It is difficult to wrap your mind around what you see as you lay on your side. At first, you are only really sure that you were no longer a man. Slowly raising your new smooth arms, their tan skin was quite a bit darker than your natural pale complexion. You brought your hands close to your face, slowly flexing the slender fingers with fascination.
"What a weird dream. I must have really got my bell rung. I can still feel it even when I'm out."
Your voice is unrecognizable. It is clearly feminine, though husky and low. You place your hands over your face. Nothing about it is familiar. You lay there covering your face. Still unable to fully comprehend your situation you push your hands to the top of your head in frustration and encounter long strands of hair. You Pull a bit in front of you to see it is black. Dark as the sky on a cloudy night. You drop it and look lower. Your torso is covered by a simple brown cloth shirt, but a pair of modest breasts are clearly pressing out. Placing your hands on them reveals you can not quite get your hands fully around them. Trying to fully grasp them by squeezing lightly sends a slight shiver down your spine. This feeling spreads lower and forces you to finally confront what you had been keeping out of your mind.
Blow your waist was an enormous skirt similar to the shirt your wore. The skirt fit comfortably over the horse body that was now where human legs ought to have been. Four legs stuck out from the bottom, with hair to match what you had seen on your head. You propped your self up a bit on your elbow and looked behind you to see a hole at the rear of the garment where a tail was hanging free. The tail twitched a bit, then began to swish in a rhythmic pattern. You had no idea how, but you were doing that. Moving your new tail as easily as an arm. Somehow, this fact shocked you into a much more clear state of mind. You gasped and looked around taking in every bit of your new self.
"What in dark hell is this!? I'm a girl! A centaur! A girl centaur! This is so, so wrong. But no way can this be a dream. I feel everything too clearly! I must be awake, but this is unbelievable. Who ever heard of something like this?"
As you talked to no one and grappled with your situation, you began kicking your alien legs. You tried to get up, but are too heavy to simply push your whole body up. After you calmed yourself a bit, you realized you had to accept things for now and work with your new form. After a bit of struggle, you are able to tuck your legs beneath you and roll a bit. You are now upright with your torso off the ground. One front leg is placed carefully in front of you and the others slowly push up until you are finally standing for the first time. In spite of never having done this, you feel more stable on these four legs than you ever did on two. Walking is quite awkward, moving at a stuttering pace that forced you to stop often so you could regain that solid feeling of balance when all your hooves were on the ground. You sigh and begin to ponder.
"What should I do? That woman must have done this to me with her magic. I could try to find her, she might be the only one who can undo this. But she is clearly dangerous. My circumstances might only get worse if I encounter her again! There must be someone else who could help me. But who? Where would I even start looking? If I return to my village I have no idea how they would react. There aren't any centaur living nearby, but I have seen a few pass through from time to time. I'm not sure, but I can't stand here forever."
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