BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! I struggle to open my eyes and slap my hand over my phone before quickly silencing my alarm and shuffle out of bed. It seems to be morning if the small rays of light shining through the blinds are anything to go by.

After a few moments I stumble down towards the living room still barely conscious, however something quickly catches my attention as I gaze around noticing neither of my parents are awake yet. After another few moments I decide to grab breakfast and enter the kitchen but as soon as I reach towards the cabinets I'm snapped awake as I realize they are out of reach.

"What, how the hell did I get shorter?!?" I yelled out before quickly clasping my hands over my mouth in shock, why is my voice higher pitched? I sound like an 8 year old and that's clearly wrong I'm 22. I quickly rush towards the bathroom and stare at the full length mirror attached to the back of the door. This is clearly the worst choice I've made today as all I see is some small child with pale skin, white hair, light blue eyes with a much deeper blue limbal ring. She's wearing a black and white gothic dress with red highlights, and I very much am not an 8 year old goth child. After several moments of increasingly shallow breaths and a rising panic I notice 4 black tentacles emerge from behind the child, wait no me, they emerged from behind me and each "Looks" towards me as a feeling of concern radiates from my back I quickly notice one is holding a black doll shaped like a dog towards me. For some inexplicable reason I grab the doll from the tentacle with extreme urgency and suddenly my panic begins to fade as a feeling of calm begins to fill my head.

Why would this doll make me feel calm is beyond me at the moment as I look back towards the mirror and begin examining myself. I quickly come to two realizations, one is that I am absolutely adorable and the second is that the tentacles on my back seem to have relaxed somewhat and seem to be looking around at my surroundings with curiosity.

I could feel a desire to comfort me and a motherly care and love radiating from all four tentacles in my back. It strangely made me even calmer and helped to ground me from the remnants of my previously present panic. After a few moments of silence staring at the tentacles they all focused back onto me which caused me to blush slightly and look away from the mirror finally.

After shaking my head a few times I began muttering. "OK, calm down Dakota you've only become a small child with strange tentacles coming out of her.... Her? Oh god I'm a girl!" It suddenly struck me that not only was my body younger but also female. This was definitely going to take a while to get used to, but I decided to stop thinking about my new body and focus on the fact that I haven't heard either of my parents getting up yet.

Deciding to walk upstairs and open the door to my parents room on the opposite side of the hallway from my own room only to find it void of any living beings. I quickly squeezed the doll in my arms and walked back downstairs lost in thought over what exactly was going on when several loud knocks came from the front door.

I took several deep breaths before walking up to the door and opening the front door. I saw three... Ponies? One had a yellow coat and red mane with a red bow in its mane, to her right was one with a white coat and two tone lavender and pink mane with what looked like a horn on its head, and next to that one was an orange one with a purple mane and a pair of wings. We all stared back at each other silently for several moments before I looked up and saw several other "Ponies" all staring at me frozen in place. I slowly looked back down to the three pony like creatures on my front porch and mumbled "What the hell." They stared at me looking just as shocked as I felt. After a few moments I quickly slammed the door shut and slumped to the floor placing my hands over my face and sighing loudly wondering just what was going on as several panicked shouts rang out from behind the door.

-Third Person Begin-

"What was that thing!?!" Scootaloo shouted. "Ah don't know girls. But maybe we should get Fluttershy? That thing seemed kinda jumpy." Applebloom quickly said. "Whatever it was, my sister would go crazy if she saw its clothes. Did you see the dress it was wearing?" Sweetiebelle added. "Maybe we could get our cutie marks in helping it?" Scootaloo asked looking at her two friends." I don't think so, Scootaloo. Do you remember what happened when we tried to get our cutie marks in taking care of animals? My sister is still upset over the mud from Applejacks pigs." "Yeah this might be beyond us girls. Let's go get Fluttershy." Applebloom said nodding sagely before the three of them rushed off towards Fluttershy's cottage.

-Third Person Over-

After several deep breaths I stand back up and ponder what I hear, it sounded like talking, kind of a mix of German and French if I where to take a guess. After a few moments longer I look around and decide to peek out of the blinds of a front window in my home and look at the surroundings outside. It looks like a medieval village almost with the thatch roofs on many buildings however I notice that some appear to be shops with shingles on their roofs or just flat stone. As I'm observing the new surroundings of my home I spot what appears to be a tree with doors and balconies on it. After several moments I notice a purple pony with a horn peering at me with a telescope, I decide to gingerly wave and give a half smile causing it to open its mouth in what I assume is a gasp before its engulfed in a purple flash and disappears.

I just stare dumbfounded at the spot for several seconds before I hear a scream behind me. I turn around and see one of the tentacles holding the purple pony off the ground it quickly begins speaking in the strange language looking at me with wide scared eyes. I just stare blankly for several moments with a cocked head before saying "What?" The pony seems confused at what I said before slowly speaking several more words towards me in a slower more controlled voice looking between me and the tentacles.

I look over to the tentacle holding her and ask "Uhm... Could you let it down? I don't think it wants to hurt me." I feel hesitance and annoyance pointed towards the purple pony coming from the tentacle that is holding her for several seconds before it unceremoniously drops it to the floor.

After the purple pony stands back up I decide to look her over, she has a dark blue mane with a purple and pink highlight and a violet coat. I decide to call her Spark for now considering how many sparkles and sparks I saw when she pulled her teleporting trick I also noticed that her voice seems feminine. I notice Sparks horn begin to glow as she begins speaking again before one of the tentacles grabs a hold of her horn causing the glow to disappear and a look of confusion spread across her face. I look at the offending tentacle and gently tap it. The tentacle in question quickly lets go of her horn but hovers ominously close "staring" at her.

