Chris, Martin, and Vaughn were three stunning examples of what men could be if they put their minds to it. Their bodies were rock-hard; their spirits soaring, and their libidos in peak condition. It was some combination of these that sent them into the porn industry.
Their plan was simple: Use TransFun serums to create an erotic film the transformation community would never forget. Unfortunately, they were much less than successful at finding female volunteers for the task at hand.
Constant failures had led to them simply deciding to cut the women out of the equation and go for using gender-swapped species. Even if none of them were too keen on changing their genders, they’d set it up so each would be swapped only once. Two of them would transform at a time, and the third would be the camera man.
It was a good, albeit simplistic, plan. And it was what had led the trio of men to this point in time, at this barn they’d rented out.
“Horse Love! Live in Three, Two, One!” Martin grinned from behind his camera at Chris and Vaughn.
Chris blinked. “Wait, so soon? Crap!” He hurriedly uncorked his little vial and quaffed the serum within. “I’ll be becoming a stallion today, and… Whoa.”
He looked down in surprise as his cock engorged to double its size; then double that again. Chris slipped off his robes, his body rippling as it broadened into that of a full-grown horse in seconds. He fell to his forehooves with a resounding thump; feeling his feet twist and reshape behind him.
Then he looked up at the camera, giving it a nervous smile before the transformation reached his head. When it did, it was sudden and visceral: his teeth expanded to a blocky shape; his eyes darkened; and his ears flitted to the top of its head.
Chris sneezed, his muzzle cracking out almost instantaneously. His nostrils flared, and he snorted at the camera, shaking out his rump as a tail sprouted from the base of his spine. Now a complete animal, Chris turned for the camera, letting them catch every inch of his body.
His hooves clopped faintly on the ground beneath him as he turned, watching Martin check out his new form. “How’s it feel to be a stallion now?”
Chris paused at that, considering the ramifications of the question. ‘Good’ would be too simple of an answer. There really wasn’t a word to describe having lost access to bipedal motion; yet feeling healthier. Even though he didn’t have fingers, this loss hardly bothered the young man.
Hell, it was far more incredible to have such a strong heart beating in his chest; such powerful muscles! Chris shook his head out, relishing how his mane felt against the back of his neck. He might have to grow his hair out after this. And after the mane came his tail, and after that… Well, no man would object to having such a massive package between his legs.
But first things were first: Martin had asked him a question. If he could sum it up in a few words, it would be ‘fantastically different’. Resolved with that in mind, he opened his muzzle and spoke eloquently: “Neigh.”
His ears flattened against his head as Martin and Vaughn erupted with laughter.
“Right, right. Horse.” Martin chuckled. “I should have thought about that. Okay, then… One neigh for es; two for no. Do you like being a horse?”
Chris let out a triumphant whinny, trotting about in a small circle. He tossed his mane out again with pride, his nostrils flaring.
“All right! How about we kick that up to a canter?”
Chris obeyed on the spot, wheeling about in a quick trot. He circled his friends twice, ending with another whinny.
“Now, for the ladies at home… Why don’t you rear up on your hind legs?” Martin spoke with a grin, leaning back for a wider shot.
Chris snorted, giving the camera a horsey smile. Then he reared back on his hind legs, kicking out with his front two. As he did, he gave voice to a loud and proud whinny, the sound coming strong from his lungs and echoing in the air. The action was an impressive display of height and power alike; as well as a stunning gesture of virility.
“Wow, you’re… Masculine.” Vaughn muttered, his eyes wide. Already he was having second thoughts about transforming. At first it didn’t seem that bad; but knowing that monster would be inside of him? Even if his body was TransFunned to match; that was a tall order!
Unfortunately, it was an order Martin was more than willing to get to. “How’s about it, stud? Want a mare?”
Chris nodded, neighing loudly. As one, he and Martin slowly looked to Vaughn, who swallowed nervously.
“W-well. Here goes.” Vaughn muttered, taking his mare vial. “Um, call me Yvonne for this, I supose-oh!” He gasped, the changes sweeping across his body in a few seconds.
His human muscles developed in seconds, followed by his cock pulling into his body. It left him with a plump and juicy mare’s pussy; aching for attention. Yvonne whimpered, feeling herself grow a pair of mare’s teats.
