Author's Notes:

If you're seeing this message even close to a week from the first release date then congratulations, a week from now you'll get the third one (only because i have already written it) and this story is obviously getting more attention than i thought/it deserves, enjoy

My mind lazily drifts off to the tune of humming. Who's humming I have no idea, maybe I'm home and it's my mother. Maybe it was all a bad dream and I'm finally awake! No… that statement rings false and for some reason, I knew my instincts were to be trusted.

The first statement, however, rang true, and no matter how many times I said both statements to myself the same outcome occurs. So I'm not home, but I'm next to my mother. How does that work?

My left leg twitches slightly. What happened between me and Luna? I remember… breasts… eugh, and shrinking, why was I shrinking? I gotta open my eyes now. Why do I feel so comfortable though? My body is practically screaming at me to go back to sleep and enjoy the moment. My eyes reseal themselves against my will and my body starts to shut down. No! Must stay awake! Must, open eyes. Success, I see blue fur. What the buck? Why do I see blue fur, why did I just say buck?

"Good evening sweetie." Luna, you bitch, what have you done! Oh my, I've been kissed on a VERY sensitive spot on my forehead. Why is she kissing me? I manage to pull my head away. "What's wrong? Don't worry honey, mommy is here for you." Okay, hold up here.

"Mummy?" Oh god my voice, it's squeaky.

"Yes darling? What is it?" My eyes are still filled with blue fur, but I know that voice for certain now.

"WOONA! WAT YOU DO ME!" I screamed so loud I'm sure that Celestia on the other side of the bucking castle.

"Honey, shh, be quiet." Luna, wherever she was, chided. She chided me? Since when does she have any right to CHIDE me? I try to stand up but for some reason my legs quiver and fall out from under me. I feel something wrap around me in a comforting gesture. My body immediately relaxes and I sigh contentedly. "There there, mommy is here, mommy's got you." So sleepy…

WAIT, MOMMY? "WOONA WAT DID YOU DWO?" I struggled to say my words correctly but they still came out oddly said.

"Aw, my baby's first words!" I could tell she was hesitant and uneasy though so I tried my best to frown and cross my arms. My arms, they aren't arms!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH," my arms, my legs my entire being, I'm a pony! Buck, what did that crazy mother do! How dare she do this to me! I felt two hooves wrap around me, bullshit, like that's going to-oh a nuzzle… that feels good. Maybe I should stop screaming… yeah there we go… that feels-like a child being comforted by his mother. "Mommy?" Oh please be confused.

"Yes darling?" Luna, I'm going to kill you.

"Wat did you do."'

"Whatever do you mean little one?"

"I oviously swall and woung."

"Yes sweetie, you're a adorable young filly, and you're all mine." Oh god now she's blowing on my belly. I can't help but burst out laughing.
Suddenly I’m forced into the back of my mind. I can see out of my eyes but it's like watching a TV screen. My new purple hooves reach outwards uncommanded and the blue demon picks me up smiling. My body, I say my body because I have no control, starts giggling insanely and the picture starts to fade from my sight. I don't know if 'I'm' falling asleep, but from my other senses still registering, you know what my body is an it now, IT is still wide awake.

I launch my mental attack, trying to reassert control over what is, was, will be, MINE!

Quite suddenly the picture refocuses and my hooves fall limp in Luna's arms as I’m suddenly given back control. I hear a quiet curse from my 'mother', wow she seems bad at this, as she realizes what happened, I think.

Before I can say anything about her cursing my tiny ears pick up a little sound. “And I was so close... oh my baby girl...” Hot damn she's bat shit insane! That's why they never let me do anything! It's all starting to come together now! Those two horses, no brain that's an insult, STOLE me from my home and, nonexistent, loving family so I could be the princesses pet filly, excuse me, daughter.

“Sweetie...” The cautious tone spells it out plainly. 'I won, you lost, get over it and let the filly out.' Of course I’ve inferred a lot of this, but I’ll be damned to hell if she thinks she's going to win just like that!

“Wuck you. Peace of swit I no wan be ur daugher!” My voice was cute, adorable even, I will admit that. Oh yeah I guess that kind of kills the threat and insults as well.

My ears instinctively fall to their sides, apparently giving off the impression I was sorry. “Honey, you know that you shouldn't be using that kind of language. You are my foal and I will not have my foal raised in such an uncouth manner.” There's that creepy smile, it's come back to haunt my nightmares. “Now, is my little sweetie pie hungry?”

Nope, nu uh, get away from me with your teats you crazy mare! That's insane, stupid, and surprisingly delicious. Uh oh, fuck...

Why do I even rant, I already know my body goes on autopilot when I talk to myself in my head, and now I’m sucking off Luna. I stop and look up at her face. She's enjoying this that little bitch! I'll get you for this! Well, maybe after breakfast...

