Chapter 1

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“We should be in Ponyville in a couple minutes Mr… um, Miss Saotome?” Hay Bale says from the front of the wagon.

I don’t answer.

I’m sitting with my hands around my knees inside the sparsely filled wagon, the young colt, sitting with an arm around me on one of the two simple mattresses used for sleeping.

Yep, I said colt.

Not only did I find out I’m in freaking Equestria, of all places, but the one I’d thought was a girl, Apple Buck, is actually just a very feminine looking colt.

And, yes, I’m saying colt, not boy.

Apparently, this Equestria is a humanlike Equestria, where ponies pretty much look like humans aside from the ears, tails and skin colour, with their Cutie Marks appearing on their right shoulder instead of their thighs and that unicorns have a tiny nub-like horns on their foreheads and the pegasi have wings on their backs.

Not only that, but, according to my new traveling companions, despite the fact they all look human, ponies and other races that I’m guessing look human still refer to themselves as ponies, griffons, dragons, etc.

All of that is hard enough to process without the knowledge that I’m now Ranma freaking Saotome and have his curse to boot.

I’m still in girl form because, with the fact we’ll have to walk through the rain once we arrive at Sweet Apple Acres, there’s no point trying to boil some water to change me back… other than keeping my sanity in check, but that’s apparently not important enough.

I explained things as best I could to my new traveling companions about my situation, about Ranma and the Jusenkyo Curse and how the character fell into the spring called Nyanniuchuan, Spring of Drowned Girl and how, now that I’m stuck as Ranma, I’m afflicted with the same curse.

Apple Buck looks at me with confusion, before glancing down, clearly trying to choose his words carefully.

“Is… Is it real?”

I glance up at him half-heartedly. “Huh?” I ask, inwardly frowning as I hear girl type Ranma’s voice leaving my lips.

Even after talking for a whole hour as I explained everything I could while Hay Bale took us back in the direction they’d been coming from when we met up, towards Ponyville, hearing that voice coming out my mouth still feels unsettling.

Apple Buck, or Bucky for short, looks up. “Well, Ah was jus’ wonderin’… if’n those springs existed here, in Equestria, couldn’ ya just find one that could turn ya back int’ a... um, man fer good?”

I stare at him for a moment, before giving a dry, bitter chuckle. “Ha. Nope. Wouldn’t work. Not only do I doubt Jusenkyo exists in this world, taking a dip in the Spring of Drowned Man or Boy wouldn’t rid me of this curse. I’d just be replacing one curse with another.”

That was honestly one big flaw about Ranma ½ I never understood.

Ranma and all the others cursed by the springs, at points every now and then would talk about going back to China to find the Springs of Drowned Man and Girl, so Ranma and the other men could return to permanent men and Shampoo, the only girl afflicted by the Junsenkyo Curse, could return to normal by curing their curses… even though that wouldn’t be the case at all.

They’d literally just be trading the curses they already had for new ones.

For Ranma and the men, they’d still not be normal. Whenever splashed with cold water, they’d turned into a completely different man.

And the same with Shampoo. Whenever she would get splashed with cold water, sure, she wouldn’t turn into a cat, but she’d essentially change into a Shampoo version of girl type Ranma.

So, with that in mind, I can’t end this curse, even if Jusenkyo is real in this world.

“Oh,” I glance at Bucky at the dejected tone is his voice, seeing him looking down sadly at the floor. “That’s too bad.”

I frown at him in confusion. “Why? Do you wanna jump in Nyanniuchuan?”

He gives me an odd look, before seeming to remember what that meant and shakes his head. “Actually, Ah was hopin’ Ah could find a Spring o’ Drowned Stallion.”

My confusion doubles. “You… lost me there, buddy.”

Bucky indicates to himself. “When ya first met us, ya thought Ah was a filly. Everypony does. Ah don’t look like a colt nor sound like one. Never have. When I was born, the doctors didn’t even realize Ah was a colt at first.”

I give a playful smirk. “What? Looking down below wasn’t enough proof for them?”

