I had seen the images. I knew what the changes would be, on the visual side. I had red the text on how to use the product, so I had a fair idea, as to what was to happen. Or so I thought. You never knew?
I had just woken up, I'm still in my bed, nothing had changed about it. How would I expect that to happen? Would someone enter my room, during the night.
I think the room is largely intact, just the way it was the other day. Just as my muzzle, and the panties and top I'm wearing is largely unchanged, for all I could say.
The one thing sticking out is my hooves, I knew I have large sucker-cup hooves. I just can't deny it, I feel the effect enough not to deny them.
Ofhorse I know it is Saturday morning. The clock is eight sharp, for all I could read. It all made perfect sense. With that final confirmation, I slipped the quilt off of my body. I could clearly see the top, on the top of my chest, just the way I knew it would be. I had put effort into putting the top on, the previous night.
The twin cups, covering most of my orb-like jigglies, though I could clearly see my nibbles now, large as they are. I guess it felt a bit on the unexpected side, but I had merely woken up, so that tracks. The one difference, the top isn't just the flat and lifeless rubber it had been the day before, it is now a fluid glistering, slippery and sleek finish. Even if my nibbles did feel rough to the texture, which only teased me further.
Looking down, I could clearly see the same changes to my panties. Just that instead of nibbles, my mound had grown fairly generous with the orchid on the top, looking inviting, by what I could see. I imagine I could actually reach it, and slip my finger in, just for the teaser of a test. I let the notion slip for me.
At this point, I sat up, looking down at what had passed for my feet. In their place, my legs now end in a pair of the largest hooves I ever saw. I knew them to be sucker-cups. Consisting of a rubbery substance, both elastic and firm on the front, giving me unsurpassed traction, almost anywhere I was to set hoof. I guess it did excite me a bit.
Curiously, the colour and hue of my hooves match the colour of my panties and top. I guess it had been expected. Just the same, my mane and tail matches the colour depicted in the package of the muzzle I had chosen to put on. Neon yellow, if I recall correctly? A similar vibrant and florescent as the panties I'm wearing. I had chosen these, because I enjoy them.
For a mare of five feet in height, I could clearly see my now six inches wide hooves to be generous enough. I had chosen the gel, after some consideration. I had decided to enjoy myself, and by Celestia, I will.
Thinking back, I did recall a warning, not to use the hoof gel on all fours, all by myself, since it would leave me stranded, in case I wanted to go back, to who and what I had been.
...... What the fuck is your description saying?
3823602 that the girl goes to Equestria.
She expect to see ponies, which she will.
you did by any chance read the story? even if it is barely getting off of the ground.
3823707
No.
The description made no sense, so I didn't read it.
3823724 it did not make sense to you, I guess I could see? this doesn't say that everyone else found it confusing.
There is the chance it had started to make sense, if you had red it.
I'm wondering, since you posted a comment, and had no idea what the description means?
3823793
I had no idea what it was about.
I'm not about to start reading any story willy nilly.
That'd be like sticking your dick in any hole you see. It could only end badly 99% of the time.
3823808 if you put it that way, I guess I can see why you did not start to read.
I'll look into the description, as I keep develloping the story.
thanks for pointing it out.