Even though she wouldn’t use them for nursing, it was still a constant reminder of her changes. Her flanks rippled, and her hooves clopped loudly on the floor as the changes fully swept across her body. Finally, she let out a loud whinny as her neck stretched away from her body; her face becoming a horse’s muzzle.
Already, Chris seemed more than a little interested. His cock was at full-mast, ready to spear Yvonne’s trembling sex. The beautiful white mare whimpered at the thought, turning to the camera and giving it a shy smile.
“Atta boy—girl!” Mattin chuckled. “How’s it feel to be a female now? Good?”
Yvonne paused, tilting her head. For a moment, the barn was silent as the grave.
Martin cleared his throat nervously. “Um… How about ‘different’?”
At that, Yvonne bobbed her head enthusiastically, neighing. She trotted around, even doing her best to sashay her hips. It was a gesture that was more than appreciated by Chris, whose eyes practically bulged from the sides of his head.
He didn’t think it was possible to get more erect, but Yvonne had just disproven that notion. He looked his friend in the eyes, seeing a similar heat had been stirred in her.
Martin looked up at the horses, grinning as they eyed each other. “So, do you want to get to it?” He laughed aloud as Chris slammed into Yvonne, his belly already braced against her rump.
For a moment, the two of them paused. Chris’s heart hammered in his chest. What was he doing? He was about to fuck one of his best friends! Surely she would be thinking the same thing right now; surely even though she was a mare some bit of Vaughn remained.
Yvonne, on the other hand, was quivering with desire, ready to be boned. She hadn’t been too willing to through with this, yes. But that was before the serum. Now the only thing the mare in heat cared about was getting some, and getting some as hard as possible.
Chris shook his flanks out, grinning as only a proud horse can. The motion carried through to his cock and the grin widened. Well, if she needed a mate, she’d find this magnificent stallion to be a perfect fit.
Yvonne whinnied with need, shaking her ass at her stud. Her tail flicked out of the way, eagerly anticipating his approach.
Chris nickered, all too willing to oblige. Truth be told, the stallion hadn’t been sure that his friend would want him inside him. But now… Well if she wanted it, he’d give it to her!
If he could get his damned horse cock inside her entrance. He snorted with aggravation, struggling to spear her glistening pussy.
Twice; a third time. He missed with each one of his attempts, his new hips not built to roll into her as he was used to. Then he gave into his stallion’s instincts. Instead of trying to slowly push his way into her body, Chris simply thrust forward, sliding as much of his meat into her as she could fit.
Yvonne let out a choking gasp, stars flying across her vision. She let out another strangled whinny as Chris’s thick and bulbous cock drew back; pushing into her once more. This time, his balls slapped against her ass, and she quivered in insensate pleasure.
Having never changed into a female form before, Yvonne was stricken lame by how sensitive her new sex was. She could feel every inch of Chris’s member; feel his racing heart through the beat of his cock. She groaned, flexing her folds and grinding back against him in a frenzy of lust.
Chris was enjoying himself as well. He’d though that Yvonne’s pussy would be too large to derive any satisfaction. But now, tasting it for himself, he was more than satisfied with how tight she was. The stallion inside him reared with pride, knowing that any perceived tightness was only due to the sher enormity of his own member.
“Holy crap!” Martin laughed, panning out the camera. “You two look exactly like a pair of animals right now!”
Animals, eh? Chris shook out his mane arrogantly, beginning to hump faster and faster, driving the two to new and shared pleasures beyond any they’d thought to experience before. Chris felt dominant; in control. He was the king, and she was just one of his servants, ripe for the picking. He snorted again, stirring both of them to climax.
Mare and stallion neighed loudly together, their loud breaths seeming to fill the barn. The sounds of wet, frenetic lovemaking were the testament to their lovemaking; their mutual satisfaction. Then, with one last buck, Chris thrust into his mare, huffing loudly.
As one, the two shrieked in ecstasy. Chris hadn’t accounted for how powerful his new cock was, how many long and thick ropes of cum he’d shoot into Yvonne.
And since he hadn’t thought of it; she sure as hell didn’t. Her eyes snapped open and another whinny escaped her throat as Chris pumped her full to her breaking point. Her ears lay flat against the side of her head as she accepted his load, took all of him into her body and then some.
Spent, the two horses slumped down, Chris atop Yvonne. They both gasped for air, trying to come back to their senses. Chris returned to his first, his eyes widening as he realized he’d just taken his friend’s vaginal virginity. More than that, he’d done it in such a raw manner; too! He swallowed nervously, sliding his generous length from her body.
