We all got the lower body halves of horses, our ears became horse ears, our noses flattened out and our faces pushed out into short equine
muzzles, our hair extended into horse manes on the backs of our necks, and our fingernails turned black.
My parents looked younger - while dad was now 24, my mom was now 23 (meaning they would've had me when they were 17 and 16
respectively, and my little sister Kira 2 years later). My dad had bigger muscles, and my mom had bigger breasts.
Surprisingly, our clothes still fit - we just took off our shoes and socks because of our new hooves.
"What are we?" my little sister Kira asked.
"I think we're centaurs." my dad replied.
"Well you look like one handsome stallion." my mom said to my dad smiling "Would you like to go galloping with me?"
"Sure." he replied, blushing "You're a beautiful mare."
"Thanks." she said smiling, then said to Kira and me "Let's go out and run together!"
So we ran outside for hours, and we loved it. It was as if we'd always been centaurs!
When we got back, mom cooked us oats, apples, carrots, and salad for dinner.
We didn't need beds, so we slept on the floor. Our horse bodies were comfortable enough.
What happens tomorrow?