>Equestria is a strange place.
>After the shock of your sudden arrival and some time alone to cope with your odds of returning to earth being slim to none, you decided to try and make the best of this new lease on life with the help of the friends you made.
>It took a few days for you to realize the gender roles were backward and more than a few times did you and a mare hold the door open for each other awkwardly. You found that being the fairer sex is largely how you expected it to be. Easier, but with its own challenges.
>One thing you did not expect though, was the magic in the air to begin changing you.
>Nothing overt, but still noticeable. You fully expected to lose a bit of weight from the lack of cars and fast food, but pounds just dropping off you until you gained a slimmed runner's physique was strange. A visit to Twilight had the alicorn scratching her head. Nothing was wrong as far as she could see.
>Then others happened. Your senses sharpened your sense of smell the most. It took you a while to realize the pleasant scent you smelled with your friends was mare. Your instincts become honed, and you seemed to be able to track moving objects without seeing them or know a pony's mood even if they were hiding it among others. Your temper became a bit shorter, and you had to reign in your emotions here and there. You seemed swifter and stronger than a human should be.
>But you know you didn't have the ability to do a god-honest growl beforehand. It's a deep, bone-rattling noise from inside your chest that carries a long way.
>It's almost like the magic put you in touch with your more primal self. A return to monke...kinda.
>It feels strangely good.
>But you think you gave Twilight some kind of fetish after you hugged her one day and growled deep in your chest, reverberating through her body.
>She stiffened, then blushed so dark you could see it through her coat. From so close, you could hear her heart start to hammer and feel her body heat up.