[19:49] Francine Novikov: || More than a few jaded college students said the internships and TA opportunities here are glorified scams, and most of the time, that statement is pretty accurate.  Instead of advancing up the biology department or through medical school and getting rewarded for working without pay, you're led around by the nose.  Promised nebulous, vague opportunities front-loaded with flattery, then consigned to coffee runs and errand escapades.  All the adjunct offices on campus were guilty of this in some way.  Professors have their reputations.  Freshmen get duped, seniors get burned...

Funny, then, that Ky got the good one.  Or at least, the one professor without a track record for shattering the dreams of her interns with bullshit.

No no.  This Dr. Novikov was different.  She seemed to be.  Attentive, action-focused, responsive to the critical needs of her young adults...  But most importantly, she gave out results.

Physical results.  She'd fill out your resume in exchange for experimenting on you.  Swollen breasts for a college credit.  Fat dicks for a community service hour log.   Long, feet length hair for a week's time as an assistant.  None of it was above board, but... be honest, nobody cared at this point.  Hours and results were hours and results.

Maybe that's why Ky found herself in the campus medical theatre at 9pm, dressed down to a hospital gown, sitting upright on a cot and surrounded by rolling cabinets of medical tools from nearly every pathology and profession.  Maybe she wanted what everybody else was abusing.  As she adjusted to the frigid atmosphere, her professor, the purple-haired, buxom giant Francine, made her rounds to make sure she has everything she needs.
[20:00] Kyllina: Ky sat nervously on the cot as Francine puttered around through all the different cabinets, watching her closely and trying to figure out what exactly was going to happen to her. Everybody always clamored to be the woman's 'intern' and she'd been lucky enough to make the cut - but from the whispers and stories going around campus, nobody ever knew exactly what they were going to get into, except that it was always worth it. She rubbed her bare arms to try and ward off the cold, wondering to herself if the professor's obscene, large body was a result of her own experiments, and if she'd end up like her. That wouldn't be bad - the professor's breasts were large, but weren't absurd for her big frame. She needed the results, though - getting into a good med school was hard, but having Dr. Novikov on your resume always seemed like a golden pass, from what she heard, so she was willing to go through... well, a lot. It didn't hurt that basically every story she heard involved making the subject look better, usually, and the slightly plain Ky certainly wouldn't mind standing out a bit more.

She coughed slightly and shivered. "You got everything, Doctor? Are we starting soon? It's a bit... well, cold, in this gown, so..." She trailed off. She certainly didn't want to rush the doctor on their first day together. One hand played with her red hair nervously. "And I think getting started would help with the nerves, so..." She forced herself into a nervous smile.
[20:05] Francine Novikov: "A few questions," doctor Novikov huffed, digging through a toolbox on her hands and knees.  Her accent isn't as thick as her ancestry would've suggested.  "Because you - you seem deserving of something much better, no?"
[20:06] Kyllina: Ky blinked, looking over at the woman at that question, unsure. "Uh... sure?" Deserving of much better? She wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but it clearly had something to do with the experiment. "Uh, what do you mean?"
[20:12] Francine Novikov: Her answer came in a scary package.  Scary for anybody with... well, normal body proportions.  After consumate digging, the doctor pulled out and slammed a long, rubber tool on the adjacent table.  The fluted head shuddered, wobbled, and eventually settled down...

It's a dildo.  A rod, sculpted with a medial ring and a flat head and a lovingly detailed urethra, more likely than not cast from the sculpt of an *actual* colt.  Nearly 2 and a half feet long...!

Francine seemed proud.  "You, my dear, have a small body.  Average.  Nothing to write home about.  Consent permitting, I shall change that, and put everything I have worked on to shame.  All it takes is a willing signature and... well, the courage to stick this up your ass."
[20:21] Kyllina: Ky stared at it, eyes going wide as her eyes traveled over the two and a half foot long horsecock-shaped dildo, mouth dropping open. She shuddered, feeling her skin prickle in a nervous sweat, and a slight throb from between her legs. She gulped, glancing back over at the large doctor, then back at the dildo, trying to wrap her head around it. The woman wasn't wrong, at least in terms of her body. And changing it, making it... not average... was something that really appealed to her.

