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Laura scurried off with Brittney as fast as possible, consciously steadying herself each time her hooves reached the ground. Just what in the hell was that man-faced pig she just saw? Her eyes shifted toward Brittney, who barely resembled a human. Was that red crystal changing the whole town? It had told her it was basically changing Laura for her own good. That it wanted what was best for her. Did all of these other people want to change as well? A million questions cascaded through her head all at once. While she processed this pile of new information, the strangeness of her new body lingered in the back of her head. Her hips were more pronounced, causing a noticeable sway with each step. Her massive, round tits had pushed into the F Cup range while remaining perky. The constant jiggling upon her chest was an enormous burden, threatening to fatigue her quickly. To top it off, her sensitive, erect nipples continuously chafed against the fabric of her hoodie, causing a steady flow of tingly warmth to flow through her chest.

Likewise, her swelling rear and hips strained against the fabric of her already-stretchy sweatpants. As none of her underwear fit properly, she wore none, clearly showing the imprint of her vulva’s swollen cleft upon the damp fabric.

“Ugh…” Laura winced as the cotton rubbed against her quivering clit, sending a small electric jolt. She stopped running, letting go of Brittney’s hand as she turned back to look. The strange pig from before was nowhere to be seen, much to her relief.

“I don’t smell it nearby either… I think we’re safe from that guy, phew!” Brittney giggled, grinning as she showed off her dog-like fangs.

“Smell?” Laura blinked, meeting Brittney’s gaze. If she was part dog, maybe she was already used to her enhanced senses. “I guess that makes sense…” Her thoughts trailed off for a moment. “Brittney, I have a question.”

“Hmmm?” Brittney responded, her ears perking. “What’s up?”

“Don’t you find all of this strange? You’re laughing and acting like you’re in a good mood, but-- I mean…” Laura’s heart rate picked up as she tried to remain calm. “Look at me… I’m half cow. And you’re part dog. A giant, fat pig with the face of a man wanted to breed with us. Isn’t this weird? Aren’t you scared?” She asked as the anxiety within her intensified. She was frustrated with herself. Whenever she tried to dwell on the unnaturalness of her current situation, thoughts of being fucked and milked manifested from her subconscious and overpowered her ability to feel concerned. No, this is weird, this is wrong, this is… This is a nightmare, she told herself. Seeing half-animal people, that fucking pig, all of it. This was something out of a horror movie, so why was her heart trying so hard to feel content?

“Oh?” Brittney replied. “Let’s keep walking, and we can talk,” she insisted as they made their way to the grocery store at a steady pace. “I guess this is kind of weird, huh?” She asked. “I mean… Well, I guess I had been jealous of all the dogs I watched after. I never really had a life of my own after getting saddled with all that debt,” she sighed, mumbling something under her breath.

Laura raised an eyebrow. What she said about being jealous of dogs resonated with her; hadn’t she been envious of her cows this whole time? “I am sure paying back debt must suck, but would you rather give up humanity than deal with your responsibilities?”

“I’m not completely sure,” replied Brittney. “All I know is that I feel more liberated than I have in years. Besides, If I become a dog, I’m certain I won’t just sit there wishing I could use my phone or put on a dress. You can feel it, too, right?” She asked in a soft voice.

Laura pursed her lips. Her heart sank into her chest, wishing Brittney’s words didn’t make as much sense as they did. “Feel what exactly?” She cautiously asked.

“The fact that you would be just fine if you completely turned into a cow,” Brittney giggled. “The more human traits I lose, the less interested I am in human matters. At least, for me, the idea of running around in nature, hunting food…” She momentarily paused. “Finding someone to mate with-- eating, screwing. Not worrying about working… I honestly think I could live like that. Without television or the internet. Without putting on makeup and going to clubs.” Her words trailed off as she lost herself in a daydream.

As they rounded a corner, Laura saw the strip mall and grocery store. As Brittney spoke, her adrenaline spiked. Could she really accept this life as well as Brittney? A life of eating, sleeping, and fucking without a care? The fact that this lifestyle was slowly growing more appealing than humanity terrified her on a level she couldn’t comprehend. It was as if she knew she wasn’t supposed to enjoy being an animal, but she couldn’t stop herself from feeling a pang of giddiness each time the thought crossed her head.

“I-- I see; thanks for your input,” Laura finally said to Brittney as they crossed the empty parking lot.

It only took a second for Laura to identify more half-humans scattered about in front of the store. Three people with feathers, wings, and varying bird-like traits were on their knees, gleefully consuming the remnants of empty snack containers and food off the ground. They didn’t even look up from their feast in acknowledgment as she passed them.

Laura shivered, keeping her eyes forward. The whole town-- everything has been affected. Not everyone in the entire city could really want to be an animal. What the fuck is that crystal doing? She grunted to herself. Her tits and vulva twitched and writhed with every step, causing significant discomfort and embarrassment for the swollen cowgirl. She reached a hand down to adjust her sweats, letting out a sudden moan when the fabric strained against her sensitive nerve bundle. “MMmooooo!” She cried as her nipples and pussy quivered. Waves of milky warmth flooded from her pelvis, consuming her whole body as her nipples reacted in kind, dripping a stream of hot, creamy milk that saturated the fabric of her ill-fitted hoodie.