Yvonne gasped with sensation, whinnying with contented satisfaction as Chris’ cock pulled from her sopping sex. Then she gasped again, a familiar feeling of change spreading through her body.
The pair groaned aloud as their forms began to reshape, becoming humans once more. Martin laughed, focusing the camera on the two dazed men.
“That’s right, folks! These serums are a special TransFun product! All changes are stimulated by nudity; terminated by pulling out after a good romp in the hay.” He said with a grin, waving at the pair.
“Ugh…” Chris muttered, lifting a hand as it split from a hoof to human fingers. He worked his jaw, then looked at the camera. “Do you really need to say that aloud?”
Martin grinned back. “TransFun gave us a discount for a shout-out, remember?”
“Yeah, honey. Don’t you remember?” Vaughn chuckled, trailing his fingers along Chris’s toned chest.
Chris flinched back, his mouth opening and closing as he searched for words appropriate to describe his horror.
“Easy, easy!” Vaughn laughed, wiggling his toes. “I’m just messing with you!”
“Wh-what?” Chris continued to give a startlingly good impression of a fish out of water.
“I’m not gay; just bi for transformations!” Vaughn grinned, leaning back in the hay. “And hell, that was a rush. I didn’t think that being slammed by you would be so pleasurable!”
“Oh?” Martin focused on Vaughn with a grin. “Care to describe it a little more? I’m up next, you know.”
“Oh deer, really?” Vaughn smiled at his own pun; then leaned back. “I dunno. It’s like… You’re in this new form, and it’s completely natural to just let yourself go and get fucked. And when you manage to get that to click in your mind… Well. Let’s just say that I’m glad I chose to get the ‘mare in heat’ sample.”
“Uhm. Yeah.” Martin said, looking down at their box of TransFun vials. He glanced up to find that Chris was looking at their samples with similar apprehension. Both of them had preferred to stay a little more in control of their brains, choosing just a traditional female transformation.
“So, ready to go?” Vaughn grinned, leaning forwards to slip out his sample of stag serum. He looked up at Martin expectantly, sending a faint grin to Chris as he tiredly made his way to the camera.
“Hold on… We could have Chris go it as a cow. That’s always an option.” Martin said nervously, nonetheless giving up his camera.
“Yeah, right.” Chris muttered, pulling the camcorder from his friend with a grin. “We agreed on that: everyone get a little bit to recharge before taking their place as the lucky lady.”
“For what it’s worth, it really is awesome.” Vaughn said with a faintly dreamy smile.
Martin got the chills from that, looking back down to the little serum in his hand. “Yeah, right.” He muttered, slipping out a serum of doe.
Vaughn and Chris looked at him expectantly, and Martin pointed to Vaughn. “You first! Mary’s not gonna come out to play until after Chris gives you your Q and A.”
“Fair enough.” Vaughn chuckled, rolling out his arms. He popped the top on his serum and gave Martin a quick wink. “Be with you in a minute, honey.” He grinned, downing it in one go. “Huh. Not too bad of a taste with this one.”
He grunted a moment later, his hands flying to his head in distress. “Guess we’re starting here this time!” He gasped, shaking his head as a pair of antlers slowly pushed out from the sides of his skull. “Oh, that’s new!”
Vaughn’s groans turned into a low bellow as he fell to his hands and knees. He didn’t stay on the latter for long: the next changes were to his limbs. He grunted and groaned as his arms and legs lengthened, thickening with muscle.
Yet this was different from being a horse. As a mare, he’d felt strong; powerful. Now, he felt a similar strength, but while his muscles before had been bristling with potential, they were now all taut. It was like he was a bow, stretched to fire.
He groaned as his cock reshaped, feeling it lengthen instead of diminish this time. That was a pleasant surprise, and Vaughn found himself smiling as his face pushed out into a muzzle. He let loose a triumphant bellow as the rest of his form changed shape; then began to prance around the barn.
“Looks like someone’s enjoying this!” Chris laughed from behind the camera, panning back to catch more of Vaughn’s graceful strides.
“You like having those massive antlers?” Chris added a moment later, zooming a little closer on his friend’s head.
Vaughn responded with another bellow, his whole body tensing as he flexed his muscles. Maybe it was that he was a mare earlier, but he felt great now! He was powerful, armed with some of the best weapons nature could provide.
