Having spent some time thinking the matter over, Jenny made up her mind, scanning the area to see that she was alone here and judging the distance to the fields, she determined that it would take her a while to get there, perhaps fifteen minutes if she cycled. Plus it would allow her to test something while she was at it. So far, all her wished had been spoken, not thought, and if she wanted to change back later, she would have to make sure it was possible.
‘I wish that I slowly turn into a horse, a mare over the next fifteen minutes.’ She made the mental wish in her mind and waited.
It wasn’t long before she felt the first signs of her wish coming to fruition with a slight prickling sensation running over her body. Not an unpleasant feeling but certainly not comfortable as the shade of her skin darkened as fine fur began to grow over it.
“This, this is too cool.” Jenny couldn’t suppress a giggle as she forced her weight onto the pedal and started moving again.
The first few minutes were pleasant enough, and as she maintained a steady pace, she could watch as her body slowly changed shape. First the thickening fur over her body, a soft brown/black as her fingernails blackened before hardening into hoof-like material. Next she felt her spine pushing down from its base, a look behind (made slightly more difficult by her lengthening middle and ring fingers as the others shrivelled) showed her a tail forming, longer hairs sprouting from it. While the lengthening fingers began to fuse and expand, Jenny felt her face push out, a long muzzle forming as her vision widened, the colours fading somewhat. Next came a tearing sound as her feet had grown significantly and ripped her sneakers open, kicking them loose, she managed to get her purchase on the pedals back though found it an increasingly difficult task to simply keep moving forwards steadily.
“Wh-hoow…*nicker*” She tried to exclaim her excitement but her vocal cords and voice box no longer permitted legible speech through her long jaws.
Her hair had now narrowed into a long mane of jet-black, and now her torso was reforming. Wider, heavier, her barrelling chest sucking her breasts into them as she sighted the field at the end of a long downhill stretch of path.
She was already rolling down it now, gravity keeping the bike in motion as she couldn’t reach the pedals now. In fact, she was no longer sure if she could work the brake levers with herself as she currently was.
‘Maybe not my smartest moment.’ Jenny was forced to silently concede, as she debated with herself as to what to do now.
With how close she was now, she should make it to the fields okay, but didn’t know if she could stop when she got there, so perhaps she should ditch the bike now and run the rest of the way, ten minutes having passed since she made her wish so not much time left before it was complete, or try and stay in control and ditch it when she got there.