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>be you
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>You get bored so you decide to do some shopping
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>load up tor
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>always some good shit on the deep web
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>you type in one of your favorite URLs
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>The site takes a minute or two to load, and you start looking through the listings
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>one catches your eye
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>"Horse TF Potion"
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>"Become a pone!"
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>there was no price listed.
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>Clicking on the listing, you see that they're just giving it away for free.
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>Too good to be true. Probably laced with some shit, or something.
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>...What if it was legit, though?
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>well, may as well place your order. What's the worst that could happen?
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"Why am I such a massive faggot?"
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>you click order.
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>A day or so later you get a message from the guy who was selling them.
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>He just told you that it would be coming within the week.
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>And that you should stay in touch once you're a pony.
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>He asks you to send pictures of your transformed self, once it gets there.
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"Ha. probably just some creep, maybe I won't drink the fucking potion..."
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>eventually the day comes and you get a knock at your door
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>You open the door, and look down to see an unmarked cardboard box.
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>It wasn't in perfect condition, it was a little scraped up, but it wasn't exactly falling apart.
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>You glance around warily, sure that whoever dropped it off was watching you.
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>You pick up the box and hurry back inside, closing and locking the door behind you.
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>It certainly feels like some kind of glass container in there.
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>you can feel the weight of the fluid sloshing around, the glass knocking against the box's edges.
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>Setting it down on the table, you warily open the lid to have a look
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>Yep, seems to be as advertised.
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>You pick up the vial and hold it to the light, contemplating whether or not to really do it.
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>You notice a handwritten note that was tucked in underneath the container
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>Putting the vial back down, you pick up the note and read it.
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>"Hi anon!" A small stylized heart dotted the i's.
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"Hopefully if you're reading this it means you got the package. Enjoy!~ P.S. It might seem a little weird at first, but power through! See you on the other side."
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>Huh.
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>Well, you guess they seemed nice...
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>What if this was legit?
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>a little voice whispers in your head.
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>Do it.
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>another responds.
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>Don't do it! What if it's permanent? What about your friends and family? Your job?
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>You can be a pony. You've always wanted to be a pony. You can have hooves! And soft fur, doesn't that sounds great?
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>Commitments!
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>Tail!
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>Responsibilities!
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>Possible wings?
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>you shake your head, clearing the voices away.
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"Fuck it, down the hatch."
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>You pop the lid open and pour it down your throat, expecting it to taste revolting.
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>Surprisingly, it tastes like... cotton candy.
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>Or just very sweet. Might've been added to counteract the natural taste...
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>Already you can feel the changes happening.
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>Blue fur begins sprouting from your arms, which are collapsing to become forelegs.
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>You can feel it spreading across your body, your nose extending out into a muzzle and your hair- no, mane, lengthening to drop in front of your face.
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>it too was changing colour, to a light purple that compliments your coat.
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>Two wings begin to sprout from your back, ripping through what clothes you were wearing.
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>Your pants had fallen off a while ago, to make room for your newly structured legs.
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>Your fists and feet had compacted into hooves, feeling like they were turning themselves inside out to make room for the soft frogs.
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>And then it was over.
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>Your ears swivel, and you noticed you can hear a lot more than you could before.
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>You get up, shakily, and realize that you were now a pony.
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>It hits you. You were a pony. That guy wasn't fucking around, this was legit.
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>You didn't even care, this was amazing!
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>You flexed your new wings, giving a clumsy prance with a happy smile on your face.
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"No regrets." you say out loud, looking at yourself in the mirror and cooing with content.
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>Maybe you would send some pictures to that guy, after all. You were a heckin cutie
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>You stick out your tongue.
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>blep
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>Adorable.
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>You go to your computer, loading up the messaging software and your webcam.
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>you take a picture of yourself
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>attach file
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>"It worked!"
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>hit send
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>You almost instantly receive a reply.
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>"Excellent... I'll be seeing you shortly."
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>wait what
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>The new fur on the back of your long neck stands up, a sense of unease and extreme paranoia coming over you.
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>You eye the doors and windows.
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>You could almost start to see cloaked figures coming in to snap a bag laced with chloroform over your head and take you away to some sick fuck's basement, to be their pet, or worse...
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>you start breathing heavily, climbing into your bed and covering your head with your blankets.
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>this was going to be a long night
by LyraHStrings
by LyraHStrings
by LyraHStrings
by LyraHStrings
by LyraHStrings