Spark begins to talk again but I just turn towards the door and point towards it and look at her with a look of annoyance. After a few moments of staring at me Spark's eyes widen and she looks around probably realizing she just broke into my house.

I turn back towards the door and open it only to come face to face with a yellow coated pony with a pink mane. It was then I noticed that I was at least a head shorter then either pony currently near me. I looked up into the blue eyes of the pony in front of me with a bit of hesitation, only for the pony to give a small gentle smile and say a few words very softly to me. It seems she recognized my hesitance quickly and wanted to put me at ease, after several seconds of her incomprehensible words I noticed the three ponies from earlier behind this pony along with the fact that she had wings.

It was as I was looking back towards the yellow pony that my stomach decided to inform me and every nearby living being that I had not eaten breakfast yet. The yellow pony froze as soon as the growl from my stomach began before looking towards me nervously. I decided to just wave the four ponies at my front door in and walk towards the kitchen to get some food.

As I walked towards the kitchen I heard Spark and the yellow pony, I guess I'll call her butter for now, talking to each other in what seemed a mostly casual greeting. I walked into the kitchen and looked towards the four tentacles on my back and asked "You guys wouldn't happen to be amazing cooks, would you?" I suddenly felt a swell of pride and cockiness from all four as they quickly darted around the kitchen preparing what smelled like chocolate chip pancakes.

After a few minutes they finished and laid out a massive plate of pancakes in the middle of the dining table and put five plates out at different chair. I quickly sat down and placed several on my plate and looked back to the tentacles "Could one of you get syrup?" One quickly darted into the fridge and brought me some syrup which I quickly coated my pancakes in.

The second I took a bite my eyes widened and a loud moan came from my throat, these where the best pancakes I'd ever tasted, you could quite literally taste the love and care that went into making them. Noticing my reaction to the food Spark and Butter quickly approached the table with curious gazes before purple's horn glowed and one of the pancakes floated to her mouth. The second she bit down the gasp and moan of pleasure she made could easily have one questioning exactly what was happening in this kitchen.

Seeing purples enjoyment of the fluffy disks the other four ponies sat down and hesitantly grabbed some as well. Several questionable noises later and everyone was enjoying the delightful morsels of syrupy chocolaty goodness these tentacles made.

I looked up at the four tentacles curiously as I pondered how strange it was to have four appendages each operating separately from you. I could somewhat feel their emotions I believe, and as I brushed a hand over one I noticed that I could even feel sensation from them even if it was a bit muted.

After several more moments looking over the four tentacles I was beginning to get bored and decided to walk towards the living room wondering where my parents where. As soon as I began to try and think where they would be a sudden realization struck me. I couldn't remember a single thing about either of my parents, not faces, names, or even what they sounded like. A sudden feeling of dread and panic began to seep into my mind and these thoughts began to swirl around and my mind began adding even more questions like 'why I was a small girl suddenly?' and 'why I was in some pony world?'

Before I could begin to truly panic one of the tentacles gently patted my head and another pushed the doll I had sat down when I was eating back into my arms causing a sense of ease to settle back into my mind. It was strange how comforting I found this doll even if I had never seen it before.

I found myself standing in front of the bookshelf in the living room as a tentacle retrieved a photo album from said bookshelf. After the tentacle sat the photo album on the coffee table I took a seat on the couch and began flipping through the pages.

The first page had a young girl with Brown hair and bright blue eyes with a pale complexion standing smiling between a man and woman with several other adults and children on both sides of the first two adults. The next few photos showed fewer and fewer family members standing besides them before it was just the original girl and the two adults, the woman was sitting down looking much thinner and paler. The next photo was just the young girl with a small smile on her face, but her eyes told a different story, that of someone who had lost everything. Next to her was the woman, now in a wheelchair and looking extremely thin with a faint smile on her face. Written under it where the words.

Goodbye Momma

I noticed several wet spots on the album and cocked my head in confusion before turning to the last page. It contained only a single image of the same girl, now with white hair and much paler with four familiar tentacles coming from her back and a smile like that of a survivor who had been rescued and was heading home. Under this photo where the words.

Momma's back

After a few moments I noticed the ponies seem to be talking near me and sounded concerned I looked up to see Spark approach me gently before looking towards the photo album with a curious look. I simply shrugged and stood back up and stretched curious where the water had come from earlier. After several moments I heard a stuttered word and looked over to see purple with a hoof over her mouth on the verge of tears. She said several words in a shaky voice before picking up the photo album in her levitation magic glow and walking quickly outside towards the tree.

The other four seemed confused for several moments before looking over to me with a curious look. I simply shrugged and looked between the four of them before the white coated pony said something to the other three with orange and Bow nodding quickly and Butter looking unsure.

I decided to call white squeaky as her voice squeaked pretty often, orange would be Buzz because her wings seemed to buzz when she started talking excitedly, and yellow with a bow would be Bow for obvious reasons.

After several more moments of the three small ponies chatting animatedly and seemingly ignoring Butter they suddenly rushed towards me and grabbed my legs and drug me out my door. I desperately clawed the floor and all four tentacles radiated amusement at how quickly I was overpowered by three ponies smaller then me. Butter let out a startled noise but hesitantly followed as the three drug me to a fate unknown to me.

Author's Note

I've loved this story for a very long time and am glad that aterriblewriter has given me permission to rewrite their story. art is Credited to my best friend Starlight
The next few chapters will take a little bit as I have to prepare for a major work even on the 14th after that I should have plenty of time to keep writing.