"Horses have been and continue to be an excellent source of labor. Their bodies are very muscled and can perform a number of different tasks with relative ease."
Suddenly the hair on the back of her neck stood on end as a chill ran down her back. Cindy tried to step forward, her legs moved like she was wading through a lake. They felt so heavy, she couldn’t move. Her heart skipped a beat when she realized another feeling. She felt… taller. Then she felt a draft at her midsection. Her chest was rising upward, taking her shirt with it, leaving her skin exposed. Her navel was already peaking out from the white cloth. Before long, her shins began to burn as they too started to stretch upwards, the cuffs of her pants rising to show her bare ankles. Cindy quickly took a seat at her desk.
Cindy asked one of the students to continue reading from the textbook. As she sat there, a bubbling, rippling sensation swept over her legs as individual muscles started to spasm into growth. Her pants tightened as her flesh filled all available space within them and continue to push outward. Only too late did Cindy come to her senses long enough to attempt to undo the button. The pants were already snuggly in place around her thighs.
Her chest kept moving upward toward the sky at its slow pace while she looked down at her legs, twisting her body to see them from the left and from the right, but every angle she tried only revealed a pair of legs that were becoming increasingly less human. Her calf muscles bulged, starting to pull apart the cuffs of her pants at the seams.
Pains started to emanate from her waist. Her pants were too tight. Way too tight. The pants started tearing from the building pressure.
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