Every story has a beginning no matter how weird. This is the story of Fluttershy before she became Ponyville's resident adult foal mommy and the story of her first victims ... er, babies.

*Sparknanator will continue this story*

(Rated teen for language)

Hi there, name's NC and I'm a Brony (duh)

Like everyone else, my biggest wish is to be in Equestria, and due to a magical Genie lamp, I'm finally there!

However, it turns out the Genie is the master of trolls as he says I never wished for how I wanted to look like when I arrive there and now I'm a one month old unicorn foal with brown coat, light brown mane and tail, blood red eyes and unable to talk!

My life is over.

(My first story, so please state in the comments when you spot a mistake and I'll fix it ASAP.)

Everypony in town knows -of- Derpy, but how many really know her? A story examining the heart and soul of the mother mailmare as a strange revelation forces her to redefine her understanding of friends, family, and what qualifies as normal.

Warning: this story may contain material not of interest to some readers, love and tolerance is advised.

*PLEASE NOTE; THIS IS A BABYFUR STORY. IF THIS IS UNPLEASANT TO YOU, PLEASE LOOK AWAY AND JUDGE ME KINDLY*

Late one night, Mrs. Cake found Pinkie Pie staring intently at her two babies, a look on her face that she could not recognize. She watches her charge over time, trying to understand what is causing her to do this. And Mrs. Cake realizes that it might be Pinkie being Pinkie, but Pinkie is something more important and precious than she first realized, and that herself, Mrs. Cake, is a bit more, too.

The first chapter of the first babyfur story I've written. At the gentle insistence of a friend, I have posted on this site for somebody's enjoyment. I hope you like it, and please tell me if there is anyway I can improve this. Also, why isn't there a family or friendship option for the tags?