He doesn’t smile back. “All my life, Ah’ve wan’ed t’ look like a colt. Pa’s ashamed o’ me. He don’t say it, but Ah know he is. He’d rather a son who looks like a son, not a daughter.”

At once, I scowl. “Hey! Don’t go putting words in other people, um, ponies mouths!”

He looks up at me as I stand, fists clenched.

“Dads, real dads, love their children no matter what they look like!” I put a hand to my chest, wincing for a moment as I smush my breasts, before shaking it off and moving on. “From what I’ve seen of your father, he loves you just as you are, Bucky. He doesn’t care that you look more like a filly than a colt. All he cares about is you and your happiness.”

Bucky looks to me with shock.

I point at him. “Bucky, you looking like a filly is nothing to be ashamed off. I mean, you live in Equestria, for crying out loud. Mares outnumber stallions and are the freaking rulers. Do you think anypony would look down on the princesses if it turned out they were actually stallions who simply look like mares?”

Bucky clearly think for a few moments, blushing, likely having just pictured the princesses as stallions, before shaking his head firmly. “Not in a million years.”

I nod, holding up a fist. “Exactly. Here in Equestria, being a mare or mare like in appearance isn’t shunned like back in my world. It’s the norm. Anypony who says otherwise are the ones out of the norm, not you.”

There’s silence for a moment, broken only by the sounds of the wagon as Hay Bale continuing to pull it up the road and the pitter patter of the rain.

Bucky smiles up at me, nodding. “Thanks, urm… Ranma.” He says, hesitating for a moment.

I shake my head, waving a hand as I move to sit down again.

Try as I might, I can’t remember my real name. Whatever the being who sent me hear did, it erased my real name from my mind, leaving only Ranma in its place, so, Ranma it’ll have to be.

The wagon suddenly stops and we move to the door, stepping out.

Glancing around through the rain, the Brony in me is brimming with excitement as I look around at the picket fences, rows and rows of apple trees in the distance and the barn house before us.

Hay Bale walks up to the front door, myself and Bucky hurrying over to join him.

The door’s opened by a huge man, bigger than Hay Bale, wearing jeans and no shirt.

Thankfully, from the red skin, green half an apple Cutie Mark on his right shoulder and blonde hair and tail, I can tell it’s Big Mac.

The stallion sees who’s standing there and smirks. “Eeyup.”

He moves aside, indicating for us to come in.

Bucky and I share a snicker as Hay Bale sighs and we walk in.

As I reach Big Mac, however, he cocks an eyebrow, it only just registering to me that I stand out like a sore thumb, especially since Big Mac would know I wasn’t with the other two before.

“It’s… a long story,” I say.

Big Mac nods and I go passed him.

I don’t see where Hay Bale and Bucky go, but as I walk into the warm living room, I see a girl a year or two younger than I am sitting on a green rug, playing with a dog I recognize as Winona.

It’s pretty obvious from the long red hair and tail, yellow skin and pink bow in her hair that it’s Apple Bloom.

I was honestly expecting her to be wearing the same as her Equestria Girls counterpart, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.

She’s wearing a pink shirt and a pair of jeans shorts.

Judging by the lack of a Cutie Mark on her shoulder, I’m guessing I’m in an Equestria before Crusaders of the Lost Mark.

Winona suddenly seems to notice me and barks excitedly, leaping out of Apple Bloom’s grip and running over to me.

I lean down and scratch the dog behind the ears, giving a small smile.

“Who’re you?” I look up as the yellow girl gets up and walks over, giving me a curious look.

Inwardly sighing, I stand up, extending a hand. “Ranma Saotome. Pleased to meet you.”

“Well, Miss Ranma, is it?” another voice interjects as we shake, causing us to glance to the stairs as a tall woman (mare, I really need to get that into my head) walks down them and towards us.

Her skin’s a strong orange, her blonde mane and tail tied up. She’s wearing a plaid red and dark red shirt and jeans, a trio of apples on her shoulder. Her chest is pretty impressive.

I don’t mean to look, but, it’s not like I can just not see them.

She’s not as big as mine, humbling as I bet that must be, but there’s still decently sized.

