It's recognizably Rick, only looking extremely feminine. Long eyelashes, red hair is now long and flows about her shoulders and back. Full, pouty lips, high cheekbones. Rick's nose and chin look smaller, more feminine. Horse ears peek out of her hair, swivel towards Jim when he talks. "Her" enormous breasts start up by her shoulder blades, dangle down past her elbows. Almost spherical, they stick out two feet in front of her, and are tipped with large pinkish brown nipples the size of Jim's thumbs. Below those immense breasts is a narrow, feminine waist that blends smoothly into a mare's body. Jim doesn't understand how those thin forelegs conceal Rick's legs.
"Costume? Oh yeah." Rick says in a voice that sounds decidedly, well, girlish. "I'll explain later. Right now we've got to get you out of here!" She picks Jim up easily, which involves lots of contact with those large soft breasts. She puts him on her back and gallops away. This centauress' pelt moves as if there really were strong muscles under it, her hooves clop on the floor. "Brad and Candace are out back in the garden. Brace yourself, they've changed quite a bit since you saw them last." Since there's nothing else to hand onto, Jim leans forward and grabs her breasts. They bounce heavily as she runs, and Jim fingers them a bit. Rick moans and her tail flicks about.
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