I still haven't learned my lesson on not sticking potentially cursed items on my face. This time it was a mask. As soon as it was on, I knew there was a problem. It wouldn't come off, no matter how I tugged, and my body bulked with new muscle and fur. It made me snort in frustration, but I guess i can live with it. Sure, I have to deal with horns and doorways, and my feet are hooves now, but everything else about it is pretty good!

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