Cuddly Doom (Chapter 1)

>It was good to finally be home
>I quickly got to unlacing my shoes and took one off before a noisy rhythm of steps caught my attention
>They seemed… faster? And I guess… sharper… than footsteps?
>I stood up tall to try and get a better view of the room
>After a few seconds, a small figure, about three feet tall, poked its head into view from around a corner
>Shifting my head to cut down on the window glare, it looked to be…
>Some sort of a pony?
>“Friend! So glad you’re here!”
>Her voice was feminine, just a touch squeaky, and full of enthusiasm
>I must have taken a pretty bad hit to the head at some point
>Although, I guess hallucinations of a pony were better than walking in on a home invader rooting through the drawers
>The purple pony stepped into the room and galloped towards me
>Now able to see more of her features, I could make out a pair of wings adorning her back
>So I guess that makes this pony a Pegasus, that’s pretty neat
>She stopped just short of me, sliding a bit at the end
>Smiling widely and with eyes beaming, her wings twitched in excitement
>“We are going to be the greatest bestest of friends, right, right?”
“Uh… yeah, sure we are… little pony”
>For a horse, she barely even came up to my waist – the moniker seemed appropriate
>Something about the whole situation felt odd, but I decided to roll with it
>She shifted back and forth on her little hoofsies
>“You can call me Storm Cloud. So we can cuddle?”
“Sure, why not?”
>I didn’t have anything better to do, really, why not?
>“Ah, yay, I’m so happy!”
“Don’t mention it, Storm Cloud”
>“Thank you thank you!”
>With that she stepped forward and wrapped her forelegs around one of my legs
>I was quite glad I’d worn shorts today, even though it wasn’t terribly warm outside
>I could feel her soft fur enveloping my leg in a cozy embrace – it felt very nice
>After a few seconds of Storm Cloud running one of her hooves up and down the back of my leg, it became apparent she was quite committed to the hug
>I didn’t mind though, she was indescribably soft and positively adorable
>My mind began to wander; I’d been needing a chance to relax for quite some time, and it was so welcome
>The sensation of the fur against my leg had a soft pulse to it, a sensation that felt just a bit stronger and more focused with each passing moment
>Come to think of it, why was I standing?
>It was hard to really relax while standing anyways
“You know, you’re a bit short for me, I could, I dunno, kneel down or sit down or something?”
>“Oh, don’t worry about that, you won’t be on your feet much longer now”
“What do you mean by that?”
>Snapping back to the situation at hand, I glanced down at Storm Cloud, who was now rubbing the side of her face against my leg
>She broke her rhythm of nuzzling and retracted her head to make eye contact, smiling all the while
>That’s when I noticed
>Why did it feel like her fur was still against my leg… why did it feel like it was still climbing… why was the sensation growing stronger with each passing moment?
>That isn’t…
>I don’t…
>Abruptly and unignorably in plain view, I caught sight of the fine blue hairs pushing out where Storm Cloud’s head had been just a moment ago
>I caught my breath as my heart began to race
“Woah, woah!”
>I tried to jerk my leg back away from the offending pony, but she wasn’t budging
“Storm Cloud, please, stop hugging me, something’s wrong!”
>“Don’t worry, silly, it’s going to be great when you’re a pony! And the more we cuddle, the sooner you get to see how marvelous it is!”
“Storm Cloud, I’m serious, I-“
>I tried to pull my leg back again, this time emerging victorious as my hoof tore free of Storm Cloud’s grasp
>Wait, hoof?
>At the base of my leg, a hardened, shiny hoof had burst free from my sock
>Up and down the length of my lower leg, patches of blue fur were growing denser before my eyes
>Whatever this transformation was, it was moving fast
>Attempting to stand, I couldn’t even manage to support my weight on the new equine feature for more than a second before succumbing to gravity
>Falling to the floor onto my back, Storm Cloud was waiting right there for me
>She pounced onto my other leg, then moved up to cuddling my chest
>Rapidly, I kicked off my remaining ill-fitting shoe and watched as my other sock slid off to reveal a second hoof, also catching a glimpse of a frontier of blue fur marching its way up my leg
>In moments it covered the entirety of my thigh up to my hips
>With a resounding tear, a long, flowing tail grew to full length from the base of my spine, splitting my shorts at the seams
>Its length swayed with each anxious twitch
>The whole of my lower body was tingling at this point, and it felt
>…Good?
