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	She shook her head, realizing how she had just thought of herself, but she could no longer imagine herself as Charles. She could hear the approaching buck now, and his scent was covering her mind in a lustful haze. He was nearly in sight and her fear and anticipation of what was to happen next was maddening. The pixy attended the new unicorn, cleaning her with a couple quick spells, then adding another to ensure conception. She had turned her attention to the unicorn's mane when the stag strode into the little clearing. He was a proud creature, instantly commanding his mate's attention. He circled her once, and obviously liked what he saw. She found it hard to stay still as he moved around her, watching the object of her desire stiffen under him. She turned and presented herself to him as the sprite ran down her back and helped her lift her tail. In one motion he covered her, and she new she would never mourn the loss of her old self.		She shook her head, realizing how she had just thought of herself, but she could no longer imagine herself as Charles. She could hear the approaching buck now, and his scent was covering her mind in a lustful haze. He was nearly in sight and her fear and anticipation of what was to happen next was maddening. The pixy attended the new unicorn, cleaning her with a couple quick spells, then adding another to ensure conception. She had turned her attention to the unicorn's mane when the stag strode into the little clearing. He was a proud creature, instantly commanding his mate's attention. He circled her once, and obviously liked what he saw. She found it hard to stay still as he moved around her, watching the object of her desire stiffen under him. She turned and presented herself to him as the sprite ran down her back and helped her lift her tail. In one motion he covered her, and she new she would never mourn the loss of her old self.
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	{{author's note\| This was a collaboration with Soty. He wanted to do an OpenCanvas and asked me for an idea, then he offered three options on my TG Unicorn idea, and I picked the one that sounded easiest to write. This was the first story I wrote after I had decided to stop trying to add erotica. I borrowed the title from a play I read where a fairy turned a guy into a donkey.}}		{{author's note\| This was a collaboration with Soty. He wanted to do an OpenCanvas and asked me for an idea, then he offered three options on my TG Unicorn idea, and I picked the one that sounded easiest to write. This was the first story I wrote after I had decided to stop trying to add erotica. I borrowed the title from a play I read where a fairy turned a guy into a donkey.}}

Leasara at 18:50, 12 January 2008

2008-01-12T18:50:17Z

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	She cut him off, "I make you horny?" He wasn't certain what that meant, but he had an idea.		She cut him off, "I make you horny?" He wasn't certain what that meant, but he had an idea.

	"Yes!" At this, she started a run up like a flying cricket bowler. "I just don't see what-" this time he was cut short by a ball of glittering dust hitting the center of his forehead right below the brim of his cap. Heat seemed to bore into his brain as a slight pressure began to build against his skin. As the pressure mounted, he felt as though it was stretching his scalp and face, then, with a sharp prick, the pressure abated and the brim of his cap lifted from his head. It took a moment for him to realize what was happening, but once his cap dropped down over his face, hanging from his new horn, he came to. Reaching up to inspect the protrusion, he missed the fairy's movement. The rush of the night air to his private areas alerted him to her position.		[[Image:Charliecorn1.jpg\|left\|200px\|]]"Yes!" At this, she started a run up like a flying cricket bowler. "I just don't see what-" this time he was cut short by a ball of glittering dust hitting the center of his forehead right below the brim of his cap. Heat seemed to bore into his brain as a slight pressure began to build against his skin. As the pressure mounted, he felt as though it was stretching his scalp and face, then, with a sharp prick, the pressure abated and the brim of his cap lifted from his head. It took a moment for him to realize what was happening, but once his cap dropped down over his face, hanging from his new horn, he came to. Reaching up to inspect the protrusion, he missed the fairy's movement. The rush of the night air to his private areas alerted him to her position.

	"Hmm," she intoned, "this won't do at all. It'll have to go." Before he could object, another flash and more heat in a very tender spot made his eyes go wide.		"Hmm," she intoned, "this won't do at all. It'll have to go." Before he could object, another flash and more heat in a very tender spot made his eyes go wide.
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	His feet stopped suddenly and he fell forward onto his chin. He rolled to his side, clutching his tender new breasts and ignoring his bleeding chin. The spell had started his thighs growing again, and heat in the rest of his legs told him his thighs weren't the only target. Soon his pants had split into four pieces, and he could feel his heel climbing the back of his boot, though his toes were cramped in the front. His legs spasmed as they changed, kicking off the ill-fitting boots and revealing a pair of nearly perfect gold-toned cloven hooves.		His feet stopped suddenly and he fell forward onto his chin. He rolled to his side, clutching his tender new breasts and ignoring his bleeding chin. The spell had started his thighs growing again, and heat in the rest of his legs told him his thighs weren't the only target. Soon his pants had split into four pieces, and he could feel his heel climbing the back of his boot, though his toes were cramped in the front. His legs spasmed as they changed, kicking off the ill-fitting boots and revealing a pair of nearly perfect gold-toned cloven hooves.

