Chapter #7Cindy runs outside by: TFfan611   Cindy realized she couldn't let anyone see her like this. She had to get out of the school. Fortunately, the next class had started and the hallways were empty. Cindy ran as quickly as she could out of the building.
As Cindy tried to open her car door, sick crunching noises emanated from her joints as they repositioned along her leg, particularly from within her shoes. The laces snapped, though she didn’t feel any pressure at her feet. Her foot pushed forward, breaking through the toe of the shoe, and she could see a large black substance covering the tip of it. It wiggled as her toes would, though the joint seemed to be much deeper inside the shoe than before. The dull black coating enveloped her toes, penetrating to the bone. She winced… they were hooves. She began to lose her balance as her heal melted away, being sucked into her body as the arches of her feet stretched longer, breaking though the back of her shoes as well. She tried to settle herself down, but found it too difficult with a foreign set of leg joints which didn’t function the way she expected.
The tops of her shoes burst open, leaving her tottering on only the soles. Her legs wanted to balance on the hooves, her foot arches now a foot long and no longer designed to support weight in that fashion. She took in a deep breath and tried to rise on top of the hooves. She started to fall face forward toward the ground. She couldn’t stand the thought of being in a natural horse position, and instead kicked at the ground, leaping backwards and settling on top of her hooves, her arms swinging around her as she regained balance.
The extra height nauseated her, and the tattered remains of her pants still wrapped around her legs threatened to trip her. Her stance widened as her legs moved to the sides of her massive butt, pulling at the pants until a good kick tore it to scraps which fell to her hooves. She could only watch in silent horror as new muscle definitions spread across her legs, and then bulged into fine highlights. Her now slender legs looked more powerful than ever. She carefully placed a hand on her flank and could feel the promise of coiled strength… not something usually felt in a butt.
She began to wonder if this was where the changes would end. If it was over… she could have the tail removed… surgery on the legs… for her feet… maybe something prosthetic? Her lengthening spine… she had no idea if it would stop. Her shirt was still slowly moving upward over her belly. It itched now, and she scratched at it without thought. Her belly felt… furry. She moaned as she looked down to see a dark, muddy brown hair covering her navel. It spread across her abdomen like a field of grass in the wind. Beneath it, she could feel her skin becoming hard and tough. Leathery. Her legs were covered in it soon, and she felt it moving up her chest; her arms; her face… No, her changes were not nearly done. She suddenly understood that her normal life was over.
Her chest billowed out, still rising from her legs. Now it was her shirt that faced the fury of the curse. The top two buttons popped off instantly and her bra was revealed for the entire world to see, a bra which no longer had breasts to conceal. Her arms slid forward, tearing the back of the shirt, and still her chest grew. Her belly grew plump and heavy, removing most of the remaining buttons. Her haunches exploded with muscle, no longer a miniature version, but fitting of a full grown horse. Her spine twisted to realign itself with it and she felt herself falling again
She landed on all fours; her arms seemed to fly out from her to meet the ground. She shook her head violently as her own nose came into view, her skull creaking and groaning as a thick muzzle grew from her. Her cheeks and jowls fattened, inflating, her neck rising from her body, a statue of finely sculpted muscle. Her chest thrust forward, freeing itself from the futile confines of her shirt, now also in pieces on the ground. She winced as her eyes were shoved to the side by her still growing muzzle, her teeth reforming and her lips growing fat and leathery. Her nostrils flattened and flared visibly in front of her.
She raised an arm into the air, and it seemed to move away from her, muscles growing and pushing it away like the pistons of a terrible machine. She gasped as her hand fell off. Or, rather, stretched fast enough to appear to do so. In a short time, her fingers had given way to a second set of hooves. Tears rolled from the giant pools that were now her eyes.
Her neck, her chest, her arms, her legs, her face… they all thickened as one now. Her head fell to the ground as she stared forward, her chest heaving with enormous lungs, as she watched the last changes: she saw her hair, once soft and smooth, turn dark and rough like her tail.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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