"You don't have to say it...I can tell from the look on your face that it's bad. That I'm basically unrecognizable...just a big-ass cow with a floppy udder between her legs. Nothing like the girl you fell in love with...
How does it happen so fast? One day you're normal, next day you're diagnosed, then before you know it you're all spotted and hairy and flabby. I barely had time to notify work...I have to get all new IDs for everything...what if I got pulled over for speeding tomorrow, and I show the officer a driver's license with a picture of a nice, thin, pretty girl...he'd clap his cuffs right over my hooves. I've heard the stories, how they take any excuse to mistreat anyone different...and boy, am I different now." *sob*