"I'm sorry, that is incorrect! The answer was C, Einstein's Theory of Relativity!" A game show announcer excitedly cheered as the audience erupted into screams.
Carl's eyes widened in horror as he trembled from behind a podium. There were two additional contestants to his left and right. With his failure to answer this question, his doom was sealed. "N-- no- oh god..." Tears streamed from his face as he broke into a panicked cold sweat.
"Carl! Please step forward! Since you have the lowest score, you must be penalized!"
The crowd cheered and hollered while the other two contestants sighed in relief.
"Oh god-- please no..." Carl hesitantly took a couple of steps forward as his whole body erupted in a tingling sensation. "UGHHH! NO, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!" He wailed as his ass expanded. This was immediately followed by the top two buttons on his shirt popping off.
"It looks like your transformation has already begun! Please step closer so our lovely ladies and gentlemen get a proper show!" The announcer insisted with a jovial yet sinister grin.
Carl moaned, staggering toward the center of the stage in pure shame. He was living a complete nightmare. All he did was fail to make payments on his government loans for the last year, and the next thing he knew, he was being forced to compete on a government-sanctioned gameshow for others' amusement. "G-- Give me another ch-- cha--oooooh!" Carl groaned as his budding breasts ballooned in size. His shirt completely broke open as his now D-cup tits swung free. Unfortunately for him, they kept growing. "ARRGHH!" He grunted while his waist pulled inward and his hips pushed out. His insides churned, and his genitals pulsed with euphoric bliss. "Mmooooo!" An orgasm shot through him, his mind temporarily going blank.
"Nice titties!!!" An audience member yelled, resulting in an eruption of laughter.
"Mmmo---ooooh!" Carl's ass ripped through her jeans and boxers, sending the torn fabric to the floor in a heap. After regaining her senses, she pled. "I-- I don't want to be a girl-- or a cow-- please!!!" Carl had already lost a significant height, his genitals lowering as his penis receded. This was followed by his testicles ascending and his scrotum tightening against his crotch. Now completely exposed, he desperately groped at his crotch, feeling his manhood slip away into the folds of his new, feminine flower. The head of his penis nestled into the base of her vulva's cleft. A sharp pang within her vulva was quickly followed by her urethra and vaginal canal opening.
"Your pussy is looking quite lovely! You got lucky, my dear!" The announcer laughed, receiving cheers of approval from all around the auditorium.
"I-- I don't want a pussy! I-- Mm--mmoooooo!" Her tits and ass expanded unrelentingly while tufts of black and white fur sprouted randomly and spread over her swollen female form. Her nipples throbbed in pain, and her clitoris responded suit by spasming and sending waves of milky ecstasy through her lower body. "Ahhhh!" Carl cried, lamenting her misfortune. She knew this was it for her; she would never be the owner of a penis ever again. All she could do was moan and stare in disbelief as her tits jiggled with unnatural perkiness and her hips grew until her frame was an exaggerated hourglass. A tail soon broke through the skin at the base of her spine, her ears repositioning while two horns grew atop her head. When everything was over, she stood utterly mortified while people she didn't know commented on her physique and called her a fat, dumb cow. It was hard to make out any single sentence amidst the jeering.
"Laila, please Carla out, could you?" The announcer asked.
A beautiful woman in a red dress walked out with a cow print bikini and a broad smile. "Arms up, Miss Carla! Let's get you dressed, okay?"
Carla stammered words of protest, but she was ultimately unable to put up a fight. She lifted a leg and tried to maintain her balance as the bikini bottom was pulled up. It snapped in place against her vulva and lodged in her ass crack. "Mmooo!" She shook and let out a lewd moan as her pussy quivered. When the bikini top was fastened, her nipples chafed against the fabric, causing her to break out into goosebumps while stifling more lewd noises.
"Let's have a round of applause for Carla! Please offer your support as she transitions to a new life at Shady Acres Farm!"
Carla stood in abject horror, her life crumbling away before her. Thoughts of having her tits touched and slipping something hard into her pussy already flooded her mind. "Fuck-- fuck, no..." She choked. Shady Acres Farm was a hybrid brothel and functioning farm where livestock women could produce milk, eggs, and much more, all while sexually servicing high-paying clients. With Carla's staggering debt pile, she would be enjoying a long life of ecstasy and carnal bliss.