Vaughn scuffed at the ground twice, letting out another bellow that seemed to shake the barn.
“Sounds like someone’s ready for his date.” Chris looked back to find that Martin had slipped off his robe.
“Yeah. ‘Date’.” Martin chuckled a little uneasily, taking his dose of TransFun as well. The changes hit his cock first, and he looked down to see it slip back into his body, leaving him with a taut pussy.
“Well, that’s new.” Mary muttered, scratching as fur spread its way all along her body. She whimpered a little as her chest pushed out to a doe’s, a tail soon following this latest growth. She wiggled it a little, dropping to all fours in anticipation.
She wasn’t left waiting for long: all of her limbs lengthened, leaving her wobbling on her newfound legs for a moment. Then her shoulders and hips cracked; making the posture much more natural. Mary’s neck ached, and she let out a loud bleating cry as it pulled away from her body.
Her new form felt powerful, yet so fragile in comparison to Vaughn’s. It was like she knew she was stronger than Chris; yet also that she should submit to the stag across from her. She shivered at the thought, her face becoming a deer’s and completing her transformation.
Mary shivered quietly, looking at Chris; then at Vaughn. She looked back to Chris, letting out a questioning yelp.
“Right, right.” Chris chuckled, hurriedly thinking of a question. “Do you feel like you’re any nimbler than Vaughn?” He settled on, smiling as Mary’s expression changed to one of confusion.
Mary tilted her head, flicking an ear. It was true that she was similarly muscled to Vaughn, but… She bleated twice; then tilted her head again. A moment later, she bounced about, nimbly darting left and right.
Mary landed on her hooves, turning to face Vaughn again. She snorted gently, then turned back to Chris, bobbing her head with a single bleat.
“So… Yes, you do feel more nimble?” Chris asked, laughing as Mary bobbed her head again. Chris turned the camera to Vaughn a moment later. “So, do you agree with this?”
Vaughn rolled his eyes but nodded a moment later. That display did kind of prove that she was a little more graceful… Even if he really held all of the power in the relationship. And on the note of power…
Vaughn the stag sidled over to his doe, brushing his flank against hers. As expected, Mary shied away, but only for a moment. She returned his affection with a nuzzle a moment later.
Mary couldn’t explain what it was about being a doe, but it was really good to have Vaughn brush up against her like that. He’d been fit as a person, but as a stag, Vaughn was… animalistic!
He reaffirmed her thoughts a moment later, letting out a loud bellow and shaking his head.
“How about it, Vaughn? You think you’d be willing to fight another stag for Miss Mary’s tail?” Chris joked.
Vaughn spun to face the camera, bobbing his antlered head excitedly. He waved his large branched horns in the air, issuing a challenging bellow for anyone around to hear. Then he confidently strutted behind her, shaking his horns as an unspoken reminder that he was a stag and she was his possession; only there to be impregnated by him.
It worked beautifully.
At that, whatever doubts Mary had fled her mind immediately. He was so strong, so dominant! She shivered, turning and lifting her tail. It wasn’t that she wanted to get fucked; it’s just that she wanted to have sex with him.
Which meant she’d be fucked. It was all very confusing to the doe. So when Vaughn slid into her, it was blissful and calming relief. She shivered against him, pushing back to slide his cock deeper into her waiting folds.
Mary had a bit of TG experience with TransFun before, but never as an animal! This was really incredible; something beyond anything she’d considered. It was beyond fucking; beyond the satisfaction of fulfilled lust. Hell, it was mating, plain and simple.
Vaughn, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. He didn’t see any of the romance of sex that Mary was. For Vaughn, this was all of his carnal desires brought to life. While being on the receiving end was heavenly, this was divine!
It was like two separate kinds of pleasures; equal and different at the same time. Vaughn grunted as he continued to conquer the doe beneath him, driving his stag’s cock in and out of her relentlessly.
He was right to earlier think of his new body as springy. Back when he’d been screwed by Chris, it felt like the stallion was thrusting with his whole body. This, on the other hand, was playing his own taut hips back and forth.
Mary really appreciated that. She whimpered and pawed at the ground, her ears flat against the side of her head. She kept groaning loudly, rewarding Vaughn’s every buck and thrust. She shivered with amusement at the thought: the buck’s bucks.