I take my hand back and rub my neck. “Honestly, I don’t know at this point. It’s probably best to refer to me as whatever form I’m in at the time.”

Applejack nods, no doubt informed, if briefly, by Hay Bale or Bucky, though Apple Bloom gives a confused look between the two of us.

Applejack nods, indicating upstairs with her thumb. “Go shower and then we’ll fix ya some grub. Ah left out a pair o’ mah old clothes fr’m when Ah was yer age.”

I glance at Apple Bloom’s. She has to be in her early teens, so I can’t be much older than her, so why not lend me a spare of hers? I mean, I guess my chest would be too big, but, still, I find it odd AJ just assumed to give me a spare of her own instead of her sister’s.

Deciding not to push it, I thank Applejack and head upstairs and start showering.

The moment the hot water envelops me, I feel my body change.

I’d spent so long as girl type Ranma, it actually takes me by surprise as I feel everything change and the sensations that follow.

“This is going to take some getting used to,” I sigh, before getting to cleaning myself.

Once I’m clean, I step out of the shower and reach for the pyjamas Applejack leant me, before I pause, glancing down at myself.

Applejack leant me these with my girl type form in mind. Would they fit boy type?

Sighing in annoyance, I get back into the shower and turn on the cold water, yelping as the cold water hits my skin, my voice changing mid yelp.

I step back out, shivering slightly and quickly dry myself so I can put on the nightwear.

Heading downstairs, I find Hay Bale and Bucky sitting at the table, a warm bowl of soup in front of each, along with a bowl clearly meant for me.

“So, how do they… fit?” Apple Bloom’s voice makes me glance behind me, before looking down to my chest, which is straining against the buttoned shirt.

“A… b-b-bit tight,” I say, my face beat red. “B-b-but it fits.” Considering how tight they are, it’s pretty clear now any Apple Bloom could have leant me definitely would not have fit.

As we eat, Applejack asks me to give the full story and I do, to the of my best abilities.

As I do, she gets an odd look of recognition in her eyes, but doesn’t elaborate when I ask.

She simply tells me she’ll take me to speak with Twilight tomorrow, since the rain’s too bad now to go and it’s already close to evening anyway.

I agree that that’s probably the best course of action right now.

We can talk to Twilight, she’ll talk to Celestia and Celestia will probably be the best choice to find a way to send me back to my world, preferably as the old me instead of Ranma.

Author's Note

So, Ranma's now at AJ's and going to Twilight's in the morning.

Ranma will be rather surprised to learn when in the timeline he/she is... along with a few other things of interest.

You'll have to wait for the next update to learn more though.

As i stated last chapter, we had to put down our dog, Jack, 3 days ago, so updating stuff isn't something i'm feeling up to right now and i mainly did this to get it off my chest until i can feel like updating again.

Jack was 17, so pretty old. He would've been 18 next month, but we felt it was the humane thing to put him down since he was clearly in pain and not happy.

I'll miss you, Jack.

Anyway, on a lighter note, regarding this fic. anyone who's watched or read Ranma 1/2 knows how... lax, shall we say, that series was on censorship, so expect the same with this story.

Ranma's going to find themself in plenty of situations people wouldn't even dream of ending up in here in the real world.

WIll any other ascepts from Ranma 1/2 be in the story aside from Ranma him/herself?

Not technically. there will be no Ryoga Hibiki or Shampoo (that'd be even weirder for Ranma, since she knows Spike and Shampoo are both voiced by Cathy Wesluck) and so on.

Will there be a Tatewaki Kuno? Hmm, not in name, anyway

Basically, this fic will be very loose with censorship. boobs being exposed, talk of sex, you name it, no punches are being pulled here.

Ranma's Manga and show didn't pull any punches and neither will i.

If you think Peni Parker's been shocked by the world she's in, Ranma's gonna be floored.

Though, of course, no actually sex will happen between anyone under 18. talk and accidentally catching it is all that will happen.

Hope you enjoyed the story so far and are looking forward to more and, til next time, stay safe, stay clean, love your pets with everything you have and see you later everybody