Cure by Overdose


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                                            "Why me? Why does the world leading researcher for full body transformation have to be a horsefucker?"

                                            >I lament as I begrudgingly take another pill in my painfully colorful pony body.

                                            >Intruding feelings of friendship and harmony, all things that erode my sense of self.

                                            >These were the pill's effects. Those damn pills.

                                            >I stare at the container in my foreign hoof, shaking as stare at those colorful capsules.

                                            >Overdosing would save me from my terminal cancer, but would it really save "me".

                                            >I was afraid. That I wouldn't like the things I wanted in the same way again.

                                            >That I wouldn't continue hating the things that built my who I am.

                                            >The things that made me... "me".

                                            >It sickens me as I feel the effects deep within the pit of my stomach.

                                            >Instead of clearly having the means to cure cancer, they decide to develop full horse transformation.

                                            >Forcing me to take these pills.

                                            >This... poison.