But the sheer, obscene size of it! "I mean, uh... If you can make me not average, and I can help in your research, and get, you know, everything I need, I'd be happy to do what you need, but..." She stared pointedly at the massive dildo. "That's... I mean, I've..." Her cheeks flared slightly pink. "Experimented, but... something that size would kill me, wouldn't it? I'm sure I've seen a news article about someone dying from that sorta thing."
[20:27] Francine Novikov: "Not.  Quite."  The doctor revealed just what the hand behind her back was hiding - a spray bottle, loaded with bright pink liquid.  Spritz spritz.  "What you will be administered is a genetic elasticity solution.  Essentially-"  She hummed, spritzing the sides of the dildo dutifully.  Given a few moments to set in, and the black latex takes on a slick, inviting sheen.  "-it will stretch you out the more you force inside.  This will have a multiplicative effect, and cause your hips, your buttocks, your legs and... basically everywhere else to grow too.  Of course, the process is a little painful, buuuut the solution is laced with active endorphin surges, so the process will definitely be pleasant."
[20:31] Kyllina: Ky watched, slightly curious, as the doctor spritzed the dildo over and over, coating it until the entire thing shined. She blinked slightly at the explanation, mouth opening slightly. "So, uh... Am I going to look sort of like you, then? You're... pretty big. If I end up like you that sounds..." She imagined it. Taller, curvier. Drawing eyes, for sure. It sounded good. "Good. And..." She eyed the dildo. Elasticity? Being able to easily take an insertion that size.... was also interesting. It was unique, if nothing else. She gulped. And she did need that recommendation from the doctor, so... She nodded internally. This was... something she could do. And it definitely tickled a little part of her, getting some hormones rushing. She'd always been interested in playing with her butt and prostate, but it'd been hard to get any traction. If she could easily use a dildo... that would open up a lot of opportunities for that sort of play.

She nodded for real this time, taking a deep breath. "I... yes, I think I can do that."
[20:37] Francine Novikov: /me clasped her hands together and grinned.  "Fantastic.  To answer your earlier question, no, not just like me..."  Franny turned round, fished out a pair of disposable gloves near the sink and lifted the dildo with both hands.  Lord knows, it needed that kind of respect.

"Think [b]bigger[/b].  Perhaps, oh... two feet taller.  Heavier, endowed equally due to body mass, sensitive~"  She swooned~  And set the dildo's base on the cot right next to Kyllina, unbuckling the side railing.  "If all goes as planned, you will be a beautiful giant among giants, rest assured."
[20:40] Kyllina: /me gulped as the dildo was brought next to her, eyes still wide as she stared. Two feet taller? She'd be, what? Eight, nine feet tall? Her breasts and cock would be huge... she'd be huge. One of a kind. Not average. Adrenaline was rushing to her head, making it difficult to think, images of her towering over others, the draw of everyone's gaze, a curvy beauty... She shook her head slightly and coughed. "Uh, isn't there something I need to sign for this? And, uh..." She stared at the dildo, imagining it sliding into her. "Shouldn't you put that on the floor or something? It's too big for me to just..." She gestured at it, up and down.
[20:44] Francine Novikov: "Oh, uh-"  Fran blushed.  Obviously, it was, thought she expected the sheer gains in size to make squatting quite uncomfortable.  Oh, and the paperwork, of course!  In a flurry, the doctor set the dildo on a hastily sprawled out layer of wax paper and went back to the desk.  The clipboard slid back around, along with a ball-point pen.
[20:45] Francine Novikov: Blah blah, legalese, blah blah, non-disclosure agreement, blah blah, personal collateral blah.  Ah, there's the dotted line!
[20:50] Kyllina: Ky smiled softly as Fran blushed. It was kind of reassuring, actually. Knowing that the doctor could make [sub]minor[/sub] mistakes and wasn't quite the imperious, all-in-charge figure she'd been so far. Although she hoped the woman wouldn't make any mistakes related to the actual science, but she was sure the woman had already tested this out quite thoroughly to know what would happen. She flipped through the contract, not able to decipher most of it, but it seemed standard enough to her [sub]untrained[/sub] eyes.