“Are you okay? Do you need help?” Brittney asked with concern.

“N-- No, sorry-- I… I’m fine…” Laura replied, shaking her head while biting her lower lips. “Let’s-- let’s go…” She insisted as they entered through the front.

Food items were knocked off shelves within the grocery store, and there were quite a few messes. A couple of sections weren’t lit either. A lone cashier still looked utterly human and worked a single register.

Laura was confused; were there ordinary people here still? Why even go to work in a situation like this? She walked toward the man at the register when she noticed Brittney walking off in another direction. “Hey!” She turned toward the dog woman, whose ears were perked and alert. “Where are you going?”

“Oh-- we can meet up shortly! I’m just going to the deli, okay?” She insisted before trotting off before Laura could say anything.

“Okay, yeah,” Laura mumbled in response, watching her run off. She then turned to face the cashier counting money in the register. “Excuse me, sir.”

“Hmmm?” The short man with a dark brown ponytail and goatee turned to face the demi-human standing before him. His expression was glazed with a strange smile. “How can I help you, Miss? Are you finding everything okay? We take customer satisfaction at W-Mart very seriously.”

Laura was surprised by his nearly jovial demeanor. Something was definitely wrong, though. The way he stared at her was almost as if he was looking right through her. “Why are you working today? Look at me. I’m half fucking cow. Isn’t this weird to you?” She demanded. I’m so fucking horny now, though. Maybe someone here could help me… No-- no, no… I have to stay in control, Laura told herself. The swollen flesh near her navel began to strain more. She didn’t want to admit it, but she was sure her udder was starting to develop. She felt four painful nubs upon the swelling sack and knew they would continue elongating into her new teats.

“Not at all, ma’am! Hahaha,” he replied with a strange laugh. “Life is super stressful. I’m happy that others like you can enjoy an alternative lifestyle that brings them more happiness. Citizens like me must ensure you have a safe environment to be yourself.”

Laura tried to ignore the tingling within her abdomen, shifting from hoof to hoof. “This-- this isn’t wrong to you? Not even a little?” She demanded, “Is this really how you feel?” Despite her protest, she wondered how much this cashier was packing downstairs. There was no way he could compete with the hunk back home.

“Yes, of course! Why don’t you enjoy shopping and let me know if you have questions?” He asked before going back to the money.

Laura stood momentarily frozen before giving up and exploring the store. Before she could even take a few steps, a massive bear man pushing a shopping cart shambled by, crossing in front of her. Her eyes widened, and she took a step back, examining this new person’s traits. He was at least nine feet tall and covered in thick brown fur. His head looked almost exactly like a bear’s. He let out low, breathy grunts as he pushed a shopping cart full of assorted fish, meat, and fruit right past the cashier’s lane and out into the parking lot without paying a dime.

“Umm…” Laura watched the bear man leave and then turned to the cashier, still counting money with a blissful expression. Not worth it. Not my problem, she told herself. What did she need here? Food to bring home, right? She almost lost sight of her goal for a moment.

Laura grabbed a nearby cart and walked down the produce aisle. Her initial thought was to fill the cart with various healthy foods, but the sight of veggies and fruit haphazardly spilled all over the floor set something off within her. She stopped in her tracks and stared wide-eyed at the banquet scattered over the glossy white tiles. Her mind flashed back to the salad bar when she threw away her dignity and ate off the floor like an animal.

“No-- no… I… I’m here to bring food home… Home…” She muttered. At this point, she wasn’t even thinking of how strange it was that she considered home to be where her booty call was and not the farm where she actually lived. She trembled as she approached the shelves and began to put some vegetables into the cart. They’re all over the floor. Her subconscious nagged; no one was even paying, trying to convince Laura she should enjoy a quick meal.

Laura’s eyes shifted toward the floor as she licked her lips. Saliva formed in her mouth, dripping out from the corners. “I can’t. I need to focus, oh god…” She muttered. She needed to get home as soon as possible. The sooner she returned, the sooner she could make love to Brock again. She gritted her teeth and kept her eyes forward, her tail frantically swishing. As she neared the end, the earthy smells overwhelmed her, drowning out reason. I should eat my fill before bringing food home. It would be pointless if I didn’t refill, right? She reasoned

Laura pulled away from the cart and got on all-fours, staring at the feast scattered before her. Without thinking, she leaned down and chomped down on a celery stalk. As soon as the verdant deliciousness hit her tongue, she couldn’t stop. Her tail wagged wildly as she grazed and took the food into her mouth. She thought back to her cows once more. Eating with them in a beautiful, green pasture while the cicadas drowned in the background. She then thought about her fuck session with Brock from the previous day. The two memories merged in her head, creating a perfect scenario. While grazing amongst her cows under the summer sky, Brock mounts her from behind and slides his massive cock into her wet, writhing body. She tried to feed but could not focus as waves of ecstasy exploded from her pussy, washing through every cell of her body.