Chris had been rough to his mare, giving into his animal instincts. At the time, Vaughn wondered why he was so rough. But now that he was faced with such a divine pussy in the flesh, he more than understood how Chris could be overcome.
Vaughn let loose his loudest bellow yet, fucking the doe beneath him with wild abandon. He wanted this; wanted to mate; wanted so much more!
Beneath him, Mary shivered and trembled, lost in her own world. She felt weak at the knees, quivering with sensation. Her doe’s body trembled against her stag, and she let loose a stammering bleat. It echoed in the barn, hanging in the quiet air between the two. Her folds clamped down on his length, and she quivered with the vivid sensation of orgasm.
This latest stimulation proved too much for Vaughn, and he echoed her cry with a triumphant bellow. His cervine cock twitched as it unleashed a full load on her pussy, his hot cum setting her loins ablaze.
Mary bleated at the hot liquid filling her new pussy. Her eyes glazed over with pleasure, and she let loose a massive bellow, quivering in ecstasy. A moment later, she found her eyes refocusing at a massive weight on her back. Mary had enough time to bleat in confusion before Vaughn sent the pair tumbling to the ground.
“A perfect money shot!” Chris clapped in confusion, laughing. “You just wait until you see the face you were making, Mary! That was fantastic!”
Mary huffed from beneath her mate, wrinkling her nose at him. Luckily, Vaughn got the hint. He slipped out of her a moment later, and the two shivered as they shrank back to human form.
Martin patted down his cock again to make sure everything was in the right place, then he looked back at Chris with a sadistic smile. “You think my face was good? I’ll be sure to show my little cow her place.” He tried to stand and ended up falling on his hands. “After I take a second to get my bearings.” He muttered, shaking his head.
“Yeah. Bearings.” Vaughn muttered, slumped on a hay bale. “You’re gonna have to watch out for that post-coital bliss. I thought once was bad, but the second time in a row? I’m not sure I have the strength to stand.” He chuckled, easing himself back onto his elbows.
“I take it that it was as good for you as it was for me, then?” Martin looked back with a wink.
Chris scowled. “Come on, guys. Don’t make it weird.” He blinked in surprise as both of them fixed him with mischievous looks. “W-what?”
“You say that now, but you haven’t tried out being a woman yourself. Come on, I’m sure you’ll enjoy being a cow.” Martin crawled to the TransFun bag, drinking his bull serum before Chris could respond.
The changes were began on the spot, and Martin had to back himself away from the bag to avoid breaking their serums beneath his hooves. He grunted and groaned as his whole body expanded, including his cock.
Layer of layer of muscle flowed onto his body, and Martin looked up at the camera with a grin. He snorted, his nostrils becoming hugely wide, as only bovine snouts could be. The transforming man shook his head, groaning out a loud bellow as his ribcage cracked out to make room for his new lungs.
Martin thudded a hoof into the ground as a pair of wicked bull’s horns sprouted form the sides of his head, and he looked at the camera with a cocky smile, shaking out his transformed body. He angled himself so any female viewers could get a good look at his package, then turned to nose the bundle of serums towards Chris.
“Hey now, Vaughn hasn’t fully recovered yet!” Chris protested, looking up to see his well-built friend sidle over. “Oh, hi Vaughn.”
“You were saying?” The man spoke with a chuckle, plopping himself down next to Chris. “You’re up, little cow.”
“I’d better hope I won’t be little.” Chris muttered as he sent a worried look to Martin’s massive erection. God, did he have to be so… eager?
“You’re damned right you’d better!” Vaughn laughed, zooming in on it. He then panned out to get a better look at Martin. “Hey buddy, how’s it feel to be large and in charge?”
Martin pawed at the ground, lowering himself just like a charging bull. He let out a single loud groan, grinning behind his muzzle at the camera.
“Anything you’d like to say to the ladies watching this at home?” Vaughn chuckled.
Martin shook his head, bellowing twice.
“Anything you’d like to show them, then?” Vaughn arched an eyebrow, leaning over to Chris with a wry grin on his face.
At that, Martin bellowed twice, thundering his forehooves against the ground.
Vaughn laughed. “You heard him, Christie!”
Chris swallowed nervously. “Well, down the hatch.” He looked at the serum in his hands, then walked over to the bull. “Just… Be gentle, okay?”
Martin flared his nostrils and rolled his eyes.
Chris sighed. “I was worried you were going to say that.” Then he tilted his head back, knocking down the vial in one go. A moment later, his hands flew to his belly.