She signed it quickly and decisively, and handed it back before sliding off the cot and stepping over to the dildo, sizing up the monstrous thing. She wasn't entirely sure why it had to be a dildo, and a horse one at that, but she assumed there was some reason. She glanced back at the doctor, feeling exposed and a little embarrassed as she straddled the thing. "I'm... not exactly a porn star or anything, so..." She grimaced, then took a deep breath. Obviously the doctor had to watch, but she was still unsure why exactly it had to be done through anal insertion. Maybe some sort of weird biology thing the woman had figured out. Either way, she took a deep breath, and slowly began to lower herself, hands holding her ass slightly wide. It was only for medical reasons, surely. She shuddered slightly as the fat, flared tip came in contact with her tight, nearly virginal pucker, wiping some of that spray onto it, and then she slowly started to push. "Here goes..."
[20:57] Francine Novikov: Franny stood back, adjusting her glasses professionally.  Of course this was for science.  It definitely wasn't an excuse for something unethical, nope, absolutely not.

Anticipation builds, then - tingling.  The tip's cold.  Colder than the room, cold.  But just a moment's press against what feels like a solid wall provokes the [b]strangest[/b] shiver.  Goosebumps popped up along Ky's buttcheeks, then rolled.  They rolled up and up and up her sides, around her belly, swiftly and dutifully up the small of her back.  Down the backs of her thighs and swirling round and round her calves.  Suddenly, there's a noise, like suction.  Franny probably heard it, it was so loud.  The walls of her anus squealed with apparent delight.  A bright, knotted little ball of pleasure started to burn, right at the midpoint of her hips.  It's sooooo tight in there, but everywhere the head of this dildo touches... it's orgasmic~
[21:03] Kyllina: Ky shuddered firmly with it, a loud gasp leaving her mouth as she felt those goosebumps run firmly along her skin, her stomach and back and thighs and legs, and then there was that ball of pleasure, turning the gasp into something like a moan, She felt the gown tent slightly, her mediocre cock instantly hard from it, her legs shaking a little - and then she pushed down. The fact that she was exposed, that she was doing something so ridiculous, started to fade in her mind compared to the powerful little ball of pleasure, the feeling of being so, so tight and stretching mixed with just pure, orgasmic bliss radiating from inside driving thoughts of shame away from her. She groaned out, twitching slightly, and pushed firmly, trying to force more and more of that pleasurable, intense stretching feeling up into her body.
[21:07] Francine Novikov: The tip found another wall - this time, the abdominal, but like before, it was only an obstacle for so long.  Ky's stomach gurgled.  Then, her tailbone tugged itself out.  The buttocks around them clenched, and then?

Vertigo.
[21:07] Francine Novikov: (oops, not done0
[21:14] Francine Novikov: Vertigo clamped down on Ky's head like a vice.  The room wobbled, nearly spun.  Abruptly, her hips jutted out.  Toes clenched, dick throbbed.  Everything felt too small... way too small.  Cold spasms ran into the muscles of her torso, her legs, around the anal cavity, and in a shuddering instant, they started growing.  Haltingly, naturally.  Her body suuuurged a few inches in the thighs, then stopped.  Her belly tightened up, running taut around firming abs.  Fat rushed to fill in opening spaces in her glutes, and behind them, tension wound itself around muscle fiber.  One cursory look - and she's already bigger than Fran, sporting birthing hips capable of almost delivering a calf.  And the dildo wasn't even all the way in yet!

But there was a catch.  A feverish pulse of pleasure ran up into the tip of Ky's cock.  It pushed out of the way of the hospital gown and quickly revealed - flattened head.  Growing ring.  Brown genital flesh darkening to a sexy black... and... pink... fuzz along her thighs?  Even as Ky's cock jumped inches every second, this coat of hide around it was only swallowing more of her trunk-like legs1
[21:14] Francine Novikov: *!
[21:33] Kyllina: Ky groaned as it pressed deeper and deeper into her, easily able to feel its progress by that growing pleasure deep inside. And then she started to feel the changes, and her head swam. Vertigo hit hard, making the room shake, her eyes unfocusing as she tried to lock on to something steady. She felt everything, all the changes, as her muscles clenched and grew, growing firmer, stronger, like she'd been training them her whole life. She felt her bones grow, thighs growing longer, actually lifting her off the dildo by several inches as they lengthened and thickened with muscle and fat around it. She felt her hips swell, giving her obscene curves, and her stomach growing fat and toned.

