Caged part 1

>An alarm goes off. To be specific its your phone alarm, blasting loud edm music.
>Annoyingly effective in it's interruption of your circadian rhythm you go to turn it off
>CRACK!
>Maybe that was a bit too much force?
>Shit that was a nice phone! It was like the nicest thing you owned
>You go to rub the sleep from your eyes with your other hand
>SMACK
>Fuck that hurt!
>Did you seriously just punch yourself in the face?
>Forcing your eyes open you stare at the ceiling
>Better get ready for work, you can't afford to be late and the boss has really been on your ass the past couple days about being on time
>Sitting up on your bed you begin to notice that your body doesn't feel right
>For example: where did your hands go? Why are they now fuzzy hoof like appendages?
>You're still to tired to properly freak out
>You somehow successfully stumble to full mirror on your door mirror
>A tiny horse-like creature looks back at you curiously
“Oh thank god, it's just a dream”
>Or at least that's what you meant to say, all that came out were horse noises
>What a weird dream, you don't even remember ever even thinking of anything like this
>At least that means that you didn't really break your phone
>Looking at your dream-horse self you see 2 bright blue eyes blankly looking back at you as you examine your new golden tan colored fur and silver mane/tail
>You're also pretty short, about 2 feet tall on your 4 hooves
>Perhaps it'd be more accurate to call yourself a pony?
>Loud knocks on your door break you out of your musing
>”Hey Nate I heard your damned alarm! You better be getting ready in there we can't get away with being late anymore!”
>That must be your roommate Jason
>Other than the whole pony thing this seems like a pretty mundane dream
“Whatever you say dream version of my actual roommate!”
>Still more horse whinnies
>So talking is out of the question then
>”What the hell are you listening to in there? Horse mating calls? Whatever man hurry up before I make you”
>You'd love to see him try in your condition
“Neigh neigh snort whinny”
>Well at least you can choose what horse noise you'll make
>”Alright enough messing around man I'm coming in”
>He missed a golden opportunity for a pun there
>You quickly back up to avoid the opening door
>In an almost comic like fashion Jason looks everywhere in your room except for right in front of him
>”Nate? Where the hell'd you go?”
“Neigh(I'm down here dumbass)”
>”What the shit!”
>Jason jumps back and slams the door
>Oh right, his huge fear of animals
>As in anything bigger than a squirrel freaks him out
>It's pretty annoying, you really wanted a cat or something but his stupid phobia prevented you from getting any sort of pet you'd want
>But other than that he was a pretty cool roommate and pretty much your best friend
>You've known him since kindergarten
>”Nate I'm calling animal services! If this is some stupid prank you'll have to pick your furry friend from the pound! I'll leave the door unlocked for them and head out, good luck getting a ride to work wherever the hell you are!”
>After some stomping and the sound of keys jingling briefly followed by the front door slamming it sounds like you're home alone now
>Well no sense in staying in your room for the whole dream, so you attempt to open your door
>You can't, no matter what you do opening the door is currently not an option
>The window maybe?
>You live on the 12th floor and the fire escape is outside the hallways window
>But this is a dream after all so you try to open the window anyway
>It's locked
>This dream is starting to get old real fast
>After contemplating your next move for a bit on your bed you decide that you might as well try to break down your door
>You try kicking it with your back hooves
>In your attempt all you manage to do is make a lot of noise and fall on your stomach
>That kind of hurt
>Dreams aren't supposed to hurt are they?
>”What was that?”
>It seems you aren't alone anymore, it must be animal control!
>”You think it was the animal we were supposed to nab?” Another voice asks
>”Maybe, lets check it out” replies the first voice
>Shit you gotta hide!
>The only place to hide in your room is under your bed
>A bit cliched but you don't have any time to think so squeeze in and turn around just in time to see you door open
>”I'm sure I heard it come from in here”
>”What kind of animal are we even looking for exactly”
>”From what the guy over the phone said it was some sort of midget horse the size of a retriever
>”So like, a pony?”
>”Sure, whatever”
>Seems like Jason lived up to his word
>Well they left the door open, so you might as well run for it
>Without further ado you bolt straight for the doorway
>But not before a noose-like thing wraps around your neck
>”Ha! Got'em!”
>”Nice reflexes there man, hey it is a pony!”
>”Not like one I've ever seen, now hurry and get the cage ready”
>You barely make out what they're saying over your struggling
>Like hell you're going with them that easily!
>But all your struggling doesn't accomplish squat against the guy 3 times your height
>”Hey easy now girl, no need to hurt yourself now”
>Did this fucker seriously just call you a girl?
>You attempt to redouble your escape efforts but your adrenaline seems to be wearing off as you thrash against the thing around you neck
>The guy holding you also seems to know what he's doing, keeping himself well out of reach of your pitiable flailing
>”Where's the goddamn cage?”
>”Dude get off my ass it's right here”
>The other man places down a decent sized cage in front you
>Before you can react the thing around you neck forces you forward into it
>As soon as your tail clears the cage bars the pressure around your neck goes away
>This might be your chance!
>You turn around as fast as you can, but as soon as you're ready to run the cage closes
>Shit
>”Fast and by the book, nice job”
>”Yep, now let's get her in the truck”
>”It's female?”
>Yup, I noticed when she was trying to get out of my snare pole
>So that's what they're called
>Wait what?
>As they begin to carry you off you turn around(really difficult to do in a cage) and check for yourself
>Well you could definitely see why they thought you were female
>You had never seen a horse vagina up close but you're pretty sure you have one now
>Okay maybe this dream has gone on long enough
“Okay self, I think I'm ready to wake up now”
>All you actually say are some panicked sounding pony sounds
>Maybe this wasn't just a dream?
>But that doesn't make any sense
>You don't just change genders, let alone species overnight
>Well, barring yourself it seems
>Without really thinking about it you lie down in your cage to properly mope in your situation
>As your captors enter the elevator one of them looks through the front of your cage to get a better look at you
>”She looks like she's calmed down a bit, but she looks so sad”
>”Animals in cages always look sad man”
>”She emotes more expressively than I've seen any other animal”
>”Well she doesn't really look quite like anything I've ever caught before either”
>Being called a girl is really bumming you out
>Maybe the only way to get out of this dream is to fall back asleep?
>Not like you really have many options right now
>And you are pretty tired
>As you try to fall asleep you feel the cage being placed on their truck
>At least whoever is driving seems to move slowly
You eventually manage to drift off to sleep