to me over and over. So lifting a talon I place it on her arm and groan out with a croaking voice "It's ok Dash it was an accident." To which she responded with a shocked expression before it fell along with her face. As I was about to ask what's wrong she looked back up into my eyes with her own soulful gaze.

"No G, I mean I am so sorry about what happened at the party earlier with all those pranks I pulled on you and letting everypony laugh at you like they did back then." She moves in and being mindful of my wing gives me a warm hug as her tears renew and land on my shoulder wetting my feathers. As I let her cry my mind was working in overdrive to figure out what she meant.

As I returned the warm hug to try and comfort her I felt a tingle in my mind and heard Faust's voice 'Here my friend, I was able to save her memories. I hope they help you with your new life.' Then next my mind was flooded with memories, though they were dull and faded and short clips of important events in Gilda's life. I could recall these memories but they felt off and like they were dreams. But my mind pulled up the available memories of what the blue mare was talking about, hazy memories of being bullied greatly for my....I mean Gilda's small size and clumsiness at the beginning of flight camp where even the instructors laughed at me....her.

You know what even though I remember my life as a human much better than Gilda's life I am now her so what happened to her then basically happened to me now that I have her memories. Cooing comfortingly to my new pony friend and trying to give her nuzzles as best I could in my state. I croaked out another couple words for her as I said "Shhh it's ok Rainbow. Everything is going to be ok" Which she just nods as she holds me careful of my injuries as my new predatory nose was filled with her lovely scent. Even her BO wasn't bad to smell really I mean it wasn't entirely pleasent but it wasn't overripe like others'.

As I held the mare in my grasp taking in her loving hug and warm scent I began to feel a warmth settle in my lower belly along with a growing emptiness. It was then that I realized I was getting turned on by this pony's scent. Quickly I searched my new memories and found that the old Gilda has had a crush on Rainbow since she first saved her.

They also let me learn that futas while not unheard of, were often only seen as abominations by the rest of Gryphon Culture. That gave me new insight as to why Gilda was in Equestria instead of the Gryphon Dominion since the ponies were said to be more accepting and tolerant of differences. Only Gilda seems to have learned that this tolerance is only for ponies, which nearly broke her.

So one day at the edge of Cloudsdale, Gilda the Gryphon was contemplating her lot in life when suddenly a gust of wind blew the cloud out from under her. She quickly screamed and began to fall towards the greenery below with her wings locked to her sides from fear. Only to be saved at the last moment by a cyan blur that was in fact Rainbow Dash.

RD then brought the small gryphon chick back up to the place she fell from and asked if she was ok. After a little bit of silence from the chick Rainbow finally got her to open up. And boy was she surprised when she heard that the chick before her also had cub parts and that she was kicked from her home and nation for being born that way. That her fellow ponies were picking on her or calling her names for what she was simply because she wasn't a pony.

Dash gave the quivering and sobbing gryphon a sudden hug and told her 'Don't worry G, I'll always be your friend and come what may I'll always have your back'

A promise that Gilda was hoping would help her now that they were grown up, and she just got removed from her family for good. She really needed a caring friend to help her deal with never having her family be her family anymore. To deal with the pain of knowing they hate what she is so much they won't even allow her to be part of their family. That also leads to Gilda living on the streets of Gryphonstone for the past few months before she was considering ending her life when she remembered the only two beings on the planet that were ever willing to be her friends.

That insight let me know why Gilda was in Ponyville and why she was so easily agitated by Pinkie Pie when she wanted to spend time with Rainbow Dash. This all was going on inside my newly feathered head as I tried to comfort and calm down the distraught pony.

Soon she had cried herself to sleep and with a show of strength even with my weakened new body I deftly moved her to my right side and covered her with the blanket that was over me and as I laid there I felt her cuddle against my back spooning me with me as the small spoon. It was like this that I fell asleep on my first night in Equestria, though it was to be a dreamless night thanks to the medication, so I wouldn't be meeting the Goddess of the Night just yet.