And she felt what happened with her cock, too, a powerful surge of pleasure along its length as it suddenly, quickly, grew to an obscene length, pushing her gown to the side as it surged forth. Her eyes locked onto it as she sank deeper onto that dildo, slipping slightly in her unsteady vertigo haze, feet threatening to slip out from underneath her and send her crashing down onto the insertion in one blow - but she stayed upright, for now. She looked at her dick, unsure of what she was seeing as that thick horsedick grew and grew from her loins, and the skin of her legs turned pink.

"Wh-whuh?" She moaned out, unable to put out much more than that. Her mind was so overwhelmed she couldn't think clearly, only watch in amazement and force herself even deeper, although it grew more and more difficult as her new legs squished together - she was going to have to lean back off of them to get the whole thing inside of her and basically sit on it.
[21:49] Francine Novikov: It was a good thing to decide on that now - because the room was getting criminally small, and the gown criminally tight.  As her haunches gave out, the countertops around her jumped at least a foot.  Then another.  The ceiling approached slowly, ominously, until fissures erupted in her gown.  Mmmmfh, finally.  It had gotten so tight around Ky's frame that it threatened to choke off circulation!

Out of the tears and the sundered pieces of the gown, her swelling body parts accelerated into frame.  First, her tits - nearly as large as pumpkins, they were.  Rounded, perky, supported by strong pectorals, topped with bright purple teats.  Pink quickly crawled up into her collar and over her shoulders.  Second - balls.  Fucking [b]balls[/b].  A pair of testes drooped down to the floor, rapidly bloating with satisfying, swimming sensations.  They felt comfortably full.  Round enough to straddle the ground, beaming with the bliss of bubblebath warmth.  Maybe that was just the testosterone floating up to her brain...

Or maybe they were hiding the sudden lack of feeling in her toes... and her fingers.  All of them, narrowing down to flat, flexible semi-hooves.  Uh oh.

And finally - her prostate.  It couldn't last much longer like this.  At ten(!) feet tall, more than twice her original weight, sporting a cock longer than the good doctor's arm, sitting on gratuitously wide asscheeks, painted hot pink and now gifted a freaking tail, it lasted through all the changes, but it was overworked.  Shuddering.  Begging to flip the switch and flood Ky's brain with overloaded hormones.  All she had to do was massage it.  Press it ONE more time against the head of that delicious dildo...
[22:02] Kyllina: Her head was a haze of overwhelming sensations, pleasure and more all mixing together as she felt herself get filled up, as she felt herself grow larger and more fit and muscular, larger and curvier, larger and bustier and more hung and pink. She felt the gown tear open into tatters on her skin, bringing relief that she didn't know she needed. Her breasts ballooned from it, and the desire to cup and toy with them was strong - but she needed her hands to keep her balance. She felt their weight on her chest, heavy and fat, but not uncomfortably so - the muscles lacing her new body made it easy to bear that additional weight. Those balls, though - as they grew and stretched and bloated full of so much cum her body didn't know what to do with them, she felt a rush of hormones, of testosterone filling her, making her cock pulse with need, oozing thick, gooey precum onto the floor two feet away from her body. They felt so full, so fat, radiating a need to release.

Ky groaned firmly, her whole body shuddering with sensation - as she felt her fingers fuse together, unable to hold her ass anymore. She lifted them up, surprised, as her feet fused into hooves as well, and stared at them, and her toned, fit, pink arms. She wanted to voice a complaint, turn to the doctor and yell something, but... her prostate pulsed, and the thought was driven from her mind. Her tail wagged slightly, and she noticed that the woman watching seemed almost small. She was practically sitting, only kept just off the ground by the power of her legs, but she was still near the same height as her. She blinked, then shuddered again. And finally lost control, hips slamming down, driving the last remaining inches of horsecock dildo into her stretched out asshole, grinding it against that poor prostate as her fat new ass slammed onto the floor - and exploded.

