***Attention: This is a Choose Your Own Adventure type story. Please start with the first page in the Main Gallery!***

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Mystic picks up the tuft of horse hair and drops it into the potion. It dissolves instantly before the potion fizzes and boils over, evaporating in a flash of bright light.

You are both thrown backwards by the flash. The air smells faintly of grass as you breathe in the vapors. You get up and examine the empty potion bottle as Mystic walks up behind you. He stumbles as he walks forward, grabbing your shoulders to keep his balance.

“I wonder where the potion went” You wonder aloud. Mystic moves his arms lower and wraps them around you in tight hug, “Aw, are you ok Mystic?”
“Y-yeah,” Mystic stammers, “It's just hard to stand and I really, like REALLY, want to hold somebody close right now...”
You pat Mystic's hand and smile when a popping noise behind you catches your attention. You turn to see Mystic slumped over your back and his ass getting HUGE, his pants being torn apart by its expanding growth. The changes spread down his legs and to his feet as he starts turning into a strong, chocolate colored horse. You try to turn but find that you can't move. Looking down, you see your feet bursting through your shoes, into black hooves! Mystic's arms have grown freakishly long and now hang down your legs... in fact, they ARE your legs!
“This feels... kinda good...” Mystic says behind your ear. His face was so close to yours that you feel like you can hear him inside your mind. The pressure builds up and his head starts to merge into yours. Your face pushes out into a long muzzle and a black mane slides down your back. Muscles surge forth as our combined horse body rapidly gains mass, shredding what was left of our clothes.
We look around at the aftermath. Are we... a horse? We look down at our chocolate furred arms, and then turn to see our rounded chocolate rump. No, we are a centaur. An IMPRESSIVE centaur. But what happened to us? Am I still here? The word “I” is hard to think about. Am I

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Are we Lucky? Yes. Are we Mystic? Yes. Somehow we are both here. And the same. Two bodies. One mind. Like a centaur. The hut seems so small for us. So we carefully walk our way to the door and go outside. It had stopped raining but the air felt so alive and electric on our bare skin. We go for a run in the woods. Our body is strong and fast, much faster than we were before. The feeling is exhilarating. Sharing every moment of Togetherness.
Eventually our thoughts turn back to the hut. It was, of course, home. And also where all of the alchemy potions were. We had a lot of fond equine memories from our past adventures. It might be fun to revisit some of them in this new, combined form. What would it feel like to fill a room together? Or to grow wings and fly over the countryside? Or maybe find another lucky equine to start a family with?
The hut seemed so small when we got back. But certainly there were so many possibilities to try out once we got there. Squeezing our form inside, we got to work at the alchemy station. The bottles were so small in our fingertips, but our thoughts had so many ideas to get out!