"...horse faced." Jake remarked, laughing at Ryan's swelling lips, bucking teeth, and lengthening ears.
"Wha-- what?!" Ryan yelped in surprise, his hands shooting up to feel his changing features, his skull making popping noises as his nose and jaw extended into a horse's muzzle.
Coarse, brown fur quickly sprouted across Ryan's body as his entire form began to increase in mass and size, his transformation into an anthro horse progressing. Clothes feeling incredibly tight, muscles swelling beneath his shirt and jeans, Ryan couldn't help but feel that his boxers were the snuggest of all, increasingly painfully so.
"Oh, yeah..." Ryan said, trying his best to smirk at Jake between stressful breaths, "I might be horse faced...." and he grabbed the now obscene, growing package straining at his crotch, "But, I'm also horse hung, dude. Major, horse hung."