She moaned, a loud, throaty, needy noise that filled the air as her hoof-hands went to her huge new pink tits, mashing into them, trying to get a grip unsuccessfully. Hormones filled her large body, and her hooves clapped on the floor as she spread her legs. Her balls tightened and pulsed, and she [b]came[/b], her fat horsedick throbbing, head flaring, but jet after obscene, powerful, full, multi-gallon jet of goopy thick spunk [b]pumped[/b] from her full nuts, spraying out several yards across the floor, battering aside anything that might be in her way from the sheer force of it. Her muscles tightened and she came and came, jet after jet of jizz pumping from her horsedick, splattering out into the room as her head was overcame by sheer animalistic pleasure, hormones flooding her body by the gallon.
[22:08] Francine Novikov: Battering turned out not just to be hyperbole - the jets of jizz smacked loudly against the stainless steel surface of the rolling cabinets, knocking them aside!  Ky came as far as the wall, splattering the sterile white brick with yellowish semen.  Before it was over, before her prostate abruptly lost all the heady heat building upside its knot, Ky had left a trail extending as long as she was tall, dripping and congealed together as multiple globs of digested cum.
[22:09] Francine Novikov: A pregnant moment passed between the two women(?).  Then, Franny huffed, and reached for the pen.  "Spunk splooging mark not reached... at least two gallons off point... pony requires immediate training to produce more sperm..."
[22:12] Kyllina: Ky just sat there, gasping in post-orgasmic bliss, hooves pawing at her fat new tits as her ass clamped around the dildo inside of her. She shuddered and let out a soft groan, her massive horsecock throbbing and going just a little stiff. She shuddered as she heard the words, but her mind was still hazy - until she jerked suddenly, glancing at the hooves that replaced her hands, and then the doctor. "H-hey, doctor, what's going on? You said I'd get bigger, but I feel... a lot bigger. And my hands... and dick, and skin, and... what did you do? This isn't quite..." She trailed off slightly, trying to think through all the hormones filling her brain. It wasn't easy, all those male sex hormones making her feel funny.
[22:16] Francine Novikov: Fran reached out, and in response, Ky's head suddenly itched.  Her ears felt warm.  And for some reason, affection from [b]Fran's[/b] hand was more pleasant than the disconcerting feeling that most of her hair on one side of her head was suddenly not there.  Were her fingers running through... Ky's [s]mane[/s] mohawk?  "Easy girl, easy.  Just need to run a few tests on you before we can take you to show."
[22:18] Francine Novikov: Fran reached out, and in response, Ky's head suddenly itched.  Her ears felt warm.  And for some reason, affection from [b]Fran's[/b] hand was more pleasant than the disconcerting feeling that her hair was a long longer... and far silkier than before?  The straight curtains ran down to her hips...  "Easy girl, easy.  Just need to run a few tests on you before we can take you to show."
[22:20] Kyllina: Ky blinked, shuddering in a surprising amount of pleasure at that scritching, feeling a shudder run down her spine as she continued to sit there. Still, she didn't miss the fact that her question had just been ignored - and she'd been talked to like, well... like she wasn't really a person. She blinked again at that thought, reaching out with one of her hoof-hands to press against Fran's arm. "H-hey, don't... ignore me! I... this wasn't what I signed up for! I was going to be, you know, big and pretty, but all this other stuff... I'm pink, I don't have hands! I... answer me, come on!" Her ears twitched, and felt... odd. Like they were twitching from front to back. She shifted slightly, feeling that big dildo inside of her, adrenaline starting to push through her as she felt herself start to grow panicked.
[22:27] Francine Novikov: Fran's eyes sidelined the new ponygirl.  "[sub]Hmph.  Hormones and housing are agitating the specimen.[/sub]  Alright, then, girl - let's do some exercises."

Exercises?  Uncaring of Ky's feelings on the matter, her body sat back.  Muscles relaxed down her frame.  Her tail even started to wag in spite of commands.  In fact, nothing seemed to be responding to commands!  Nothing that'd put her in direct conflict with her [s]new master[/s] traitorous doctor.  Even the poor girl's subconscious feels the practiced urge to wait for instructions!

