The fairy was gone! Yes!
But...at what cost? How on earth were you going to go back home like this? If animal control didn't catch you, surely a hunter in these woods would. Were there even hunters here, though? To be honest, with the presence of the fairy and the fact you've become a unicorn mare, you have three theories. Either 1) You've been transported to another world where magical things like this exist, 2) This is all real and on Earth, and for some reason you've managed to encounter what no one else...no one else credible anyway....has, or 3) the most unsettling theory, that you've gone mentally insane and this is all in your head. That you're somewhere in an asylum with other crazies.
Well, no matter what the truth was, everything FELT very real. The warm breeze, the sound and feeling of your hooves as you trotted along, the...sensations....that your new winking rear was flooding you with. That was something you've been trying to ignore, and possibly try to stop, to no avail. That was the most worrying thing about your situation. The fairy who did this to you mentioned something about male unicorns tracking your scent, that you were in heat.
You never worked on a farm, and didn't know much about horses, but you could put two and two together of what this might mean. And, despite what your new body wanted, you certainly did NOT want that. So, you kept on moving, hoping to find an end to this forest.
*clip clop*
You heard a second pair of hoofsteps...not your own. You stopped, remaining still as you looked around.
Silence. Nothing to see around you but trees and foliage.
After a few seconds, you resumes your trot, then heard the hoofsteps again, along with a rustle. You quickly whirled your head around, and saw it. Him. You could tell with how your warmness went to an all time peak. He sniffed, and you saw his horn light up, a matching glow appearing on your leg. Then, a tug!
In an instant, you were being pulled to him, rear first. You tried to break free, but his grip was too strong! His warm musky breath got closer and closer, until you could feel it hitting your winking folds. Before he could do anything else, you gave it all your might, and bucked him with your hindlegs, sending him back and releasing his grip.
Then you ran, you ran with all of your newfound might and speed.
But the hoofsteps resumed, now faster and gaining. The chase was on.