Sitting in the bathroom you quickly realize how hungry you are, all that growing has left you starving. You walk over to your fridge pulling out anything that appeals to your horse pallete, you find a head of lettuce, some celery and an apple sitting on the shelf. You grab them all and wolf them down still not satisfied. You turn out the window, remembering your neighbors garden. Half of their crop has come in already and they're gone. This is your chance. You don't want to get spotted as an anthro horse so you open your large window and climb out into your yard and make a quick dash to theirs. In their garden are all sorts of peppers, lettuce, onions, tomatoes and a bunch of other veggies. You just start snacking, enjoying the fruits of their labor. Evauntually your full, depleting half of their crop. Then you do something without thinking, you take a shit. You don't think about, you don't try to stop it, it just falls out of your hairy brown ass landing with an audible plop, onto the dirt, splattering. You head back into your house climbing back through the window and kick off your shoes, turning yourself back to normal, put on your clothes and enjoy the rest of your day.
You take a break from the shoes for a while saving them for anything you can bust them out for. One day you come home and you hear loud noises from next door, you peek in the window and gasp. Your neighbors, the man, his wife and their son, have transformed into horse people and are freaking out tearing the place up. You look at their feet, they don't have the shoes on let alone human feet, they have hooves. You think for a moment and remember the shit you took, it contaminated the crop coming in and then they ate it and were cursed. You think for a moment, and...