Fran opened her hand.  "... now... show me your hoof."  A pavlovian response twangs the piano wires of Ky's muscle memory.  Show hand, give hoof.
[22:31] Kyllina: Ky blinked - her body just didn't seem to do what she wanted it to. She felt agitated, uncertain, panicked... or she should. But her body was relaxing, sitting easily on that dldo, feeling it grind against her prostate. Her tail wagged a little, and she couldn't help but watch the doctor closely, waiting for the order to come. What the hell was wrong with her? She took a breath, trying to figure things out on her own. Clearly she'd been turned into... a horse, of some kind. Horse-person. Giant, but still - she twitched as she heard the instruction, and followed it automatically, hoof plopping into Fran's hand before she knew what she was doing. She blinked at it, staring, then glanced at Fran once more. "Wh-what have you done to me?" She needed an answer, desperately, and her voice showed that desperation.
[22:36] Francine Novikov: "Good [i]girl~[/i]"  Hnnngghh, that hit something.  Subconscious satisfaction bubbled.  Ky was a good girl.  Ky followed orders like a good pon- wait a minute.  Fran squeezed the hand-hoof and gave it an easy shake before she let go.

"Now - hooves up!"  This was ridiculous, and yet, Fran seemed committed to not answering Ky's questions, or even treating her like another human being.  And yet, her body felt that twang again, the urge to throw her hooves up over her bust.  It was only now that the notion that Ky's hair had been turned [b]lime green[/b] seemed to register.
[22:42] Kyllina: Ky felt herself twitch with satisfaction, her brain taking strange, weird turns, her eyes lidding just a little before she shook her head slightly, trying to focus - and catching a glimpse of that long green hair waving. She felt a need to see herself in a mirror, to take in her whole new body somehow, but she didn't have time for that. What she should do is push herself up, and just... take control. But her body didn't do that. Instead, her hands - hooves - moved as commanded, her hooves rising up into the air, the pon- girl holding them above her head, blinking. "P-please, stop... stop ignoring me, and answer! P-please..."
[22:47] Francine Novikov: Ky's words hit another brick wall.  Fran clapped, instead of answering her.  "Good [i]girl~[/i]"  Uuughhhh, Why did it have to feel so good...?  It didn't matter that she was cooing like a mom coddling an infant, just hearing those words out of her mouth was borderline addicting.  "Now, one more.  Come on.  Time for you to:"

"[b]Present~[/b]"

Oh no.  Ohhh noo, the image of the act flashed before Ky's eyes.  Stepping up, turning her back to her [s]master[/s] doctor, and showing her anus to her.  Her donut.  Her rubbery, midnight black anus, stretched past human dimensions, and taking pride in the doctor examining it for just the right shape (there was a right shape???).  It's embarrassing.  She shouldn't be talked down to like this, let along forced to humiliate herself to her former colleague, but her body was already moving...1
[22:47] Francine Novikov: *!
[22:54] Kyllina: Ky shuddered in pleasure again as the words hit those parts of her brain that responded to it, dopamine flooding her, addicting her to obeying. She had to fight it, and tried, but it just felt so damn good! And as she heard the command, as she knew what she was going to do, she fought again - harder than before, trying to overwrite the weird, ingrained muscled memory - but it was impossible. Her body pushed herself up instantly, using one hoof to balance as she slid off that fat dildo - the dildo that, now seemed to be a mirror of her fat horsedick - and rose to her full, towering, ten foot height, her tail swishing, hair swaying, body jiggling as she moved, her balls lifting off the floor as she stood up. She groaned, and shuddered, and paused for a moment as she stood, brain kicking in. She fought off the automatic reflex, but... if she did as she was told, she'd get complimented again, right? She shuddered, fighting with herself, until that addiction mixed with the automatic reaction won out - and she bent over, cock pressing down onto the floor as she did, breasts dangling down as her back went parallel to the floor. Her legs spread to the side, hooves clacking, so that [s]her master[/s] the doctor could get in there. Her cheeks were flushed and dark, embarrassed and frustrated that she couldn't fight her instincts, and her voice came out in a soft plea. "Please, tell me. I just... I just want to know. Please..."
[23:00] Francine Novikov: Cold hands clasped Ky's haunches, the round of her ass.  They squeezed.  "Mmmmfh," Fran huffed, content.  "That's a good girl.  Nice, wide asshole for your mommy."  HNnnnhhmh.  Dopamine flooded the same passages.  And worse?  Her thumbs funneled in.  It was no dildo - in fact, her anus itched to have something like that inside it again - but the winking sphincter trembled with quiet pleasure.  The doctor knew how to make horses like her happy.

