Cathleen thundered home dejectedly, soothed by the rhythmic, hard clopping of her new heavy, powerful horse legs. When she got home, however, she realized she had quite the dilemma: her ass was too big for her front door! Because her legs were over 8 feet long, she couldn’t even hope to be able to walk through her 7 foot tall front door!
“Shit,” she said angrily, leaning down to unlock her door. This was quite difficult for her, as the lock was almost out of reach of her arms. After she managed to unlock her door, she realized she couldn’t just limbo in, or bend her legs, as her legs were too long and wouldn’t work that way. Eventually, she opened her door and just crawled in on her hands and knees, feeling the sides of her huge hindquarters rub the edges of the doorframe. "Oh god, I almost got stuck entering my own home!" she cried out, taken aback by the immense size of her equine ass.
She stood back up once inside, standing barely a few inches below the ceiling. “Thank God I opted for the higher ceiling option,” she thought to herself. Cathleen then decided she should probably find out a little bit more about her new massive hindquarters, so she decided to go upstairs.
Going upstairs proved to be difficult with her new form, because of the balancing act needed just to counterbalance her gigantic rear. Eventually, however, she made it up, and walked to her room. She first went for the measuring tape, to see just how tall she was now. She unfurled it and held it to her hip, letting it tumble to the ground. She looked at the end of the tape: 120 inches! She was standing on 10 foot tall horse legs! “Oh my god,” she sobbed internally, whimpering out loud. She then got a curious idea, still holding the measuring tape in her hand. “How… how long is my… my… c-c-cock?” she stammered to herself, curious. She bent down, surprised at her flexibility, and began to rub her sheath. She was quickly overcome with sensations as her large equine cock sprang free, drooping several feet and dripping precum. “Wh-whoah,” she whinnied, surprised at how sensitive it was. However, she had science to attend to! She held her new cock as straight as she could, holding the tape measure next to it. 44 inches! And it wasn’t even fully erect yet! “Holy shit!” Cathleen cried, letting her humungous cock flop down heavily, slowly inching its way back into its sheath. She then decided to take a leap of faith in her bathroom, to see just how heavy her new form was.
She entered into the bathroom, suddenly reminded of her new feet by the shark clack against the tiled floor, and just how slippery it felt to her. After almost falling several times, she made it to the scale, and stepped on. After about a minute, she heard it beep. She couldn’t read the numbers from 11 feet away, so she had to bend down. Leaning down, she saw the number: 1,254! She weighed over 1,200 lbs! “OH MY GOD” she screamed, hearing a very loud whinny exit her lips. “No wonder the floors have been creaking,” she thought to herself.
After she got over her immense weight, she realized her new hindquarters were begging for calories. She’d never been hungrier in her life! “But what to eat...” she said, holding onto the guardrail for dear life as she slowly thundered her way downstairs. “There’s leftover tacos in the fridge, but that doesn’t sound good… oh, I know! Grass!” she exclaimed, not even phased by what she just said. So she went out her back door, once again crawling on all fours to get out, and set out upon her pristine lawn. She ate and ate until her stomach was distended, only pausing to get water from the tap. She decided to go back inside and rest for a while, tired from her... interesting day, to say the least.
She didn’t bother to sleep in her bed, fearing for its ability to support her new 1,200+ lb body, so she sat out all of the pillows she could find on her living room floor, laid on top of them, and curled up with several blankets, eager to see what the morning would bring…