The minotaur throws back the vial and lets out a loud belch. "What? Is that it? Ha! I could hardly even taste the alcohol! I guess you owe me a thousand dons! Hahahaha....haha....ha?" The minotaur looks confused down at his body, obviously felling something welling up inside him.
Instantly he falls to his knees, mooing in pain as his body begins to shift rapidly. First he looses a foot of height, coming down to eight feet just like Isabelle. Next his muscles fade away and his mass begins to shrink and vanish leaving him with a far more slender build. His normally masculine and rugged exterior rapidly becomes softer, plush and feminine. Those large horns on his head quickly shrink into small four inch horns more fitting for a lady. On and on it changes until he is one of the most beautiful holstaurus' that Dryvus has ever seen. His chest ripples and begins to swell, A, B, C, D, E, F cup breasts now sit naturally on his form and seconds later large streams of milk pour for his newly inflated nippled. His once mighty cock and balls shrink rapidly until they vanish completely and with a girly moan a new puffy pussy quickly forms to take their place, already drooling with lubricant. His legs muscles fade and leave him with plush slender legs and dainty hooves at the end.
Finally it comes to an end and a hyper feminine holstaurus now lays on the ground before him. Her hips are wide and ready for birthing many children, her breasts are huge and leak milk constantly. Plush lips adorn her soft face, great for sucking cock and giving soft kisses. Her plush belly is flat but with a hint of chub. She would be a great breeder!