Kejital stepped out from the town on a small dusty path down the valley. He could see his destination already, no less then a quarter of a mile, a small ranch off on the outsides of town. He was working for a small restaurant today, luckily they didn’t know about his… “condition” yet, and hired him on the spot for a 2 drachmae an hour. Unfortunately the restaurant ran out of milk and the superiors thought sending the ‘new guy” was a good idea.

He ran down the path to the farm, and looked for the farmer, to tell him his boss needed milk for the … what did they use milk for anyway? Regardless he pushed the technicalities of his mission out of his head, he couldn’t find the farmer in the cow pastures, the smell was un bearable. After escaping the manure-strewn hell he wandered about until a farmhand directed him to the stable instead. Shrugging his shoulders he walked the way he was indicated to go and ended up in the stables.

For whatever reason, the farmer was also not here, he called out for him, “Hey mister farmer?” and no response came back. He turned to leave and get out of the smelly stables. Or he tried to at least. A mare from behind him suddenly made a strange noise, “REEHEEHEE” and fired its powerful hind legs into his lower back knocking him completely over.

“What the hell was that for?” Kejital demanded of the horse, which turned around and looked back at him innocently. He staggered out of the barn clutching his back limping obviously and feeling a tremendous amount of pain form his rear-ending. But it wasn’t there that hurt the most, his stomach was on fire, from his abdomen to his feet, he felt an incredible amount of pain.

Kejital looked back at the barn, and suddenly his ears started ringing, his face started aching and his stomach started heaving, all at once. He honestly had no idea which one hurt him more. “Stupid horse!” Kejital yelled, he could have sworn he could hear it laughing at him. His neck also gave him pains, and a sudden increase in body temperature throughout his body caused him to shed his shirt and his shoes.

His feet numbed and as he looked down, his toes coalesced into hooves, and his feet were elongating into equine-unglantigrade forms. His thighs widened and elongated, as his calf muscles thinned and shortened, like the lower parts of the stallions in the stables. His skin hardened, and brown coarse fur sprouted all over his body, his fingers began to fuse, into only three digits, but Kejital figured they were just slower then the rest.

“Oh great I’m going to be a horse.” He said gloomily to himself as a tail popped through the seat of his pants. “There goes another job. Only the sixth this week.” He braced himself against the stables for the end that would leave him a quadruped for a week or so.

As if to answer him from his stomach two small lumps formed, and as his spine gave a sharp lurch and exploded, his body suddenly extended. “What? Horses don’t have six limbs?” He was suddenly seeing much more nose then normally, his sense of smell exploded, along with his hearing. His vision completely split and his hair down his back grew out in mane as his neck lengthened. It stopped after that and he looked sill as a tattered remain of his lower clothing hung on the rear end of his oddly shaped body.

“Maybe I can be a delivery horseman-thing.”
“I could use some help!” a voice said form the distance.
“Who are you?” Kejital asked.
“Why You don’t know me ? I’m farmer Ted.”
“Where you when I was looking earlier?”
“Hiding form you, I wanted some help so I asked the boss of the restaurant to put up some kind of front to get a customer to see if I could get a farmhand that could really understand the animals.”
“So you had me get kicked in the a** so you could get a horse-thing to help you with the horses?”
“Basically I heard about Ya, Kejital.”
“Ever been kicked by a horse Mr. Ted?”
“Nope, runnin this farm ore twenty years and not-a-one. knock on wood”
“Oh okay then.” With that he promptly turned around and kicked the farmer clear into the pig pen. “That’s basically what it feels like.”

Back in the pen, the farmer felt a little, well strange, really hungry too. He didn’t see his belly growing.

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REEHEEHEE and The horse kick trigger was suggested by

I know you’re all sick of subdued tones for Kejital’s transformations ( Minotaur, otter, Satyr, Griffin, Equitaur), but eventually I’ll do something colorful to him. Personally I love fooling around with color, so I’ll get on top of that.

Equitaur tf for the Kejital, and yeah the farmer’s pig tf is implied.
Kejital and the art are both © to me