Caged part 2

>Be Gabriel, professional animal catcher
>Or at least as close to professional as you can get. There's no certificate or anything
>Now en-route to the animal shelter
>You just caught a weird pony thing
>Never seen anything like it, pretty cute though
>You're sure it'll get picked up or adopted quickly
>After it's visit to the animal shelters resident vet to make sure something isn't wrong with it of course
>Can't let any disease spread around the cages
>The whole thing about the pony was pretty weird, the guy who called about it said the pony was put in for some prank or something
>He sounded kinda panicked about it, didn't even wait for us to show up
>Who the hell does that for a prank?
>Either way you placed your contact info on their fridge in case his roommate wants her back.
>He just has to pay the fee, which is pretty reasonable all things considered
>You see the shelter come into view
“Finally! Your pansy driving makes a 5 mile drive take forever”
>”Hey, we got animals in cages in the back. No need to make the ride too rough on em”
“Its just the pony back there right now actually”
>”She's still locked up in there, poor thing fell asleep before we even left the apartment complex”
“Whatever man”
>Greg's such a sap
>It's not like you dislike animals or anything, but in your line of work you can't get attached too any of the animals
>Especially considering this wasn't exactly a 'no-kill' shelter
>After pulling into the parking lot, parking and taking the cage with the pony in it you walk towards the back entrance
>”So what are we gonna do with her?”
“Same as usual I think, get her looked at by the doc, an aggression test or two and we find a place to put her”
>”Hope she's a nice one, it'd be a damned shame to have to put her down”
“We'll do our best to avoid that, I'm sure she's some little girls dream pet”
>”Assuming she doesn't bite”
“Assuming she doesn't bite”
>Walking through the back door you go into a small hallway leading to the vets office
>”I reckon she'll need her own cage, can't imagine her in any of the dog kennels”
“Maybe with that pig we picked up last week?”
>”Ha maybe? Who knows”
>Reaching the vet's office first Greg loudly knocks on the door
>”Hey Ellie! Got a present for ya!”
>Through the door you hear the slightly muffled sounds of some riled up animals
>”Fuck you Greg I just got them to calm down! Just drop off whatever animal you guys caught and get!”
“Actually you'll probably want me to sit in on this one, I have no idea how she'll react”
>”Alright, fine, but Greg stays outside!”
“You heard the lady, go write up the report or something”
>He doesn't seem pleased with this turn of events he opens the door for you and grumpily walks away
>You enter the room and place the cage on the examination table
>”So what did ya bring me this time?”

>Be Anon
>Actually your name is Nathan, or Nate for short
>Still a pony though, which sucks
>You were woken  up when the guys that caught you picked your cage back up
>You really were going to the pound then
>Shit
>So this probably wasn't a dream then?
>With your freak out interrupted by your captors conversation you put off your panic for a later date and listen in
>You did not like the implication that if you were not a good pony you'd get euthanized
>But you're smart, obviously you could communicate with them somehow even without the ability to talk
>Or write
>Or anything that requires fingers
>You are pulled out of you musing by the noticeable thunk of you cage being laid down on something
>”So what did ya bring me this time?”
>”Some sort of pony, but not a breed I've ever seen or heard of before”
>Oh fuck whatdoido?
>Just act natural
>THERE IS NOTHING NATURAL ABOUT THIS SITUATION
>Without conscious effort you start to back up away from the front of your cage
>Not that there was far to go and you quickly notice the unfamiliar feeling of your tail being pressed against a wall
>The lady looks through the front of your cage, eyes slightly widening in surprise
>”Well I'll be damned, it is a tiny pony. Lets get a look at you”
>She unlocks the front of the cage and backs up a little
>Too afraid to do anything, you just stare at her
>”Well I guess it was to much to hope I'd get a compliant patient for once”
>She goes to grab you and you press yourself harder against the wall, but she stops mid-action and looks to where you assume your original captor to be
>”Does she have a tendency to bite?”
>”No idea, she probably has a mean kick though”
>”Better play it safe this time then”
>She crouches slightly to be more at eye level with you and positions herself slightly to the right of the cage
>”Come on out girl, nobody's gonna hurt ya, I promise”
>Still didn't like being called a girl but it's the least of your worries all things considered
>Moving slowly forward to get a better look out of your cage their appears to be
>”Atta girl, really wish I had like a sugar cube or something right now”
>Your head now out of the cage you see that you're in a clean but obviously heavily used medical office
>Almost behind you is the guy who put the pole snare around your neck, who you flinch away from
>”Look's like someone remembers you Gabe”
>How could you forget?
