Norfolk is, indeed, a place in North America. In fact, there are probably several towns called Norfolk in the United States, but we are going to focus on one particular Norfolk today, and that is the one in Virginia that is not particularly far from both a Navy Base and a major Civil War battle. The below section is what I had to say about it last time a story took place there;
Our story focuses on a place called Norfolk, in Virginia, which, like any self respecting town, had once been the headquarters of the Norfolk and Western Railroad. Well, not all towns could be the headquarters of the Norfolk and Western Railroad, as only one town could possibly do that, and that town was most certainly Norfolk. No, like any self respecting town, it needed a railroad running through it. And this meant that many rail tours ran through it, usually headed by a certain Norfolk and Western J Class. That’s right, 611.
Now that I have that piece of exposition out of the way, we find ourselves once again in that ill fated shopping mall that was in the center of town. A vast glass building, filled with many interesting shops and restaurants (as well as an exceptionally good milkshake bar frequented by the youth of the area in great numbers and many times a day), as well as chilling space in all senses of the word, as the air conditioning was exceptionally powerful.
Jimmy, was, as usual, there, today. I have no idea why I am overusing commas so much, but that's entirely somebody else's prerogative, to be honest. As he wandered along the boulevard, Mozart's Musical Joke K522 echoing over the speakers, he walked past a place he had been previously in this very mall.
It was a purveyor of jewelry and other useful items, such as watches, sticks, paper plates, and many such useful things. With the exception of those last items, as a jeweler would probably not sell those. Jimmy had forgotten the incident as it had happened one year ago, with the man who sold the world. Let us have another flashback.
On this day, he decided to wander into a jewelry shop, for some strange reason. Maybe he needed a new watch, or something like that. As he was browsing the wares, he suddenly came across something that looked very, very familiar.
It was a tiara. A tiara, for those who do not know, is a crown, specifically designed for wearing by female members of royalty. Though what one was doing here was a mystery to this day.
Jimmy peered at it for a while, trying to figure out where he had seen it before. He knew it from somewhere. But where was it?
"It’s a fine specimen that,” said a voice. Jimmy looked over and saw the shop proprietor, a man with black hair and a blue suit and red tie. He looked oddly familiar too.
"Where’d you get it?” Jimmy asked.
"It was shipped in a few weeks back,” the owner smiled. "It’s yours for 50 dollars if that’s what you wish.”
Jimmy took some money out, though why he did, I, as the narrator, have absolutely no idea, as a fellow of his age would (probably) have no need for such a thing.
Nonetheless, he did so, and gave it to the owner.
"Thank ya very much,” he replied, and watched as Jimmy walked off. "Thank ya very much indeed...”
Notice that I had to edit the brown text out, as otherwise it would break site rules. But there we are. Jimmy decided to step inside once more, and then saw that on the wall was something of import to him. It was a golden necklace, made of many beads seemingly made of solid gold (although it was probably a gold and bronze composite of some description).
"Ah, fancy seeing you again!" said a familiar voice. Jimmy turned around to see the man with the dodgy tie again. "I remember the last time you were in my store!"
"You do?" Jimmy replied. "Because I don't. But I have something I wish to purchase. This here golden item, if you please."
The man smiled. "Of course. I'll give you a discount to $75 dollars."
Jimmy, not noticing the spoofing of bad displacement writing, handed over the money. "Well, sir, here you go. See you around!"
The man smiled as Jimmy walked out. He then went to his telephone when Jimmy was out of earshot. "Hello? Get me the pony version of myself. Yes? She'll be with you very soon. Oh yes. Fine specimen I sold. The gold will be appreciated by her ladyship, I reckon..."
Jimmy headed away with his purchase, proudly contained within a bag, which was hidden from sight so nobody could even think of stealing it from him, as that would be very silly.
And we all know that is not permitted, don't we.
So, off we go and wander into the parking lot. Jimmy sat down in his car, remembering to shut the door after he was in, and then drove off, the smoke pouring from his exhaust as he sped off down the highway towards his home.
He parked outside his home at the end of a very long day, and walked in through the door and closed it behind him, with a bang. He then walked to his table and layed the bag down, looking at the contents of the bag inside and holding it to observe it.
As he looked at it closely, and placed it upon his shoulders and around his neck, he did not notice anything going on. The device was producing an aura around him that rendered him unable to perceive any changes, and the object set about rewriting his memories as things progressed.
His rear began to shift and grow larger, followed by his legs getting shorter as his entire body shrank in size to the proportions of a horse. A very small horse. Moments after that, his feet were reduced to hooves as his pants and shoes and socks and other things vanished. Luckily, his manhood was taken care of before anything could be seen. A purple tail, in many shades, popped out of her rear as her body arched forward into a quadrapetal stance.
Jimmy, of course, didn't see anything, or feel anything, as the field prevented her from detecting anything. As her barrel swelled in size and two blobs attached themselves to her underside, her rear legs shifted to pony legs with inverted joints. And then it went onwards, as pink fur materialized upon her. Her arms changed into front legs with the inversion of her elbows, and her hands had become a pair of hooves by this point.
Memories of a snobbish, utterly stuck up aristocrat replaced the former memories as her neck elongated, and the hair on her head was pulled back into a purple mane of varying shades. She still had a shirt- an utterly stupid looking turquoise shirt that had puffed out sleeves and a golden back with purple gems.
Her eyes turned blue, and her mouth and nose moved forward into a muzzle in such a way that it looked like she'd suffered a severe Botox overdose. A pair of pony ears appeared as the process finished, and Spoiled Rich found herself in a field.
In the distance, Diamond Tiara was talking to those disgusting Crusaders. Well, she would put them in their place! She strode over to them, and marshaled her voice and used the two words that would strike fear into the heart of her rebellious daughter.
"Diamond Tiara!"
Author's Note
So yeah.... Spoiled Rich... I know I'm going to get some backlash of why I ended up transforming into her seeing as she was the one that caused her daughter, aka Diamond Tiara, to be mean throughout the first 5 seasons when DT was a major supporting character. 
Nevertheless though... here is some good decent fan art of Spoiled Rich not being, well, snooty. 
Two interesting things to note as of my transformation into Spoiled Rich:
She is the 150th Character that I have transformed into for my Transformation career. =3
She is the 4th MLP Mother Character that I have transformed into thus far, the first three being as followed:
Queen Novo (aka her Seapony Form and of course being Princess Skystar's Mother :3):
Of which that transformation is featured here:
TSeapony Stories Volume 2: Under the Sea
We are Tied to the Ocean... -John F. Kennedy
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Pear Butter (aka Applejack's Mother):
Of which that transformation is featured here:
TSomething Peachy
Where did this jar come from?
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and Ocean Flow (aka her Seapony Form and of course being Silverstream and Terramar's Mother):
Of which that transformation is also featured here as well:
TSeapony Stories Volume 3: Go with the Flow
Off to sea what we can see in the sea!
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So yeah.... 4 MLP Mothers that I have transformed into so far. Not a bad record for me thus far. :)