“Storm Cloud, what the hell are you doing to me?”
>A glimmer of gold near her neck caught my eye
“And why are you wearing my roommate’s necklace? Where did you get it?”
>“Oh, guess I must’ve forgotten to take this silly thing off. As you’re finding out, ponies don’t need human clothes!”
>Storm Cloud grabbed the thin collar of my shirt and yanked, tearing it in two and leaving a large swath of skin exposed
>At first I could feel her soft pony skin brushing up against my chest, then the unmistakable sensation of pony fur pushing out from my skin
>My pony fur
>My pony skin
“No, but Storm Cloud, I’m… I’m not a pony.”
>“But that’s what’s so wonderful about us being friends, you will be soon!”
>My arms, which had been by my side, were still unscathed by the transformation
>I could throw Storm Cloud off my chest and make a run for it
>Find a doctor, or at this point a veterinarian, and get this all fixed
>There had to be some way to reverse this, to not spend the rest of my days as an adorable little horse
>I raised one of my arms, swiftly wrapped it around the pony, and… rested it there
>As another wave of calm bliss washed over me, I paused
>My breathing was still fast, but it calmed
>It was as though I’d momentarily forgotten what was going on, or stopped caring
>The tickling sensation quickly overtook the parts of my arm touching Storm Cloud, before a familiar warmth wrapped around the rest of my arm
>Gradually, I lost feeling in my thumb, then numbness overtook the rest of my fingers
>The feeling of space between each finger gradually faded, replaced by a hoof, and a short, fuzzy fetlock
>I set my transformed arm back on the ground
>Trying to prop myself on what may have once been an elbow, I glanced at my still-human arm, then into Storm Cloud’s eyes
>I could still get out anytime I wanted
>But as another wave of pleasure washed over me, I question why I’d want to
>Somewhat distantly, as if in a dream sequence, I hear the clip-clop of a white unicorn approaching, and hugging my untransformed arm
>Gradually, the same sensations I’d just experienced grew and faded - a hardening hoof, fur growth, the alien shifting of bone & muscle
>Resting gently again on my back, Storm Cloud embraced me and peered into my eyes
>She was smiling again, and it was as calming and relaxing as when she first hugged me
>I just needed to stop fighting her about this, that’s all…
>She and the other pony just want to make friends…
>Her eyes were like saucers, and in them I could make out the reflection of blue fur enveloping my face
>For a moment, my hearing cut out, as my ears travelled up the sides of my head, reforming and twitching into their new pony forms
>They swiveled about, picking up every noise from the ticking of a clock to my markedly more feminine breathing
>“Boop!”
>Storm Cloud touched her muzzle to my nose, and a new pony muzzle pushed its way into my field of view
>A single lock of hair from my mane draped lazily over my face
>I was absolutely adorable, and in the reflection, the blue pony smiled
>Storm Cloud stepped back and let me rise to my hooves
>“There’s just one more thing left to do, friend!”
>Storm Cloud and the white unicorn wrapped their hooves tightly around me in a giant group hug
>A broad, sweeping wave of ecstasy washed over me, numbing my mind of every negative thought
>It carried away all my past memories with it, leaving a pure canvas behind
>For a moment, I considered whether I should be trying to save these memories – a voice somewhere deep inside told me to be concerned
>It’s probably nothing – I’m a pony now, what do I have to be concerned about?
>Ever since her days as a filly, Sky Meadows has never met a situation she couldn’t tackle!
>I returned the hug, embracing the other ponies
>A happy jolt shook my body, and the other two ponies released the hug
“Thanks everypony - that felt absolutely wonderful!”
>“Of course! Isn’t it great to make new friends?”
“You better believe it!”
>Storm Cloud’s ears swiveled toward the door as a new sound came to life
>“Hey, it sounds like the neighbors are having a get-together! You guys want to be friends with them?”
>A round of smiles signaled our approval of her idea