With the completion of her transformation she has become energized and recuperative. It takes little time for her to recover and come to grips with her state of being. The doe lets out an exhausted sigh of relief and manages to sit up. Her very first thoughts are that despite the stress of her changes, her new form feels delightful and she’s quite possibly the luckiest living creature in the world.
She brushes her short fluffy hair out of her eyes with her left hand and braces herself with her right. Comfortable and relaxed, she now has all the time in the world to examine herself. After all, she thinks with a growing smile, she’d better get use to this new self.
She starts by standing up. Her center of gravity has shifted considerably from how she originally learned to walk, and she stumbles several times and nearly falls over as she wobbles on two legs like a human woman trying to wear high heels for the first time. Eventually she finds her balance once again, and gently walks toward the riverbank with all the fluid graceful motions of a deer.
She comes to the bank and kneels down to look at her reflection in the water. A pair of bright green eyes imbued with the glorious fire of inquisitive intelligence stare back at her. She grins and her reflection does the same, showing off her pearly white plant-eater’s teeth. Now she looks over herself curiously. She is a svelte six feet two inches tall, with an athletic muscle build that has carried over from her original form. She flexes and finds herself to be strong with shape-defining muscle. She is simply wonderful.
Eventually she grows bored of staring at her beautiful reflection and lays back at the edge of the water, taking in the sun with her eyes closed. She feels glorious, full of life and purpose.
She sits up again, suddenly having a curious thought. If the river water she drank caused her to come to this point in the first place, what would happen to her if she drank even more of it? Would she transform further or simply stay the way she is?
Her curiosity seems to get the best of her, and she leans over onto her hands and knees at the water’s edge. With mounting excitement, she dips her elegant muzzle into the water and gulps down several large drinks. It tastes sweet to her now. She raises her sopping wet mouth from the water and licks her lips. She looks over herself and finds nothing happening. Perhaps her change was just a one-time experience after all!
She sits at the water’s edge, now contemplating what she is going to do with herself. Her thoughts are suddenly interrupted by a pleasing tingle throughout her body. She gasps in elation, closes her eyes, and throws her muzzle into the air, the first tickle of sexual excitement she has ever felt building within her.
It feels very good this time, and she’s slightly disappointed when mere seconds later the tingling subsides. She opens her eyes and eagerly runs her hands down her side, expecting a new and exciting development, but she is exactly the same physically and mentally.
She sighs in slight disappointment and gets to her hooves. It is then that she realizes she has indeed changed! Her perspective is lower. She looks down at the tracks she has made in the mud at the riverbank. Her earlier sets of tracks are larger! Just to be sure, she plants her left foot in the wet dirt next one of her hoof prints and sure enough, she has lessened in size!
The doe walks over to a tall tree and stands at her full height with her back against the trunk. She scratches a notch above her head, steps forward, and turns to look at the mark she made. She looks on in wonderment, as the scratch in the tree slowly grows taller. She looks over herself excitedly and notices the ground slowly raising towards her.
Her previously six-foot two-inch body has dwindled to five two in a matter of seconds!