"There.  Done."  The psychological tension eased off.  She could move freely now.  Not too freely - but Franny wasn't actively holding the puppet strings.  She WAS however holding her name hostage.  "I think... your name should be Sprinkles the Bitchbreaker.  Doesn't that sound nice, hm?"  Kyllina, the name, simply dislocated itself from the pony.  Sprinkles may not have been her name, but... what name did she have?  What person could she be other than Sprinkles?
[23:07] Kyllina: Ky shuddered through the examination, pleasure flooding her brain as she was complemented, her stretched, fat anus throbbing and twitching as those fingers pushed inside. They were too small - she felt an ache that needed to be filled in her, something unsatisfying about being so empty. She shivered again, horsedick drooling onto the floor, eyes closing for a moment as she tried to compose herself - and as she felt herself able to move again, in control of her body to some degree. She straightened and turned to face Fran, trying to get her mind in order. What could she do She couldn't hurt the [s]master[/s] doctor - she could feel that in her soul. She couldn't, really, resist. She looked down at the woman - she felt small for sure, more than three feet shorter, but despite that she knew who was in charge and bit her lip.

And then her name was taken from her. She knew, in her head, that Ky was - had been - her name, but it... it no longer felt right to her. She felt a sense of loss as such a core part of her was stripped away... but at the same time she felt a surety, an overwhelming sense of place and truth. Sprinkles - that was her name. It should have always been her name, and now it was. She shuddered at that, mouth opening slightly and then closing. "I... can I at least... see myself? If you won't tell me what you did, I just... I need to know what I look like. P-please, mas-" She caught herself, choking on her words, and clenched her jaw. "Doctor. Please."
[23:15] Francine Novikov: Fran pretended not to hear her, only to float the idea her pony giftwrapped for her with a snap of her fingers.  "Oh - let me get a mirror for you, see if I can't get that cum knot out of your hair.  You're a pretty girl, but you're so messy..."

She turned away, towards the maintenance closet.  After a little wait, she rolled out a mirror more proper for Sprinkles, a five-footer body length mirror meant for complete surgical procedures.

And the sad thing?  Sprinkle's cock filled most of the reflective surface.  The poor pony would have to crouch to look at her pastel-colored body, turn on her hooves to catch glimpses of her backside, her tail and her hair, the rippling musculature built to keep her body bipedal.  Franny dutifully pulls out a brush.  No matter how Sprinkles conducted herself in the mirror, her master would be right behind her, pampering her locks.
[23:15] Francine Novikov: She really did look like a demented showpony.
[23:22] Kyllina: She just stared at herself in the mirror. moving her body in order to get a complete look at her pink skin, at the muscles and fat, at her hooves and tail and cock and balls and rear. She was cushioned, thick, fat-assed and wide-hipped, but it was obvious that it wasn't because she lacked muscle - every movement rippled slightly, showing off just how powerful her huge body was. And she looked completely and totally different. There wasn't a speck of that small, average red-head named Ky in the mirror - just the large, powerful, lime-green-haired monstrosity called Sprinkles. She took it all in, soft pleasure shivering down her as that brush stroked through her long locks. It was wrong, horrible, totally different and alien... but it was her, the same way she knew her name was Sprinkles, she knew the creature in the mirror was her, two-and-a-half foot cock and all.

A lewd, obscenely voluptuous, obscenely hung showpony.

She shuddered as the thought wormed into her head, struggling with her identity, trying to keep herself as she had been. She opened her mouth, then closed it. She didn't even know if it mattered - if the [s]master[/s] doctor could understand her, or if she was being deliberately ignored. She knew that asking why wouldn't get a response, though. She wanted to complain, struggle, whine, but those wouldn't get a response either. She wanted to fight - but the very thought of hurting Francine sent a shudder of anguish down her spine so strong she couldn't bear to think of it. So Sprinkles licked her lips nervously. "What... what's next?" She knew that whatever wanted, the [s]master[/s] doctor would get - she just... couldn't disobey. It wasn't a part of who she was.