A horse. That’s what Madame Majique was swiftly turning into it seemed. Her grassy green cocktail dress split above her tight buttocks and a long flowing tail flopped out. Her ears slid to the top of her head poking up like the animals she was changing into.
“You think this will stop me?” she laughed, “I spent years of my life as the ‘Wonder Mare’ that fought off barbarian hordes. One clown will be no challenge.”
The Wonder Mare was a legendary horse and hero who allefedly started life as a circus animal. As strong as 10 men, with a coat of grey fur as hard as stone. She needed no rider to direct her into battle and seemed capable of human thought and even battle tactics but she’d disappeared completely after defeating the barabarian hordes and their shamans.
As it turns out, Wonder Mare had been Madame Majique all along. She’d been part of the circus act, using her potions and other concoctions to turn into various animals which astounded the audience and was one of the acts that made Phineas Barnaby’s travelling circus world famous. The other act was the acrobatic horse display group Dancing Mare’s.
It all changed when the barbarian hordes attacked the circus killing many performers but Madame Majique began to fight them off. She had been the lead Mare of the Dancing Mares and used her human mind to teach the others the dancing act. Now she taught them to fight and drove off the hordes. That didn’t last as they came back seeking to finish what they’d started and steal everything the circus had and enslave the performers that survived their assault. They started by having their gnome druids and wild elf shamans curse Madame Majique to remain a horse forever but not before she drank the circuses strongman potion. She fought them off and upon finding out she couldn’t return, and that the circus believed she’d been kidnapped in the attack and was just a regular horse, she began seeking revenge.
Many years later, when she had become a legendary folk hero, she finally confronted the shamans who had cursed her. They lifted the curse hoping it would stop her but she’d taught herself shaman magic to try to lift her curse but was unsuccessful as horses couldn’t speak the necessary words of power. Now she used it to turn the remaining barbarians into statues before leaving to live a peaceful life among nature.
We watched as Majique’s teeth grew big and thick along with her thighs. Her body grew a coat of grey fur and her arms elongated cracking painfully, hooves forming where hands had been.
“I fear no dumb horse,” the clown said as she rode by, splattering another pie in the horse womans face. Majique tried to wipe the cream from her face but fell to all fours, now almost completely a horse. She bucked and lunged with her head at where she thought the clown was but ended up going for Connie and Morgana instead, knocking them into the air and onto her back.
“Ow watch it!” Connie the pig squealed whilst Morgana the monkey chattered angrily.
The pie slipped from Majiques face, revealing she was now fully a horse.