The Magicless Adventures of Anon

“Alright Luna, show me what you have learned so far.”

“Yes!”

Luna sits on the ground of the giant training mat you manifested taking a quiz.

You see a gray ball appear and change into and orange. Then it slowly morphs into an apple, then it holds that shape. As you watch on you note strong concentration on Luna’s face as she focuses with her eyes shut.

Slowly the apple gains more details and starts to smell like an apple. A crude apple tree pops up near you both, but soon disappears. As does the worm that grew out of the apple. She still needs focus training but at least she is correcting her mistakes.

After several minutes it is done and falls to the mat. Good, she remembered gravity.

Luna peaks open a half-lidded eye as she pants. You walk over, pick up the apple and toss it up and down. A little on the heavy side, but acceptable. Smells right, feels about right, and you take a large bite without hesitation. After chewing, for a little while you swallow and hear a coinciding gulp from Luna’s direction.

“Image great, transformation is complete, manifestation… slower but ok, taste and feel are good…. Hmm, B+. Just work on the concentration and you’ll be fin-….”

You look over to see Luna with a huge smile on her face!

“Does this mean I can get started on the ‘Next Level’?!?”

“Yeah,” you chuckle a little, “I suppose it does.”

Luna clears her throat and tries to put on a stern expression but her tail wags like a puppy’s.

“I am ready Teacher.”

“Luna, this is an extremely dangerous skill I am about to teach you. We have been working on solid transformation and manifestations for a reason. Have you been meditating your sense of self like I had taught you?”

“Yes Teacher! I have done so daily!”

“Tonight, I will start teaching one of the most dangerous things that I know how to do. I learned this skill out of necessity. I don’t remember my original name, I don’t know if this is what I looked like before coming here, I don’t remember learning this skill, I don’t even remember if I was originally male or female… But I do know one important thing. I am ‘ME’.”

“My body is me but not ‘ME’. I am more than my body. Some call it a ‘soul’, a ‘mind’, an ‘ego’… But I don’t care for other labels or what you wish to call it. I know that even if all my memories are gone, if my body disappeared… none of that will stop ‘ME’ from existing.

Having this sense of ‘ME’ is fundamentally important for self-transformations. It is the anchor that keeps you from loosing your sense of self. It can act as a bridge to sanity in the most desperate of situations. It can stop you from panicking, and in the dream world, it can make things, impossible in reality, happen. Do you understand?”

“… I, think so? Tis quite a lot to take in.”

“That is why I had you promise to not use these skills alone unless I allowed it. If your sense of self falters in my mind, I can force you back to your original form to help maintain your ‘ME’. I will now demonstrate.”

You take deep breaths and calm your mind.

In… out…

You start to float in the void.

In… out…

You focus on your heartbeat.

In… out…

You are more than your body.

In… out…

You are ‘ME’.

In… out…

Your arms start to thicken.

In… out…

You know What shape this form will take.

In… out…

Your limbs start to blunt as your fingers recede.

In… out…

It’s fine because you are ‘Me’.

In… out…

Your legs do the same.

In… out…

As your toes start to disappear.

In… out…

No more stubbed toes for you in this new form.

In… out…

Your fingers are gone but the base is hard.

In… out…

Your hooves are soft and fluffy on the frogs.

In… out…

Your jaw extends with your face.

In… out…

You feel your tailbone extending, but it feels good so that is fine.

In… out…

You grow fur all over your body.

In… out…

Your muscles are growing to match your new form.

In… out…

Your muzzle is long, but you resist making the obvious joke.

In… out…

Your teeth are blunt and good for grinding hay.

In… out…

You are strong and somewhat cute.

In… out…

You grow a mane that is cut short and spiked like a mohawk.

In… out…

You feel your nostrils flare with your breath.

In… out…

Your tail is just above the ground as you walk.

In… out…

Your cutie-mark is a question mark.

In… out…

You have lime green fur.

In… out…

Your mane is a darker forest green.

In… out…

You are not wearing clothing.

In… out…

That is ok as you have a sheath to cover your privacy.

In… out…

You land upright on your four legs.

In… out…

“I am still ‘ME’.” You tell Luna with a smile.

You gesture with a hoof and wink as Luna stands there with her mouth hanging open.

“I purposefully slowed down the transformation for you to see.” You clap your forehooves together while rearing up and you are back to your green human self in a puff of smoke.

“For the next few months, we will focus on partial self-transformations. Your first test will be to press this big red button… with one of your human fingers.”

“Y-Yes Teacher!”

“Very good! Let’s get started…” You say as you shift back into your pony form. You proceed to generate fingers one at a time then back to a hoof. This is going to be interesting.