She now has cow hooves instead of feet. She can feel the heaviness of them as she swings them over her bed. *CLOP! CLOP!* .... Oh no. *sigh*... She still has the tail.. and now has the hooves.
"Time to face the facts. I'm probably going to be on all fours by the end of the week."
She looks around for her dresser. And.... can't seem to find it? Her room seems to be normal, except for... no place for her clothes. Wait... where are her clothes? Ah! There's her yellow and green skirt and her pink bra from yesterday. But.. the rest of her clothes? *sigh*...
She gets dressed and heads on down to the kitchen to get breakfast. But the sight that greets her is a little odd. There's Martha... but.. but.. She's a... farm hand? Where's her maid uniform? Oh boy... reality's been rewritten again. Oh! There's her mom walking in. And.... she's not saying anything about the new tail or hooves. Oh no...
"Hey Mom, where is my clothes? Actually, what the heck happen to my dresser?"
Her Mom turns to look at her with a most what-the-heck-you-talking-about look she's ever seen from her Mom. "Honey? What are you talking about?" She sighs and shakes her head, "Silly heifer, you are wearing your clothes. Time and time again, I've told you that you're not allowed to wear clothes unless going to school." She turns back and continues on muttering under her breath, "Darn cow pox... why did I have to get it when I was pregnant with her."
Cow pox? Reality must be getting rewritten. Must be from having to find a reason for being art cow. *sniff sniff* Mmmmm.. that smells good. Ahh, here comes Martha with her breakfast. *clunk!* *blink blink*. On her plate is the biggest helping of oatmeal she's ever seen. *sniff sniff*... But it smells good at least. She digs in eating it. Soon she's done and gives a buuuurrp!
She sits there for a few moments letting it sink in. At least it was tasty. *HONK HONK!* Oh! There's the bus! Time for school! She clops off to board the bus. At least there's no noticeable change with the students on the bus. Well... except for all of them having hooves for feet. Otherwise for that... Anyway, she heads off to school. The bus stops and lets everyone off. She finally gets a good look of the school and notices that . . .