>”Eyes on me sweetheart, I just want to look at you”
>This lady is probably going to ultimately decide what happens to you
>It's probably a good idea to comply for now until you can show your intelligence
>Or something, either way you hesitantly step the rest out of the cage
>You can't believe you didn't even notice you were on an examination table until now
>Almost as soon as you leave your prison the guy behind you takes the cage off the table
>Doing best not to flinch again(and failing) you actually get a look at the vet
>Well you're assuming the older lady with graying hair wearing a lab coat with a stethoscope around her neck is a vet
>”Now aren't you the odd one?”
“Neigh(You don't even know the half of it lady)”
>”And you sound as cute as you look to! I can definitely see you getting adopted”
>The vet slowly stands all way up and slowly starts to rotate around you
>”Now equines definitely aren't my specialty, so lets see what I remember from vet school”
>She places her hand relatively close to your face
>Probable to sniff it or something
>You uncertainly lean forward smell her hand
>Smells like disinfectant and peanut butter
>She takes your lack of fear as a sign of  moves her hand to start petting you neck
>It actually feels pretty nice
>You lean into her hand a bit
>”Good to know you're not totally terrified of people”
>After some more petting she starts examining different parts of you while mumbling to herself
>It's almost like a regular doctors exam
>”Now for the not so fun part”
>She opens a drawer from below you and pulls out some rubber gloves, which she immediately puts on
>”Might need your help for this bit Gabe but hopefully I can do this myself
>She starts petting your neck again
>What's she...?
>She puts you in a headlock!
>You begin to struggle but she's much stronger than she looks and hardly budges as she holds you in one arm, using her free hand to pull up your upper lip
>Oh, she's just checking your teeth
>You begin to relax and let her do her job, best just to get it over with
>It wasn't even a proper headlock really
>”Huh, she's a fully grown adult, at least 10 years old or so and with perfectly healthy teeth”
>You're like 23 last you checked actually
>She lets go of your head and nods to herself
>”Alright now one last thing, hey Gabe come over here and pet the pony”
>He nods in conformation, walks around to where the vet is and immediately starts petting you
>Rude! He didn't even let you smell him first
>He pets quite a bit rougher than the lady but it still feels nice
>You don't even notice the vet move beside you
>She then raises your tail and gets a good look at the goods
>Surprised you jump back and do your best to force your tail down
>Giving the vet a harsh look she just chuckles at you and looks to Gabe
>”Yep, definitely a little mare alright. Not sure what breed exactly but I have heard of ponies being pretty small, I'll have to look up her species later”
>It's a good thing your fur seems to cover up your blush, your face feels like it's on fire
>When you can communicate properly with her you are going to have a word about this
>”Ha! She almost looks embarrassed! I think we have a empty kennel for her in block 3, you can put her there for now. I know we aren't supplied to feed a herbivore right now and she's probably hungry”
>”Can't we just feed her what we feed the pig?”
>”Horses, er well ponies in this case, can't eat just fruit and don't typically eat corn”
>”Well you're the vet here so I'll just take your word for it, should I put her back in the cage now?
>”Nah, I'll just put a collar on her and you can walk her there. I'm sure she's not too much for you to handle”
>Pulling out a pink collar she quickly puts it around your neck, just below your mane before you have time to really protest
>Why'd it have to be pink?
>The guy, Gabe pulls a leash out of his pocket and clips it to your collar
>The vet starts petting you again before picking you up and placing you on the ground
>Well at least you weren't expected to just jump down, the table's taller than you are
>”Alright lets get you settled then, come on”
>With a light tug of the leash you follow him through the door and out into the rest of the pound
>As you get pulled along, you can't help but gawk at your new  residence
>So many dogs!
>It's ridiculous!