I give the teat a few more sucks before I suddenly realize what the fuck I’m doing. So how do I get away from the all powerful demon alicorn who is convinced I’m her new kid.

You know what sounds like a brilliant plan? Let's give her exactly what she wants, a brat for a kid, yeah that should be good. I replace my mouth on the milk covered teat, getting her questioning head to smile and lay back down again in bliss. Ha ha, this'll teach her, that bitch. Opening my mouth really wide I get ready for just about the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, piss off a pony princess that could kill with looks. I slam my teeth together hard on the milk covered teat.

What's that I taste, blood oh my god I went too deep! I hurt mommy, oh she's going to be so mad and then I’m going to get... going to get my ass whooped by a 2 year old mommy's filly. Seriously, what's wrong with me? I’m being forced out of my body by a fucking filly! No, I will not be beat by this, I will not shrink back from the challenge at hand. I will- oh my that's a very angry face.

Mo-Luna is right up in my business, and I’m scared to death. My bladder is threatening to burst, but I cannot allow that to happen. I have a dignity to preserve and- it's gone.

Thankfully mom-the destroyer's face instantly brightened at the idea of handling waste. “Looks like little Midnight made an uh on.” I made an uh oh alright, my uh oh was trusting you!

Thankfully she sets me down on the bed, uses a little magic to heal her bloody teat, and gets off the bed to go get something, probably a new diaper. Holy hay! I’m wearing a diaper! When did she put that on? Oh yeah, I was unconscious when she was modifying my body to suit her personal needs. Focus, I need to get off this bed right now, then Luna is going to explain some shit or else I’m going to be the worst behaving filly Equestria has ever seen.

Using my legs I manage to scoot off the edge of the bed mostly silent. What's that movement I feel though, it feels like it's attached to my spine... well the middle of my spine or torso or barrel or- now I’m tearing up because the filly can't find mommy. No don't cry, please don't cry, Jesus I was horrid with kids.

Calming the emotion within I search for that foreign movement I found while falling off the bed. Forelegs, no, back-legs, no, tai- no going there brain. Buck this I’m just going to turn my head. There, apparently I have wings attached to myself, good that means I can fly, right?
I try, and fail to find these accursed appendages! Buck ponies they are all so bucking crazy. “Honey, where are you?” Oh shit, the destroyer is back! Quick, door, curtain, under the bed! That always works, right? “There you are!” No stupid fi-child brain, it doesn’t. “Don’t hide from mommy, we can play after your diaper has been changed.” Dammit woman, gtfo, give a girl some privacy!

Wait… girl… My whole body is frozen as I’m pulled face first from under the bed and placed on it so lu-mom can change me. It’s not all bad, it feels nice to be cleaned and all. You know, maybe I would like being a little filly. I never did really have a good life, I can’t remember any parents whatsoever, and my siblings, I was an only child. I don’t know how I survived so long without mommy though, I don’t remember going to an orphanage. Why would I go to an orphanage, I’m only a year old. Wait where’d Luna go?

I was myself, well I think I was myself. This is my old bedroom, well except that weird dark half on the other side. Holy hell it looks like Luna’s room. Hell half my bed is a different set of sheets, color, size, and set of pillows. There, that filly, it’s got horns wings and… and… it’s staring right at me.

“HI!” It is in a diaper right now, so I assume it’s not old enough to talk. It waves a hoof and starts to crawl closer. It must want a hug or something. Now that I got control of my thoughts lets analyze this creature. It’s got a coat a dark purple shade that looks a bit bright for a stealthy night time stroll, but dark enough that hiding in a shadow could conceal it. The horn and wings I noticed before are the same color, I would say that’s odd if it weren’t for seeing Luna and Celestia.

At the thought of these two ponies the other filly lit up with excitement and started to crawl towards me once again. Looking down at it I noticed something very alarming. Holy shit the room is changing! With every step that filly takes the room turns more and more into a copy of Luna’s bedroom. I’ve seen people do this with like photographs and shit but this is downright creepy!

The little filly draws closer, continuing to smile at me for some unknown reason. Maybe it knows that it is winning and is happy. Either way I’m not going to sit here and take it.

I pick up the accursed filly and prepare to toss it to the other side of the room. Before I can however my hands suddenly lose control of the fingers as they go limp, releasing the filly who in turn crawls towards me. My hands, they’re turning purple and my fingers are shrinking back into my skin! What’s happening?

I feel pressure on my torso, the little filly is hugging me. Stop it! I groan and almost double over as my chest heaves and seems to change. I can almost feel the organ’s rearranging and changing at her touch. My body is shrinking! Why am I shrinking? I try to pull the little filly off me but instead of hands I see cute little purple hooves, the same color as the fillies. I look down and instead of a human torso with a shirt on, I see a little pony barrel with wings on the sides. My legs send pain signals shooting to my overloaded brain. I don’t want to look but I see that they have changed positions and are no longer facing downwards, but to the front, like a pony. I’m now almost as tall as her and I watch as my muzzle elongates and the world around me becomes more visual. I have to get this thing off me!

