“What are you doing in there?” Caleb asked in amusement, and I neighed in reply. “What the fuck?” He grabbed the comforter, ripping it off of me, and I reared up, casting an illusion of hooves onto my hands and feet, moving my arms like kicking front legs. Caleb’s eyes widened in shock as he took in my swishy tail and sparkly horn. “Seth,” he barked. “What fuck are you doing?” “It’s okay, Cal. I know.” “You know what?” he balked. “I knowwwwww,” I said with a wink, placing a hoof against his chest. “You can be yourself with me. You don’t have to hide it.” “Hide what?” he snapped. Oh my poor,
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