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It's Saturday. I've now got the whole weekend to investigate my recent experiences. It's just after lunch and my parents have left the house with my two younger brothers to go to a birthday party. I'm here, on my own. I head upstairs to mine and my brothers' bedroom and collect my thoughts. Okay, I think to myself, Here's what I know so far: at precisely 9pm every day I hallucinate that I have transformed into a horse. I have a theory, according to Dr. Rain's website, that I am experiencing the thoughts of a spirit and that my mind is being possessed every night. For some reason, my brothers walked in on me the other night even though, if these are hallucinations, they wouldn't have been able to hear me. Did my brothers know I was in there? Have they watched me before? I'll have to question them later.

Having decided that the best thing to do is get as much information as possible, I go back to Dr. Rain's website and make a note of the email address. I send him an email with all the information I have and wait for a reply. For now, I'll have to keep myself occupied. I need a shower. I enter the bathroom once again, strip down and look at myself in the mirror. It's probably just coincidence, but I seem to be getting more and more toned as these events happen. I just seem to be ever-so-slowly growing... in every sense of the word. I turn the shower on and, when it's steamy, step inside and close the shower door behind me. I let the hot water rush over me for a while before I reach down and grab the shampoo. The gel-like soap runs through my hair as I massage it into my head, drawing slight pleasure from it as I feel it lather. I grab the shower gel and squeeze the bottle above my chest. The cold gel hits my skin and runs down my torso. I splay my fingers out wide as I slowly lubricate my entire body with soap. Starting from the shoulder, I move my hands in a circular motion, causing small bubbles of soap to form on my skin. My hands move downwards, onto my chest, my stomach and to my crotch. No, I think to myself, Let's try something different. I reach behind me and between my legs. I spread my buttocks as my right hand slips between them easily. My middle finger catches my hole and I slowly but surely slip it inside.

With the water rushing over me and the gel slowly running off, my finger pushes deeper and deeper inside. I have surprisingly long fingers, I think to myself as I slip further in. All of a sudden, my finger runs out of length. I'm not concentrating and my hand can't go any further, so my finger curls upwards inside. I touch the inside of my asshole which gives me a fright. Involuntarily, I neigh loudly. My eyes grow wide as the sound coming from my own throat makes me freeze. It's nowhere near 9pm, and yet I can feel the horse possessing me once again.

My muscles expand rapidly, much quicker than ever before. I quickly pull my finger out just in case it gets stuck. I wince in pain as I instantly regret doing so so quickly. The hair over my body sprouts out in its glorious thickness. Then my skull gives way and begins expanding once again. My legs, feet, arms and hands expand and I hold onto the wall for stability. This time, however, I feel a rush unlike any other as I start gaining height! My whole body expands again and I quickly fill up the shower cubicle. My sudden increase in size catches me off-guard as I realise I'm stuck in the cubicle. I don't stop growing, though. My head hits the ceiling and I hear the sound of glass cracking. It's the cubicle. Finally, the growth stops. I'm stood in the shower, water still running, with the glass around me creaking as it struggles to contain me. That's when I realise something. I look down and see that my human penis has remained human. Not for long, though. Quicker than ever before, it darkens to a jet-black and inflates inexplicably fast as it gains length and girth like never before. My testicles do the same, although this time they become so heavy I can feel them tugging on my scrotum. This is the final straw as my new size breaks the limit of the shower glass.

I hear the shattering all around me as the shower cubicle disintegrates and I fall backwards out of it. The water, still running, carries the blood into the drain as shards of glass cut me all over. These are just hallucinations, _I say to myself, _This happened last time with the ceiling tiles. With my mind at rest, and the shattering coming to a halt, I pick myself up tentatively and turn off the shower. Still soaking wet, I accept that none of this is reality and I exit the bathroom dripping water and blood and naked in my horse form. I take the stairs down to the living room and sit on the floor as I'm afraid that sitting on any of the furniture will break it. I take a look outside the window. The street it completely empty. Fuck it, I think to myself as I grab a hold of my enormous horse-cock. I squeeze the shaft as I move my hands up and down over it, still wet. It doesn't take long before I reach orgasm and begin hosing my living room with horse cum. The walls, ceiling and floor are covered with it by the time my testicles have emptied themselves. Soon enough, I begin shrinking and return to my normal human state. Looking around me, the living room is completely clean and the only damage done is the slimy cum on my chest. Oh shit, I realise that I'm naked covered in cum in my living room. Before anything else, I rush back upstairs to the bathroom to find it perfectly in shape apart from a wet floor. I'm uninjured and there is no blood to be seen.

After cleaning myself up and drying myself off, I go back to my bedroom, put some clothes on and check my inbox. Dr. Rain has replied already! The email says:

_Hello,

Thank you for contacting me about your problems. I have read your detailed descriptions of the events and have been comparing them with my own research. It looks like you are one of the many people who have come to me with the same problems, except you are different; I've never seen it so severe. I would like to meet you in person so that we can analyse the issue in detail. I have attached a flyer for my services to this email. It has the address and phone number of my office printed on it. Meet me there at 2pm today. This is a matter of greatest urgency._

_See you soon,

Dr. Maximilian Rain_

Argh! What do I do with that? It looks like my only option is to meet him. I check the address. It's only a ten minute walk away. I don't really want my parents finding out about my 'problem', but at the same time, what happens if they come back to the house before me and find that I'm not there? There's only one way to find out, I think to myself. I come to the conclusion that I have to meet Dr. Rain so I grab my coat, phone and keys and leave the house. (My parents entrusted me with the spare key in case I come home before them. Today, I hope that this is still the case).

I turn up at the office. It's a large block of them and Dr. Rain's is on the 4th floor. I enter the building and see the reception desk is empty. There is nobody else in the lobby but me. It's also unnervingly dark in here. Regardless, I walk up to the lift and press the button to call it. There is no response. I roll my eyes and sigh as I go through the door adjacent to the lift and take the stairs. By the time I've reached the right floor, I'm a little out of breath, no thanks to earlier's 'adventure'. I walk down the corridor. There are no names on the office doors apart from the one at the very end. Scribbled on a piece of paper is 'Dr. Maximilian Rain'. This is not right, I think to myself, regretting contacting Dr. Rain in the first place. For all I know, he could be a kidnapper. He doesn't know that I'm not an adult, though, but he could be-

"Ah, hello!" The door swings open and a man dressed in a slightly dirty, white shirt and grey trousers is on the other side. He doesn't notice me until he looks down, "Oh," he says, a little taken aback, "I didn't realise you were a child. Maybe this isn't such a good idea. I could get arrested for this, you know? Where are your parents?"

"They're out. They don't know about my problems. I wouldn't want to tell them that," I reply.

"No, no. Of course not," he scratches his head, "I can't really ask you to show me the problem if you're still a child, though. I'm sorry, you'll just have to go home and deal with it until this becomes acceptable."

"But you said my problem is unlike any other!"

"I didn't realise you were a child, though! That might explain the extreme nature of the problem. I'm sorry, but it's not right that I have a child coming to my office without his parents knowing. Please, just go home. I can't help you." He shuts the door and I hear his footsteps away from the door.

I turn away from it, disappointed that my only help is being stopped by the fact that I'm a child. The only way to get around this is to tell my parents. First, though, I need to find out what my brothers know. I head home, open the door and head back up to my bedroom. Nobody is home yet, phew. I sit on my bed, pondering for a while until my family returns. My brothers rush upstairs and burst into the bedroom. Little do they know that I'm waiting for them in horse form.