You look to the fairy, who still has that impossibly smug grin on her face, and yell at her.You are happy to still being able to speak. And yes, some would say it is unwise top swear profusely at a fairy with the magical abilities to transform you, but you quiet that voice in your head. Some - the same, probably - would also tell you that you refuse to learn your lesson but you do feel that you are in the right, after all. What lesson should you learn? You did nothing wrong! You lost your temper, yes, but you should be excused from doing so! You became tiny and worse, female! How vile! Any guy would be rightfully offended! How would SHE feel if she became male, all of a sudden and could do nothing about it? She'd be enraged too! And now you're a horse! You do not care that you are a mythical beast, gentle and pure and immortal or whatever. You're still a female! With a horde's vagina! Not even with a penis! If at least your were a stallion... But no, you have to contend with no opposable thumbs, a womb and vagina, made to receive a penis instead of dangling one, and a horse's butt! A butt with an anus you are frightened to use! Which you will have to do eventually... After eating grass and leaves and flowers... Yuck! You've always hated vegetables and salads to start with! So you yell all your frustrations at the fairy, all those thoughts whirling in your head and that make you so very angry. If at least you were a stallion, you shout out repeatedly and forcefully. The fairy backs away at this flood of profanities but she recovers, red in anger and with a deep frown.
"Oh, you need to learn some manners... This time for sure," she grumbles.
And she blasts your magic straight at you before you can even think about dodging.