>>If you didn't believe in God before
>>You might have been praying to him now
>>You know, if you still had any memories of your past life
>>You were a quick learner
>>You got the hang of your new pony body relatively quickly
>>It still feels retarded, however
>>Your body is slow to react to the input of your mind
>>Your motor skills are less than mature
>>Complex actions are not possible
>>And as you sit at the supper table with a hat sandwich presented as dinner,
>>There sits BonBon the Destroyer
>>Lulled into a state of repose
>>Because, now, you inhabit Lyra's body
>>And somewhere out there, that witch is in yours
>>You resolve to get it back, of course
>>But you have no idea how, yet
>>You can't shake the artificial, uneasy smile painted on your features
>>Or the sweat that runs down your equine face
>>It never ends
 
>>“You okay, sweetie?”
>>BonBon asks, putting down her sandwich and looking at you through concerned eyes
>>You nod, hastily and with energy
Oh... oh yeah! Never been better!
>>You dare not tell her who you are or what happened
>>She makes a train wreck out of your face whenever you get remotely close to Lyra
>>What do you think she'll do if she finds out that you switched bodies with her?
>>She goes back to eating her sandwich, slowly
H...hey, do you think, uh, I could... you know
>>You channel Fluttershy
>>She raises her eyebrows, lowering her dinner in her hooves
>>“Spit it out, Lyra!”
>>You can't help but squeak and shiver
T..t...think I can go to the Library?
>>She looks at you weirdly
Alone...?
 
>>“Sweetie, the library isn't even open yet”
>>You perk up
>>Your ears flinch uncontrollably like radar towers
What time IS it?
>>“It's like two in the morning, dear. You were so obsessed with whatever project you were doing...”
>>You realize that your next work day hasn't even started yet
>>This was all taking place so fast
>>You ponder a strategy
>>But you are interrupted
>>“Speaking of which, you've been acting really weird ever since. Are you sure you're okay, Lyra?”
>>Growing more and more confident in your ability to control this body, you hinge your head up and down and smile
>>You still had to get used to the whole 'naked' thing, though
>>Your tail also didn't ever do what you wanted it to
>>New body parts, missing body parts
>>It was tough, but you were doing okay
>>As long as no one throws a curve ball at you too quick, here
>>“Good!”
>>BonBon smiles at you and finishes up her sandwich
>>You force yourself to ingest the one in front of you
>>Apparently, you still have your human sense of taste
>>You force down the urge to blow chunks
>>Hay is good for you, now
>>Better just go with it
>>“So, now that dinner is done...”
>>You stand up from your seat and look to BonBon with a smile
>>This isn't too bad. You're managing, you're maintaining
>>BonBon the Destroyer, here, thinks you're Lyra so you're completely safe
>>“...It's my turn to be on top tonight!”
>>Well, that explains a lot. The home wrecker comment suddenly makes sen...
>>Your smile fades to black
>>Wait
>>wut
>>She looks at you seductively, creeping closer and closer
>>“And you've been so good with that big, thick horn of yours...”
 
>>You need an adult
>>Immediately
>>Your eyes cross as you look up to the horn jutting from your forehead
>>Oh Celestia
>>You don't know where you've been!
>>AUGH, Oh this is disgusting
>>Your skin is crawling
>>You trot in place, shutting your eyes
>>You need a shower! You need a shower!
>>“I'm gonna treat you to a very special present~!”
>>You take a step back
>>Can you manage a run?
>>No, no way
>>You're not THAT confident in this body yet
>>Even while walking, you sometimes trip up on your marshmallow hooves
>>Wait
>>Idea
>>You're a unicorn
>>You got magic up in this!
>>You brace yourself and hang your head low
>>You aim the horn at Lyra and puff your cheeks out as you hold your breath
>>Immobulus!
>>IMMOBULUS!
>>WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!
>>BonBon cants her head at you, wondering just what the hell you're doing
>>“What in the name of Celestia are you doing?”
>>You lose your breath and heave
>>Your tongue rolls out of your lips
>>Nothing
>>Fucking horn is useless
>>Your eyes widen as your body jukes
>>BonBon slips under you from the side and hoists you on to her back
>>“Come on, Betty Humpter”
>>What the hell?
>>She starts carrying you through the house
>>“I've got a bone to pick with you.”
 
>>You quickly find yourself thrown down on your back
>>A soft, plush bed catches your fall
>>You curl your hooves nervously under yourself
>>You move your tail between your legs, covering your marehood
>>Why do you even HAVE a marehood?
>>None of this should be happening
>>What the hell did you do to deserve this?
>>BonBon throws herself on top of you, pinning you down with her forehooves
>>She gazes upon you with an unquenchable lust
>>You try to push her away using your own hooves, but miss her shoulders
>>Her lips come down upon yours and take what they want, your faces fitting together like a glove
>>“Mmm~!”
MMFF~!
>>Your hooves flail upwards around her body, helpless to do much of anything
>>A hoof presses sensually against your cheek as she finally pulls away
>>A line of spittle bridges your mouth to hers
>>Your pupils shrink to pinpricks
>>For the first time, it feels like, you've realized how truly precarious your situation is
>>She hungers for another kiss, and takes it
>>You are powerless to stop her
>>You attempt to buck, to rock her off as if she was a cowboy in a rodeo
>>Celestia have mercy on your soul for what you just did
>>She lifts away from you and looks down, excited
>>“Oh~! Now you're in the mood!”
>>Oh dear Celestia, no
No, BonBon. Listen to me. You're making a mistake.
>>You're willing to suffer the consequences of truth in this case
>>She eyes you suspiciously
I'm a human.
 
>>The butchy mare rolls her eyes
>>“Not this shit again...”
>>You raise an eyebrow, uncomfortably
>>“Alright, just for you, we'll work some role-play into this. Just for tonight.”
>>She happily bounces off of you and onto her hooves at the side of the bed, making her way to a decorated wooden chest at the other end of the small room
>>You bounce off of the bed and land on your hooves as well, albeit less gracefully
>>Being the clever Anon you are, you take a fast stock of your surroundings
>>There's a door that leads to the rest of the house, but you don't know exactly where the front door even is
>>And BonBon is blocking it
>>To your left is a large glass pane window
>>But you have no idea how high up you are
>>And you really don't make a habit of leaping through fucking glass
>>You are brought back to the situation when you hear a rubbery snap
>>BonBon whirls around, putting her hoofs on her hips
>>“Look, Lyra! It's your favorite~!”
>>The mint coloring of your face drains to be replaced by a bleached white
>>You recoil in unprecedented horror
>>“Mr Johnson and the juice crew~!”
 
>>The window crashes as you take a leap of faith
>>You hit the ground with all the grace of a walrus before you scramble to your feet and beat the best sprint you can with your new body, tripping over yourself the whole way
>>“Lyra?! Lyra~!!”
>>BonBon the Destroyer calls out from behind you
>>You're not sure where you're going
>>Or where you SHOULD be going
>>But as your hooves clop against the cobblestone infrastructure of Ponyville, you have only one thing in mind
>>That you almost UNDERSTAND Lyra's actions, now.
>>But that doesn't change the fact that you're going to kick her ass