	"Oh, your poor chin!" the little fairy seemed genuinely concerned over the scrape, and with another spell set the wound to healing. He was about to thank her for her consideration, but the telltale warmth crept up his jaw to his ears, and he remembered why he was trying to get away. He tried to scramble to his feet, but found that he couldn't stand. He could, however, run on all fours, and as he got used to the stride, he found it much easier than running as a biped had been. It was suddenly hard to breathe, as his nose flattened out, but soon his jaw began to lengthen, and his upper lip followed it. As the muzzle grew in, his upper lip split with an electric sensation, forming a cleft in his lip that went up to his nostrils. His sinuses grew with his new face, and he found breathing easier than it had ever been. The sprint was exhilarating, the high spurring him on faster than any human would ever run. Bushes and brambles tore at the tatters of his clothes, shredding them until only small pieces remained.		[[Image:Charliecorn2.jpg\|right\|320px\|]]"Oh, your poor chin!" the little fairy seemed genuinely concerned over the scrape, and with another spell set the wound to healing. He was about to thank her for her consideration, but the telltale warmth crept up his jaw to his ears, and he remembered why he was trying to get away. He tried to scramble to his feet, but found that he couldn't stand. He could, however, run on all fours, and as he got used to the stride, he found it much easier than running as a biped had been. It was suddenly hard to breathe, as his nose flattened out, but soon his jaw began to lengthen, and his upper lip followed it. As the muzzle grew in, his upper lip split with an electric sensation, forming a cleft in his lip that went up to his nostrils. His sinuses grew with his new face, and he found breathing easier than it had ever been. The sprint was exhilarating, the high spurring him on faster than any human would ever run. Bushes and brambles tore at the tatters of his clothes, shredding them until only small pieces remained.

	Paeony was keeping pace behind him, and as her last two spells were winding to their end, she started turning her quarry back the way they had come using her little fairs again. Once he was on the right heading, she caught up to Charles and hopped on his back, elongating the chain on his watch for a makeshift bridle. The sudden addition of his torturer spooked the man-turned-unicorn, and he began to try to dislodge his tiny passenger. The fairy was not going to be thrown so easily though, and with one hand released two more spells. One started the final alterations to Charlie's rear, sprouting a tail and finishing his hind legs, the other reinforced the changes starting in his body and arms. As the spells took hold, the he began to buck and juke, throwing himself into trees and bushes, but his rider remained unharmed.		Paeony was keeping pace behind him, and as her last two spells were winding to their end, she started turning her quarry back the way they had come using her little fairs again. Once he was on the right heading, she caught up to Charles and hopped on his back, elongating the chain on his watch for a makeshift bridle. The sudden addition of his torturer spooked the man-turned-unicorn, and he began to try to dislodge his tiny passenger. The fairy was not going to be thrown so easily though, and with one hand released two more spells. One started the final alterations to Charlie's rear, sprouting a tail and finishing his hind legs, the other reinforced the changes starting in his body and arms. As the spells took hold, the he began to buck and juke, throwing himself into trees and bushes, but his rider remained unharmed.
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	She shook her head, realizing how she had just thought of herself, but she could no longer imagine herself as Charles. She could hear the approaching buck now, and his scent was covering her mind in a lustful haze. He was nearly in sight and her fear and anticipation of what was to happen next was maddening. The pixy attended the new unicorn, cleaning her with a couple quick spells, then adding another to ensure conception. She had turned her attention to the unicorn's mane when the stag strode into the little clearing. He was a proud creature, instantly commanding his mate's attention. He circled her once, and obviously liked what he saw. She found it hard to stay still as he moved around her, watching the object of her desire stiffen under him. She turned and presented herself to him as the sprite ran down her back and helped her lift her tail. In one motion he covered her, and she new she would never mourn the loss of her old self.		She shook her head, realizing how she had just thought of herself, but she could no longer imagine herself as Charles. She could hear the approaching buck now, and his scent was covering her mind in a lustful haze. He was nearly in sight and her fear and anticipation of what was to happen next was maddening. The pixy attended the new unicorn, cleaning her with a couple quick spells, then adding another to ensure conception. She had turned her attention to the unicorn's mane when the stag strode into the little clearing. He was a proud creature, instantly commanding his mate's attention. He circled her once, and obviously liked what he saw. She found it hard to stay still as he moved around her, watching the object of her desire stiffen under him. She turned and presented herself to him as the sprite ran down her back and helped her lift her tail. In one motion he covered her, and she new she would never mourn the loss of her old self.
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Leasara at 18:27, 12 January 2008

2008-01-12T18:27:07Z

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	{{author's note\| This was a collaboration with Soty. He wanted to do an OpenCanvas and asked me for an idea, then he offered three options on my TG Unicorn idea, and I picked the one that sounded easiest to write. This was the first story I wrote ~~where~~ I decided to stop trying to add erotica. I borrowed the title from a play I read where a fairy turned a guy into a donkey.}}		{{author's note\| This was a collaboration with Soty. He wanted to do an OpenCanvas and asked me for an idea, then he offered three options on my TG Unicorn idea, and I picked the one that sounded easiest to write. This was the first story I wrote after I had decided to stop trying to add erotica. I borrowed the title from a play I read where a fairy turned a guy into a donkey.}}

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Leasara at 02:30, 12 January 2008

2008-01-12T02:30:06Z

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Leasara at 02:24, 12 January 2008

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