Ron winced and whinnied in pain, his body morphing and stretching to inhuman proportions. His hands and feet hardened into black hooves, as white fur sprouted all over his changing body.
"Just hang in there, Ron...I'm here," Jasmine assured, sitting next to him.
He nodded as best he could as his genetic makeup was being entirely rewritten.
Jasmine watched, seeing his tail and mane form, and noticing the black and white stripe patterns appearing all over him. Most odd, though, was what was happening in Ron's rear. Now, Jasmine, was long over him, and not really looking at it, but with Ron's clothes having ripped off during this transformation, it was hard not to see the massive equipment that was there.
But that wasn't the odd part. The odd part was that it was receding. Not getting bigger to fit a stallion's body. Meaning...
"Ron...you're not going to like this..." Jasmine muttered under her breath, as Ron's equipment inverted into the fairer.
He... she panted, laying there for a bit before slowly getting up. She was always a biped so she didn't know how to walk on all fours, making her stumble.
"Easy...easy there, girl," Jasmine said, getting a look from Ron at 'girl'. The zebra mare quickly turned her head to see what was between her back legs, and gave a shocked neigh.
"Hey...it's not so bad," Jasmine said. "Come on, let's get to Morphia so we can undo this."
Ron nodded, and then faceplanted as she tried to trot forward.
"...right. This might be a long trip," Jasmine sighed.