Spinning around I look at the room, it’s almost a mirror image of mommy’s bedroom, the window is the only thing left. Instead of the city below I see and open field. Even that though is fading away.

Returning my vision to the forward I realize I’m just as tall as the filly now… I am that filly. “Stay with me forever.” That is a nice proposition, I didn’t really have much to go back to.

But I’m not a filly! My eyesight fades as I try to scream out the words I now realize to be true. Desperately I throw out a punch and knock the other filly clear to the other side of the bed. She crying, good. I can’t let her get near me again. But is the room…

Looking around I see that the walls are starting to revert back to the original color, the color of MY room. I turn back and shoot that stupid filly a cheeky grin. “You no take me!” The other filly started crying at this, and I almost felt sorry for her. All I have to do is think about how she almost killed me and my sympathy disappears.

I can't let up though, if I give quarter she'll just come back. Walking, er trotting forward I guess, will have the same effect on her side I presume. One step, then another, each step brought back more of my room and backed the filly off the bed. "Not fun when you on other end is it?" To this she starts shaking her head, as if that will get me to stop advancing. Not a chance In hell you brain parasite!

I'm guessing that she's desperate, no wonder, she's losing horribly. "Please be friends. So lonely." Well that's a big pile of Minotaur crap. Oh no what did I just say? Crap! Dang it! Buck!

"You censor me you bucking twerp! I kill you!"

"I sowy… pwease." The captain has spoken, we give no quarter!

"You touch me, I kill you, fair trade."

"No… no no! MOMMY!"

Ha that little brat is calling fo- agh! My head! Ow ow ow ow! I stumble to my knees and cringe. I have a headache the size of Montana. I don't know why either.

I take a step back which is followed by more until I'm back in the middle of my bed. I don't know why I retreated from my big position. I had her.

Hey, what's that? The filly is being lifted back up onto the bed by a blue aura. There's no way she's doing that! Her horn isn't glowing, well I guess it is, but that's not the point. I gulp nervously as her sad features return. Who knows what she's going to do now? Is she going to hug me again so I turn into a full filly, probably. My gaze turns to fully look into the deep blue eyes the filly has. They look like oceans and I'm suddenly adrift in a sailboat, lost in the gigantic sea. My ears flicked as I registered noise, but I was too lost in the eyes to care. They grew closer and larger each passing moment until me and the filly were muzzle to muzzle.

"Good, good, almost there honey." I felt an affectionate nuzzle on my shoulder. My eyes leave the other filly to look at the mare sitting beside me with a bittersweet smile. Yes, mommy looks so pretty this evening. Her mane didn't have the the wavy look to it. I think I like it better that way. I want to be just like mo- wait, what? I turn back to the filly with new realization. Those eyes don't seem so deep now. In fact… SHES ALMOST GONE! Buck! The filly is fading quickly, melting slowly into particles which are being sucked into my hoof at a slow but alarming rate.

"AHHH!" Yanking my hoof away I scream like hell itself is trying to take me away from my mother. "AHHHHHH!" Using my last bit of sanity I smack the apparition of the filly. I've never wanted to be rid of something so much. My very being screamed for its existence to be wiped from the face of Equestria forever. I have to be rid of her she's not me! I must stay me! Deep breaths, very deep breaths, what's my name? Midnight Selene, good, no bad! Bad bad bad! Name name name, what is my name!

"Sweetie, is it over? I know you're scared, come here and give your mommy and hug and I promise you'll feel much better." Hug, mommy? So scared, mommy is safety.

Scooting over I wrap my hooves around my mommy's barrel and sniff. Why did this have to happen to me? What did I do to be turned into a filly? I swear I paid my taxes, tithed every week. No wait I didn't do it that last week! God have mercy on my soul it was only thirty bucks! Why ruin my life for thirty dollars! My body is in shivers, I have to calm down, but I can't! I'm too scared and I can't control myself. Where's mommy? Mommy is safety! There! I feel her fur, mommy is safety. Her silky fur rubbing against mine, makes me feel safe. Nothing can get past mommy. Her teats rub against my muzzle; food, that's food, milk is delicious. My mouth wraps around it and drinks some of the delicious drink. It's runs past my tongue and down my throat in a warm satisfying torrent. My belly doesn't seem full but mommy is stroking me softly so I'm not in trouble. My ears flick upwards as mommy gives a satisfied sigh. I disengage from my source of food to look at my mother. She looks down and smiles, but for some reason it seems like a sad smile. "I'm sorry Michael, but this was the only way. If it's any consolation," Luna gives me an affectionate nuzzle. "You make an adorable little filly."

