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Ash had just gotten back to his downtown apartment, the noises of Pittsburgh still coming through the windows. It was his birthday, and the male human had decided to go shopping for himself. Being a collector of rare or odd items, his buying habits were limited to antique shops and the occasional flea market. Today, he had bought a Persian-looking bottle that the owner of the shop assured Ash contained magic. Not an actual genie, but pure wish granting magic. He looked to the bottle, surprised that a genie didn't pop out. Standing out on the fire escape and balcony, Ashley shrugged and rubbed the bottle.

"I wish I had a lithe, sexy, muscular equine anthro with masculine looks, but a feminine enough demeanor as well as a good sense of fashion and romance and could be loved by anyone.."

As soon as he made the wish time around Ashley stood still and he could feel his body changing. His feet started to painfully turn in and become unshoed hooves. Further up, his calves became sculpted and powerful. His thighs thickened up with both muscle and feminine fat, a powder blue and frilly garter forming on his right thigh. His ass molded into a perfect blend of power and feminine beauty. It was something to make even the straightest man consider a roll in the hay with this equine boi. He let out a groan as his hips widened to a delicate, child bearing width. A long, wild white tail slithered out as he gave another low moan of pain, stomping those new hooves. The human's manhood, normally six inches, ballooned out to fifteen soft with his balls dropping a little bit, gaining girth and potency. The male bits are concealed in a powder blue thong that forms, though near every detail could be seen through with how the snug fabric clung to him. His belly firmed up to an eight pack as his pecs strengthened and flattened into slabs of meat a half-shirt, in this case a very feminine powder blue fishnet shirt, formed over them and the top of his pecs. Ash's watch turned into a long, wrapping bracelet all over his new stronger forearm.

The physical changes finish up as his hair grows longer, the hairs growing soft and silky smooth, the tips of his new pointed ears just peeking up through the locks of hair, parting it like rocks in a flowing river. Short pale gold fur creeps up his body, Fur growing a slightly darker golden between his legs, hair growing just a bit thicker at the base where his shaft was becoming thick, musky pubic fur. His mouth moves out into an equine muzzle and gains an off white coloring at the snout and lower jaw.

"Not what I was expecting..."

His voice was still masculine, but softer more melodic. It had power behind it but a soft lisp.

"well, thinks could be worse..."

Yes, he was shocked by the change but he could be dead. Or a slug. For now, he just hoped that his family and friends accepted him as is. Shrugging the new stallion went back into his apartment