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11. Go to Bed

10. Apple

9. Do Nothing

8. Contact Karyn

7. Mare

6. Make Mikey Into his Sisters Bo

5. It didn't work exactly

4. MLP R34

3. Jon can't help himself

2. Alternate Reality Device

1. You Are What You Wish

Go to Bed

on 2020-01-14 20:55:15

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Jon was tired, not so much physically but mentally. Maybe it was the adaptation from being bipedal to quadruped. Maybe it was he encounters with magic, or that his best friend didn't even know him. He didn't want to just give up. Thinking back to just a little while ago, he had wanted this, he had wanted to know what it was like. Everyone else seemed to be getting along just fine, he just needed to adapt more. He walked over to the bed, it was definitely a girls bed, powder blue sheets poked out from under the green blanket. The green blank had pink and blue flowers sowed into it. It reminded him of Spring, his current bodies name sake. Maybe if I just lay down for a little bit Jon thought as he leaned onto his back legs and leaped onto the bed. He found it difficult to stand as the mattress moved under him. He closed his eyes hoping that his bodies instincts would tell him want to do. He bent his front legs under him and then let his back legs down onto his haunches. This felt right, he didn't open his eyes but let out a long sigh. Trying to recount everything that was different and what he had learned, it seemed like he barely scratched the surface. He couldn't think anymore and everything was dark.

Jon brought his head up quickly, and tried to shake the sleep from his mind. How long had be been out what time was it. He looked at the bed stand where his alarm clock use to be, 5:00, Jon first thought he hand't been out that long, it was around the same time it had been the last time he had checked the time. Then it occurred to him this was 5:00 am not pm. He would need to leave for school in 2 hours, and he hadn't even done any of the homework sent home the day before. He tried to push himself up onto his knees to get off the bed, only to find his legs didn't exactly do what he wanted them to do. Jon became unbalanced and tumbled off the bed. He stifled a cry out in pain. He had left the lights on, that was always irritating when waking up always made him feel weird too. That must be it he thought. He attempted to push himself up with one of his hands but it felt funny when he did, like he was pushing himself up with his finger tips. He looked down at his hand, his hand wasn't there, it was a pink stump. It all came flooding back, it wasn't a stump it was a hoof, he wasn't human, he wasn't even a he. Pushing himself up on all fours he listened for anyone else awake. The house was quite, he quietly moved over to mirror. Maybe it was his male teenage mind but this mare was really cute to him. He turned in front of the mirror admiring the way her body curved. Something had started bothering him while looking in the mirror. It was a familiar sensation, but it was different. He needed to use the bath room.

Jon was lucky his bedroom as well as his sisters both had bathrooms, they were limited with only a toilet and vanity but it did allow them to keep some peace by not having to fight for the bathroom before school. His sister was notorious for taking longer than she should. Jon wondered if that was true of the pony version as well. If so she was probably already up doing her hair or something to keep up her image. Jon waddled over to the bathroom trying to hold it in. He had never gone as a girl before he was worried that he would accidentally release it before he made it. Jon reached up with a forehoof and flipped on the light. The bathroom really hadn't changed much. But the toilet was very different, instead of the human style toilet seat, this one was larger and appeared to conform to a ponys legs. The whole thing seemed larger as well. Jon thought about jumping onto it at first before noticing there was a step along side it. If Jon had to guess it was designed so you simply walked onto it and sat down. Jon was nervous, why he really couldn't tell, it not like he had never used the bathroom before. Carefully he walked up onto the toilet and sat down on the seat. He had been right the seat conformed to him, and there was even a spot to put his forelegs in front of him so he was in a proper quadruped seated position. Between his forelegs was a black rectangle, he looked at it wondering what it did. Ok all I need to do is release he thought. Geez this was harder than he thought. He was shaking, he was getting to worked up over this. its the same as always just as a mare he thought trying to calm himself down. He took a deep breath, and exhaled it slowly to relax, suddenly he could feel it, the warm liquid running out of him. It was coming out of him in a place he had never experienced, but it was more or less the same. But it was getting all over him down there he could feel it. He understood why girls have to wipe after using the bathroom. He felt relieved having proven that he had enough control over his body to be able to do something as simple as use the bathroom. The liquid came to a stop and Jon looked again for the toilet paper.

Beep

The black rectangle had lit up, it said scanning on the screen in blue text. Scanning? Scanning what Jon questioned. The screen then shifted. Mare detected, then it shifted again. Cleaning Jon almost jumped strait off the toilet. Jets of cold water had just started spraying him specifically his mare hood. It was intense for a moment, Jon almost let out a small moan, and then it was over. The screen flipped again, drying. Jon could feel warm air being blasted at his marehood. It felt good if not a little warm. The screen switched again, Cleaning Complete was shown on the screen. Jon blinked dumbstruck, and feeling a little violated.

"That was something" he said as he disembarked the toilet, it wasn't terrible by any means and explained how equestrians stayed clean, but Jon wasn't quite ready to do it again at least not this hour. He chuckled under his breath as he left the bathroom. When Jon re-entered the bedroom he looked over to his book bag, except it wasn't a book bag, it was saddle bags. Jon walked over and poked the cloth. There were books inside, Jon still had homework to do, he wondered if Spring had the same classes he did, and if the homework was even still the same. Could he even write as a pony?




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