Cure by Overdose

https://boards.4channel.org/mlp/thread/37446461#bottom

"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.