A horse

You wake up, and immediately feel the sensation. You look around and see the teachers, but now they're in robes. You try to yell something but you can only let out annoying-sounding neighs. You never liked the noises horse made, and now hearing it come from you may be too much for you to handle.

"Yes, it worked."

"Will she be fit to be rode by Lord Deriyqan?"

"I believe so."

At that you try to run, but you cannot figure out your new horse legs. Plus now that you're bigger, it's clear dashing swiftly was a lost cause. You hated this new body already.

"Then let's take her."

One of the cultists puts a rope around your neck. You try to resist, but they have you shackled like an animal. Your neck is pulled and you have no choice but to follow wherever they take you. Was this your life now? Somebody get me out of this inferior horse body!

The 'teacher' takes you to a house, inside you see someone holding a saddle, and you want to cry thinking about who it's for.

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