In reality, Laura continues to eat, her pussy dripping wet while her nipples continuously leak milk. The front of her hoodie saturates completely, dripping milk onto the floor. “Mmmooooo!” She moaned in delight, continuing to eat as much as she humanly could. As she did so, she barely noticed the sound of her hoodie and sweatpants ripping. Her tits and ass grew girthier, tearing the garments apart at the seams. The swollen sack beneath her fattens, growing more sensitive as her half-formed udder hangs below.

A few minutes later, she snapped back to reality. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she noticed her clothing ripped and falling off. She shakily stood to her hooves, making a note of how much harder it was to stand than it was before. “My bohdy chahnged more…” She muttered, quickly realizing her voice sounded off. She raised a hand to her mouth, feeling it was even more muzzle-like than before. Laura trembled, holding her hands in front of her face. She still had fingers, but they felt unnaturally stiff as she moved them. No-- no, I can’t lose my fucking hands… She panicked, grabbing the cart as she left the produce aisle. She would have to forget about Brittney and get home before she lost the ability to stand on two feet.

 Laura quickly filled the cart with some assorted odds and ends, not thinking too hard as she prioritized leaving the store as soon as possible. While making her way to the front, a sudden musky scent flooded her nostrils and overwhelmed her senses. Her pussy and nipples tingled, twitching in response. “What-- what the hell?” She was almost scared to look for the source of the smell, but her body reacted without a second thought. She turned her cart, tracking the strange odor as she neared the deli.

“MM-- ahhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!”

Laura heard feminine and masculine grunts flooding the air as she closed in. She immediately knew that two people were fucking-- there was nothing else it could be. A small voice said to not look, but she couldn’t control her curiosity and hormones.

As she rounded the corner, her eyes widened in horror. Brittney was completely naked on her knees, her rear sticking into the air. Behind her stood a massive, muscular man with a mostly human body. His head had light brown fur and resembled that of a horse. He also had a horse-like tail, but the rest of him still seemed quite human.

Laura quickly locked her eyes onto the gargantuan horse cock between his legs. “Nnneeeeigh!!!” He whinnied, grabbing Brittne’s hips as he pushed his enormous member as far as he could into the dog girl’s body. He only made it in part way before pulling out and pushing in again, his pace picking up.

“A--Ahhwooooo!” Brittney howled, her tail flicking around as her whole body trembled. She eagerly adjusted her hips and pushed back against the horse-man’s aggressive advances.

As the public display of coitus continued, Laura could only watch in awe, her own arousal spiraling out of control. Maybe she should have been disgusted, but a less-expected emotion reared its head. Jealousy. She wanted to be in Brittney’s place right now; it wasn’t fair. Why couldn’t she be the one getting fucked?

The sex continued for another ten minutes while Laura watched, completely transfixed. Her sweats had ripped off entirely, leaving her bottom half bare. She barely noticed, instead taking the opportunity to slip her fingers between her wet folds. As soon as her vulva received stimulation, it spasmed and oozed sticky fluid, eagerly accepting the attention Laura provided. “MMmoooooohhh….” She moaned, watching in pure lust as she rubbed her clitoris in slow circles. The longer her masturbation session continued, the more wobbling her legs grew. She went for the obvious solution and sat down, her bouncy, massive rear stretching against the cold tile. “Mmmmroooh!” She gasped, rubbing her clitoris faster and faster while gradually forming udder tingled and pulsed in tandem with her tits.

“Ahh-AHhhhwoooo!” Brittney howled again as the horse-man grunted and fucked away. Before too long, he let out a deep moan and shot a seemingly endless amount of hot, sticky semen into his mate. Finally, he pulled out of Brittney, who still sat with her backside in the air. Her vaginal hole gaped open, shaking and glistening with an opaque layer of white, sticky fluid. She continued to moan and make content noises as if her senses hadn’t yet returned.

Laura stared in complete awe. She could see straight to Brittney’s cervix. What did that feel like? To be taken by such an impressive dick? Not even Brock was that huge yet.

The horse-man turned his eyes toward Laura. His penis had started to grow flaccid, but that process quickly halted as it once again increased in size, returning to the glorious pillar of manhood it was moments prior. “Nnneeeigh!” His nostrils flared as he made his way to the cow-woman.

Some of Laura was frightened, but it wasn’t like she was in danger. He just wanted to fuck her, right? She desperately hoped he would bend her over and fuck her just like he did with Brittney.

As if reading her mind, the horse-man positioned himself behind Laura and firmly pushed her onto all fours. With a whinny, he smacked her rear with a firm hand and slid a hand under her.

“Mmmooooh!” Laura shuddered with delight as the horse-man spanked her and firmly put her into the proper position for fucking. I shouldn’t-- I shouldn’t cheat on Brock, right? But animals aren’t just monogamous like that either-- this isn’t a big deal, right? She told herself. Her train of thought was interrupted as the horse-man’s fingers brushed over, nearly forming udders. He pinched one of her budding teats, rubbing it between his finger and thumb.

“Mmmmoooooooo!” Electric zaps shot through the sack of fatty tissue, seeping through every cell of her body. Any sense of reason vanished in anticipation of what would happen next.











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