- >You wake up in pain.
- >First thing's first, make sure everything's there.
- >Arms? Check.
- >Legs? Check.
- >Ears? Check.
- >Wings? Che-
- >Wait, what.
- >You start to realize that you can feel wings on your back as well as something growing out of your forehead.
- >You also can't feel your fingers or toes.
- >You try to stand up and fall on your face, noting your legs are now different.
- “What....?”
- >There's murmuring around you.
- >You mange to rise, still higher than that white bitch with the rainbow mane.
- >Just not so much so.
- “What... happened?”
- >You realize your voice is echoing now and has a watery quality to it.
- >What. The. Fuck.
- >”I don't know what went wrong!” panicked Twilight. “I know I did the spell right! It said that it needed an.. appropriate...”
- >No.
- >OH HELL NO.
- >You hear a buzzing sound.
- >Your wings.
- >You scream very loudly for a very long time.
- >When you stop you begin stumbling about, panicked.
- >Entomophobe stuck in a bug's body.
- >Bad combination.
- “OH shit man what the fuck.... I'm a BUG! This is NOT RIGHT!”
- >You stop yourself.
- >Then again, this is what you get for fucking with that satanic shit.
- >An appropriate soul.
- >You're a twat.
- >A really stupid twat.
- >You're the one devoted to Chrysalis.
- >You had the Emerald's powers active when this happened.
- >Fuck. Your. Life.
- >Your wings finally stop buzzing, but when they touch your body you freak out again and they begin buzzing again.
- >Tis' a vicious cycle.
- >”Umm...”
- >You ignore the voice.
- >“Mister... whatever you were?”
- >Fuck off.
- >”I'm really sorry...”
- >Oh you will be.
- >Just as soon as you get that noise to- and those wings to-!
- “GRRR!”
- >You vent your frustrations in a wave of energy that knocks the other ponies down.
- >Wait.
- >Did you just do that?”
- >You let loose another wave.
- >”Uh... mister monkey?”
- >Again. This is fun!”
- >”HEY!”
- >The cave starts to shake.
- >You all vanish in a flash of white light and reappear in what appears to be a throne room of sorts.
- >You manage to enter a defensive stance, focusing that strange energy to your horn again.
- >You aren't going down without a fight.
- >Then you realize what this means.
- >Your soul, Changeling King's body.
- >Now you're a breeding machine.
- >Could be worse, but you don't even know how are hatching formed.
- >It could be painful.
- >Then again, so could whatever is about to happen.
- >”Do you have a name?” White Horsie asks.
- >All of a sudden, white horsie looks much more appealing to the eye.
- >No.
- >Bug is one thing, you kind of got yourself into this, but horsie you just tried to kill?
- >Not happening.
- >Fuck off libido.
- “My name is Anonymous. I go by Anon.”
- >Still freaked out by hearing own voice.
- >Gotten used to wings.
- >”Very well. Twilight, please explain to him what you've done.” commands the princesses.
- >”Well, you see, it said it needed an appropriate soul. And, uh, I guess it didn't mean power wise...”
- “More of a soul loyal to Chrysalis.”
- >You finish.
- >Stuck as a cheeselegs yourself.
- >Found new thing to be disturbed by.
- >Air going through holes can be felt.
- >There's a few ways you could handle this.
- >You could ask if there's a way to go back.
- >You're not sure you can go without hands.
- >Then again, like this you can right all the wrongs without any bloodshed, something you would prefer, you fucking bitch.
- >Or you could go back to screaming. That was fun.

