Cathy bolted up the stairs, fumbling and nearly falling backwards from her lack of balance - since technically she'd been on four solid legs her entire life - and the white furred unicorn woman finally did herself in on the middle steps, missing her footing and collapsing backward down the stairs.
For a ghastly moment I watched her body plummet in slow motion down the steps and there was a sickening thud as her head struck the bottom step - hard! To my horror I saw her head twist, her body spiral around freely, and there was a dreadful SNAP as she fell backwards on top of herself.
Her body fell to the tile floor at the bottom of the stairs and I gulped. I stepped in for a closer look and just about barfed as realization set in. Aunt Cathy's body was lying face up, one arm twisted under her back, but her head made a full circle and her neck was twisted grotesquely. Her tongue dangled out of her mouth and I could hear her gasping out her last as her leg twitched slightly.
Then, she let out a gurgling snort and went completely limp.
"Oh shit! Oh shit!" I panicked, and flew to her side, picking up her torso and lifting her into a sitting position. To my new horror, her head flopped backwards as if supported by a noodle, and her head was now resting behind her shoulders.
"Oh Jesus!" I yelped, and let her thud backwards to the floor. She was about as dead as somebody could get at this point.
Upstairs, the slamming of the headboard was probably cracking the wall. Thump after thump, Sara screamed in orgasmic delight followed by a manly holler of ecstasy.
I cringed, listening to Sara get all the pleasure she had dreamed of as I stood over her dead anthromorphed unicorn mother.
"Uh..." I thought quickly. "I wish Aunt Cathy wasn't dead!"
This proved to be a mistake. The dead unicorn woman jumped to life and sat up. She struggled frantically for a few minutes, her eyes rolling around in horror, and her hands picked up her own head, hanging down her back, and righted it on top of her shoulders. This was short lived, as her head simply flopped forward sickeningly into her smallish breasts. She gasped, sputtered, and died a second time, falling back ragdoll with a loud thunk.
I blinked. No, that wouldn't do. "I-I wish Aunt Cathy's neck wasn't broken! Uh, and that she wasn't dead!"
The unicorn sat up dizzy, grabbed her forehead, and blinked. "I... I must have had a fall." She said in a daze, and spit out one of her back teeth. "Oh for God's sake! I'll have to call the fucking vet again."
"Are you okay?" I said with concern, watching as she shakily rose to her feet and looked up towards the stairs as the last of the noise died away. It feel eerily silent.
"Yes. Well, I guess." She laughed slightly. "God, I'm lucky I didn't break my fucking neck!"
Uh, yes. I paled slightly.
"I've got a nasty headache though. I need to sit down for a moment." And with that, the unicorn woman hobbled towards the kitchen chair and sat groggily, holding her head.
I came close to her side and put my hand on her furry shoulder. "Do you want some ice?"
Cathy looked up at me oddly and raised an eyebrow. "But I don't even have a drink!"
Yes. She was brilliant. "Uh, yes." I returned the odd glare. "Do you feel okay otherwise?" She had been dead moments before. Twice.
"Yeah." She nodded, wincing as the pain spiked for a moment. "Can't get over this whole unicorn thing, though. I've been a damned horse my entire life! The only sentient talking horse in the whole world. And then suddenly I just turn into a two legged unicorn human thing. It doesn't make sense!"
"Maybe it was something you ate!" I suggested.
She looked at me and frowned. "I'm not that stupid, kid. But maybe, who knows?" She sighed heavily. "I've wanted to be more womanly my whole life. Not just a mare, but a woman. Here it happens now, and I look like shit." She looked herself over and growled. "Haven't even got a decent set of tits, and MAN is my ass huge!"
"Oh?" I perked up. "Would you change that if you could?"
"Hell yes!" She nodded, looking down at her sadly deflated breasts and middle aged physique. "I wouldn't mind being a SEXY unicorn woman, but nooooooo-oooooooo. Stupid life. At least the headache is going away. I'm going to have a lump." She felt her horn and blinked. "Never mind, it's the horn thing."
I stood beside her wondering if I should go check on Sara, or grant the homely mare her wish.