>Most dogs looked at you curiously in between their barking
>But some looked... kinda hungry
>You made sure to stay well away from the kennels
>Next you were led through a section of cats
>It was much quieter than the dog section, but there were still plenty of mewling and meowing
>After passing a few kennels in a different section Gabe stops seemingly at random in front of one
>”This one looks good for you I think”
>He opens the latch(which you note that you can't open with hooves and are too short to reach anyway) and walks you in
>Placing himself in between you and the exit he bends down and unlatches the collar
>”And there we go”
>He quickly exits your new cage and locks it behind him
>”I'll be sure to get you foo and water before lights out little miss, now if you'll excuse me”
>Exit Greg stage left
>Left to your own devices you look around your new enclosure
>There's some empty food and water bowls by the door, placed in such a way that someone doesn't need to open the door to feed you
>There's also a dog bed that looks about your size
>Other than that it's just a concrete structure with a metal roof
>It's surprisingly quiet here, you were honestly expecting more noise
>Must've put you away form all the other animals
>Not that you were an animal!
>Right?
>With nothing else to do with your stupid little pony existence you lie down dejectedly try to think of how you got here in the first place
“*Depressed horse noises(What did I do to deserve this?)”

YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID NATHAN
>What the hell was that?
>The voice seemed to come from everywhere at once
“I really have no idea whats going on”
YOU BETRAYED ME
>The voice seemed to understand you thankfully
>You think..
“I don't know who or what the hell you are,  and I think I would have noticed if I pissed off a disembodiment voice”
>”Perhaps this voice sounds more familiar you?'
“Jason?”
>”The one and only, although my real name is Lainuhr the Vengeful. I'm actually a demon”
>Jason suddenly materializes with a crimson flash into your kennel, crouching right in front of you
>Understandably surprised by the sudden appearance of your former roommate you jump out of your little bed and back away from him
“How the hell'd you do that?!”
>You plop you butt down and gesture to yourself with your front hooves
“And you did THIS to me? Why did you call animal control on me?The fuck man?”
>”Ha, to answer your questions in order:  The magics of hell granted to me by Lord Lucifer himself, yes, yes and I thought it'd be funny. As for the why, I already stated before in my terrifying demon voice, you betrayed me”
When the fuck did I betray you enough to warrant any of this shit?
>Fear nearly forgotten, you were slowly pacing in front of the supposed demon as you started ranting
And why did you make me a goddamned FEMALE pony of all things?
>”It seemed fitting at the time, although seeing how much of a pussy you've been so far maybe I should have turned you into a cat instead”
>He laughs at his stupid ass joke
Well you've had your fun man, turn me back
>He looks at you with a smirk
>”Even if I wanted to, which I don't by the way, I can't. It was a one way transformation, but if it makes you feel better you still have a full humans lifetime as a pet pony to look forward to”
I-i can't turn back to normal?
>”Nope'
>Any trace of fighting or arguing is blown out like a candle as your only hope for normality was taken away
>You slowly walk to your bed and lie down,
Just tell me what I did specifically to deserve this you dick
>”We've known each other since we were kids, or rather ever since I took the form as a human. This life I've been living is actually a vacation of sorts for demons, but anyway when you were 5 you took my pudding cup in kindergarten”
What
>”I've been pretending to be your friend your whole life so I could find the perfect form of revenge”
….For a pudding cup?
>”I'm not called  Lainuhr the Vengeful for nothing”
Seems pretty goddamned disproportionate to the initial crime man
>”I'm also a demon who likes to watch people suffer in unusual ways”
You have me there I guess, now what?
>”I'm going to leave you to your fate, but first!”
>He snaps his fingers at you
>An aura of what you're going to assume is evil energy surrounds you and quickly fades into your fur
What the hell was that?
>What else could he take away from you at this point
>”Oh, nothing much, I just made it so everyone will always think you're just an animal no matter what you do. As much fun as it would be to see you freak out some people and become a celebrity of sorts or get vivisected by the government my fate for you is to be a simple pet. So a simple pet you shall be”
I don't feel any dumber though
>”It's a perception filter, no matter what you do people will only dismiss it as pet shenanigans or something. Try to write a message in dirt? 'What a cute pony playing in the dirt' Attempt to use a keyboard? They'll disregard anything you type as a prank by somebody or something. You get the idea”
...Hey Jason?
>”Yeah Nate?”
You're a dick
>He gives you a toothy smile, flashing his shark like teeth at you
>”Yep, see ya never Nathan”
>And just like that he disappears in another poof of crimson energy, leaving you alone in your cage