Yes I'm such an adorable filly, I'm so cute and cuddly and soft. Is my name Michael, but I thought it was Midnight, if I'm not Michael then…oh no! I have to get away! I'm Michael! Where's the filly! She's gone? Then… I… she is inside me? I lost… I'll be a filly forever and forget my name and- wait, I know my name and I can remember what mommy did to me. Why did I just call mommy mommy though? If it failed then I should be calling her Luna. Think, think!

"Sweetie," I feel a stroke upon my mane that interrupts my thoughts. "What's wrong?"

"Mommy…"

"I'm here for you. Don't worry mommy will never leave."

"Mommy, why did you try to kill me?"

There's an awkward pause and mommy looks uneasy. "I didn't try to kill you, I was trying to save you."

I shake my head. "Nu uh, you tryin kill me!" I unwrap my hooves and try to scoot away but the plentiful wingspan Luna has is more than enough to capture me again.

"Midnight, honey, what's wrong? Mommy will always be here for you, you can tell mommy anything." Her warm smile… it's making me… tipsy.

I can, tell mommy anything… anything? Yes! "I WANNA GO HOME!"

A hoof immediately quiets me with it's soothing rub and my voice starts to lose some of it's loudness. Not of my own free will of course! "Shh… I'm so proud of you, you already sense that you're not in reality. You even created a dream for yourself." Her horn glows and the room starts waving and shimmering Luna kisses me on the forehead and my eyes popped open.

Giving a short sigh, I curl up in a ball. I'm just about to give up. I can't take this anymore! She's pushing me to the limit! I don't want to be a little princess filly, but it seems as if I'm on a one way street. I feel a wing curl around me and my body shivers. Whether with delight or with fear… I don't know. My fur feels so soft against my muzzle. I haven't really explored my body since I was forcefully evicted from my old one. This doesn't exactly seem like the best time, but anything to get my mind off mommy.

Well beside… the obvious new addition and subtraction that happened when I… changed, my muzzle is not as long as mommy's. The hair on my muzzle is shorter than my fur and the fur on my wings seems to be actually longer, probably to account for wind when I… I start flying. A sigh once again manages to escape my lips as my eyes inadvertently travel to my… plot? I can't believe I'm female now. My little female parts are in full view, and all I want to do is look away. My eyes are glued to the strange sight though. I can't seem to comprehend what Luna has done to me, she's taken my life, then my age and gender, now she's taken my identity. When will it stop? I've already defeated that horrible little parasite she calls a daughter. Is she going to play dress up with me, put little lipstick on me and pretend I’m her perfect little princess filly? I can feel the fear rise and my will start to crumble.

As her muzzle rubs against my curled form, something snaps. I WILL not take this lying down, I WILL not be her daughter, and I WILL not be resigned to this fate! My language might be censored, I might not be able to call her Luna anymore, and my… name… might be different, but I will not stay! She's a princess right? That makes me royalty by default, and royalty goes wherever the fuck they want to!
With new hardened determination I rise from my curled up state and squeeze out from under the oppressor's wing. As soon as I leave I see her curl up instinctively around the spot where I used to be. Her face took on a look of fear and desperation. I had to find a replacement or my escape was going to get cut short.

Looking around I spot a small chest at the foot of the bed. I sprang upon it, trying to stay as quiet as possible as mommy suddenly groaned. I used my tiny muzzle to pry open the drawer. What it contains scares me. My brain tries to comprehend all the dolls of… me, well, new me, stuffed into this chest. Some of them had different manes, while others showed differing muzzles. Even the styles of the mane and tails was different. Forgetting my plight I look at the one that looks almost exactly like myself. The mane and tail are straight, giving an almost formal look. It looks way too nice. The mane and tail are perfectly even, and have a wave in it. Looking backwards I notice mine and almost groan as I catch sight of the same. I look like I'm ready to be dressed up. My purple fur looks brushed and I almost want to destroy that doll, but then again, part of me wants to hug it with all my might.

I manage to squash the rebellion and drag that accursed thing out of the box of horrors. I left it open, figuring it wouldn't matter if she saw it. She would know after she found the decoy. My puny strength was barely enough to drag the doll over to my original spot. Mommy is whimpering right now, her wing is starting to twitch, I'm pretty sure she's about to wake up. My puny stupid hooves fumble with the doll before shoving it into her embrace. I watch her face relax and her limbs go still. Watching her chest intently I see her breathing return to normal and her entire body seems to relax, good.

Now… let's learn how to walk, and more importantly, run, or I guess gallop in this case. I have to put as much distance between her as possible.

I wonder if they take freeloading royalty on the train…