Jen thought about it for a minute, it was best to not change too many things. She figured the Jen if this world couldn’t stand her grandmother and looked for any excuse to get away from her, but she’s never done anal before. None of her cheerleader friend’s have even played with their asses before, and here she was about to rim an overweight, pregnant mother rabbit in front of everyone in this barn. Hesitantly, she got on her knees in front of Ms. Weatherby’s fuzzy rump and started to sniff it. The scent was so strong she put her hands out and grabbed it for support. She couldn’t describe the scent, but it was overbearing enough for her to pause and blackout.
Inside her mind, Jen was floating, wondering what just happened. She looked down at herself and saw that she was back in her skinny human form. She looked ahead and saw two plump figures, one slightly larger than the other. Jen tried to move closer to the figures, but found out she couldn’t really go anywhere, so she attempted to speak to the figures to get their attention. “Excuse me? Hello? Who are you? What are you doing to me?” She got no response, but the figures started to move. Now she could distinguish what those figures were, one of them was the form she was just in, the massively round, obese horse anthro with massive boobs, ass, and gut. The taller figure was largely the same just with more saggy tits (like moobs), a bigger gut, and a smaller ass. She figured it was the male version of the horse anthro, but she had no idea why it was here. Just when she was about to speak again, a voice telepathically reached her. “You must choose a form, and there will be no further changes. Rimming the rabbit will turn you into a male, leaving will allow you to stay female.”