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You enjoy the attention, until with a resounding slap you whack the girls thighs, and they leap backwards. They fall to the floor pouting in frustration, "I need to check that she's all right." you reassure them.
As you head down towards the stables you can't help but feel like a bit of shit, tricking her like that. As you walk through the gardens you hear a commotion coming from the stables and you run the last distance. Sliding the door open, you see that Anika is shrieking as she is trying to pull away from the palomino filly, but her arm has melted into the neck of the horse. Her eyes are brimming with tears, "Please master." she cries piteously. The horse whinnies its discomfort, it's neck and head flailing to be free from the loud human. Princess Sunrise looks the most upset you have ever seen a horse, although she doesn't look to be in pain.
Desperately she leans against the flank of the horse and tries to wrench her arm free. Her hip touches the foreleg of the filly, and soon she is bound there too. Slowly as if breaking free from mud her arm pulls out the other side.
But as the horse shuffles about they join at the legs too. Soon Anika is moving to the rhythm of the panicked horse.
"Don't panic. That won't help." you call out. You don't want to physically intervene as this magic looks quite dangerous to an innocent or not-so-innocent bystander.
As they become more mixed you see Princess Sunrise lower her head before smashing it backwards, by now Anika's torso, is riding high at the withers. She is even looking down at you.
You expect there to be a mess of blood as Anika's face is smashed by the powerful horse's head. But it simply vanishes into her stomach and breasts. Her skins swells and distorts as if the horse's head were moving inside her body. After a minute that calms down, and you see her breasts swell to a less human dimension. They grow beyond GG-cups, but remain proportional as her body stretches to better fit her new equine body. Her arms are still feminine in their shape, but their size suggests great strength.
She towers over you, she looks to be 17 hands high at her withers, and then her human torso leaving her quite near the ceiling.
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