A change of worlds

6 days, 23 hours and 57 minutes, almost exactly 1 week. I’ve been stuck here in this place of fucking ponies. A bronies dream, right? Hell even I have had a few convictions about what I would do if I woke up in Equestria, visiting the mane six, but no here I am sat alone in the Everfree forest watching my phone countdown to midnight, got to be honest with you... Equestria sucks, really think about it, you wake up either as well, you and you’re stuck in a land of ponies, and well we human have our needs in more than one way. Food, I like me some vegetables but it needs meat and ponies don’t eat meat. Lack of technology, we humans have become way too reliant on the TV. Toilets, I haven’t really had too much of a problem with this so far I’ll tell you why in a bit. Prepare yourself, the elephant in the room is about to be addressed, wait for it... Sex, yes sex think about it the only thing to well, fuck are ponies and gryphons last I checked that it beastiality (You know that actually the correct spelling bestiality, I didn’t) and that is, umm bad, so ye don’t do it. And I know the weird part of the bronies that would love to have that opportunity and frankly they scare me, a lot.

But anyway the other thing that could happen is you wake up as a pony and well this provides more problems and I’m kind of stuck in this position, I’m actually stuck in a worse position.

“Fuck you Celestia and your hate for changelings!” Yeah I’m a changeling, have been for a week now, can’t leave the Everfree unless more then likely I’ll be cut down where I stand or worse. What’s that ‘why don’t I just turn in to a pony I mean I am a changeling, right?’ WRONG! That’s one of the problems with waking up as a pony (Or changeling) you have to learn to walk all over again, and it's really hard. I mean it doesn’t seem too bad I’ve seen horses and dogs walking about before, and it is a simple thing to get going but after 22 years of walking on two legs you get use to it, then trying to add two more legs is a pain! Took me four days to get the walking thing down. It’s hard to explain why it so hard, instinct I think, but that’s the easy bit I also need to learn how to fly WITH bug wings. I don’t know how bug fly with these things, three days and all I’ve achieved is a felling of what I think Scootaloo feels every time she... well does anything, complete and utter failure! Huh that was kind of harsh. Well anyway the whole magic thing is way beyond me right now so, ye so no shape shifting for now.

But in this whole week was not just spent learning to walk and fail, I did find Ponyville and it’s a lot bigger that the show gives it credit for, also build a camp to you know to not die. It’s working so far.

So here I am stuck in Equestria as a changeling who can’t fly, change or use magic yet somehow I still have my iPod and phone with no signal, imagine my surprise, I barely know how to walk, can't run very fast yet and have a circle of stones as my 'campsite'.

“Worst week ever.” And I still needed to find a source of food, well love, at this point I had no idea how I was still alive a week without food, both the actual food and love. It feels like I’m part of some shitty fanfic. “Wait a minute... Nah just my imagination.” (Shhh, don’t tell him, he’ll never know) The effects of lack of love were not noticeable for the whole week and now I was starting to feel a little ‘empty’ it's kind of weird getting hungry without getting hungry, it’s not like it would be normally as a human, it was more like just starting to feel empty, like everything inside just started draining away, weaker, it was a faint felling for now probably cause I haven’t done any magic or shape shifting. Fucking double edged sword that, I need to shape shift to get in to Ponyville to ‘feed’ but to shape shift I needed too ‘feed’. See the problem? So like I said I’m sat here waiting for the week in Equestria to become official.

“Four, three, two, one. Yey.” Couldn’t have said that more sarcastically if I tried and trust me I did, but there we are one whole week in Equestria, one week in hell. Still hate this place, I don’t even know if I can get home, I really want to, its all I truly want. Letting a rather heavy sigh escape my lips I came to the conclusion that I need to learn to shape shift, just like I did after I learn't to walk, I gave up then more than likely will now too.

“So let’s get to this.” I said as I clambered to my feet, ugh hooves, that’s kind of hard to get use to as well. Also if you’re wondering who I’m talking to, it's me, I have a habit of doing that, gets me in trouble a few times when I can’t hold my tongue. Looking at the ground with my phone now beginning its count in to a seconded week here and my iPod currently turned off, those thing still have a shit battery life, my refection was clear in the blank screen of the iPod, those green orbs staring back at me, at this black figure that wasn’t me but at the same time was, a small horn atop my head , I hate being a changeling, Equestria hates you and I can’t change. Letting another sigh leave my lips I closed these green orbs for eyes and just thought of a pony, any pony, it was a simple idea but it’s the best I got, slightly peeking out of one eye that same face still was there closing my eye again I redoubled my efforts, it was turning in to a repeat of what happened last time, but I was hoping the need to change now would make a difference, so far not at all, peeking out the same eye again I still saw that face looking back, with a grunt of defeat I opened both eyes to just look at myself, what I wouldn’t give to just be someone else, hell even somepony else but those green eyes just kept taunting me at my defeat.

“Please just change, anything will do. Even Twist! No scratch that I'm not that desperate, yet.” Closing my eyes again I just let my mind go blank, a special skill only men seem to have mastered, no pleas, no picture, nothing I just went numb, it was kind of nice for a while, but the peace was interrupted as one lone image wormed it’s way in to my mind, one lone pony and colt to be specific, huh kind of weird now that I think about it sounds to, umm foal-fooler-ry, never mind it wasn’t in a weird way. The colt was a solid white with a golden short mane and tail, bright blue eyes and a stubby horn atop it head. For a while there was nothing but that image in my head and nothing around me no sounds, no smells but that all changed with a loud crack followed by a ‘woof’ of flames, snapping my eyes open to look around me trying to find the source of the noise I noticed everything was bigger. No not bigger just higher, looked at from a lower angle, then it hit me like a ton of bricks whipping my head around to look at my iPod those green orbs finally were nowhere to be found just two infinite blue eyes, that were in all honesty not to pretty but after a week of only seeing a green sheet for your eyes anything is a nice change, a welcome change, for the first time in a week there was hope for me a small slither of hope but it was there. I don’t know how long I was sat there staring at my new form just looking at the blue eyes as time went on my eyelids became heavy and slid shut with little effort and as sleep took me for the first time that week I slept peacefully.