It had been about a week and half since Jen had been saddled with her new form. She continued her long walk back home, becoming more and more comfortable with her body, err, bodies. She figured out how to eat and drink rather quickly, and could walk with a confidence rivaling that of her old, now distant human form. She had gotten used to having almost all of her frontwards vision cut off by her large equine hindquarters, and she found herself entertained by the lazy swooshing of her tail as she slowly made her way east.
She thundered along, stopping only to sleep, eat, and drink. She thundered and clopped her way through cities and states, forests and mountains, finding the clip clop of her 12 hooves under her 10,000 lb body to be strangely soothing, almost melodic. During her journey, she also came to the realization that no one was terrified of her, as she thought they would have been. She, a three bodied, human headed horse girl was normal, as far as everyone was concerned.
Eventually, after stomping along for another few days, maybe a week or so, Jen couldn't tell, she came upon her home town. She was finally home! The sun was setting as she entered into her cul-de-sac, and she noticed something odd next to her house. Apparently her parents no longer had a garage, but stables in its place. Her mother was standing outside. She greeted Jen, holding about 10 carrots in her hand that Jen proceeded to scoop up with her tongue. "That's my girl," her mom said, patting her on her left, black stallion body's shoulder, "Remember, Jen, you have school in the morning. I know you need your rest after that walk, go inside and sleep.". Jen nodded best she could, neighing a response. She entered the stables, laid down, and slept.