“Um. I feel weird.” Chris managed. A second later, his nipples sank back into his body and a giant cow’s udder sprouted just under his navel. It sloshed and jiggled from side to side, and Chris cupped his hands around it. “W-whoa!”
Though he was loathe to admit that he liked this transformation, he was certainly getting off to it. Chris’s member was as hard as it had ever been, poking into the bottom of his soft udder. He groaned loudly, falling onto his hands. But they weren’t hands anymore; they were hooves.
Chris groaned in pleasure, feeling his face slowly stretch out to a dumb cow’s muzzle. Though he’d never admit it aloud—unless if his current ecstatic groans could be taken as signs of admission—he’d always had a soft spot for bovine transformations.
Chris felt both of his ears flick as they lengthened; then he realized he could feel less of himself against his udder. Chris looked down, lowing in surprise as he realized he had just become Christie. Perhaps the biggest shock about this was that it wasn’t too much of a change. Physically it was, but mentally he was still the same.
Christie flushed a little, immediately feeling a little sexist for the thought. Of course changing genders wouldn’t make her any different inside. If anything, it was a little liberating. Christie snorted through her huge nostrils, wiggling her rear in the air as her tail came out.
It was good to feel her udder sway with the motion; to feel all of her growing fat come in. This form was something completely different from Christie’s normal one, and she’d love exploring it a little more. Maybe not the sex, though.
Christie glanced over, her eyes sliding a little to the sides of her head. Martin noticed her gaze and scuffed at the ground in anticipation. She huffed at that, turning back to the camera and letting out a loud and low moo. The sacrifices she’d bear for a little bit of change…
She trotted around the barn for a bit, testing out her new body. She should have expected it, but she was still surprised at how slow and cumbersome she was. To think that she’d been a fit man—much less a stallion—moments before! Now she looked like she could be put out to pasture with any other common heifer!
“All right, we have a full cow and a bull!” Vaughn laughed, filming the pair. “So, do you like being a cow more than a horse?”
Before Christie knew what she was doing, she let out a loud moo, nodding her head in dumb bovine assent. She colored slightly behind her black-and-white fur, pawing at the ground a little in embarrassment.
“That’s a yes if I’ve ever heard one. And I know you folks back home are dying to see this.” Vaughn laughed, clicking the camera’s tripod oud. He set it down, making sure it was focused on Christie; then walked next to her.
She lowed in confusion, then again in pleasure as Vaughn began to tug on her hanging udders. “That’s right, I figured that Christie here had such a big udder; it meant that she had to get milked.” He tugged expertly on her teats and Christie groaned in pleasure as a hot jet of milk streamed from her udder onto the floor.
She hadn’t expected it to be so pleasurable to be milked! Christie lowed loudly, shaking her floppy ears from side to side at the good feeling of being treated like livestock. It was a little weird to have such liquid streaming from her udder, but at the same time it was natural and enjoyable. She actually mooed in distress when Vaughn stepped away, patting himself down.
“Sorry girl, but we do have to get to the main act.” He said, returning to the camera.
Christie’s eyes widened as she caught onto his meaning, turning to find that Martin was already fully erect. So soon? She hadn’t even fully come to terms with this fat form; how such a buff guy could become such a fat cow!
Luckily, Martin understood that. He paused, looking back to Vaughn and shaking his head.
“What? Oh, now come on! She’s ready for it!” Vaughn laughed and gave Christie a slap on her generous ass. “After all, you are a submissive cow now, aren’t you?”
Christie found her head bobbing with ecstasy, still reeling a little from the spank. This was like all of her darkest fantasies come to life! She shook herself out, jiggling her hefty body. It was beyond good to feel this way, to be so docile and submissive!
“So go on, then. Go to your bull!” Vaughn grinned, patting her on her flanks.
Martin snorted his agreement, flicking his head to the left.
Christie’s heart pounded. Her bull was telling her what to do! She nodded, letting out a low and husky moo. She trotted forwards, padding around in a small circle. The cow lowed again, flicking her tail tot eh side and doing her best to relax her folds.
Martin speared Christie’s pussy with one massive thrust, hilting himself inside the cow. His weight slammed onto her back a moment later, his hooves grazing her black-and-white flanks. A loud moo erupted from Christie’s throat, and she groaned with pleasure.
To think that just under an hour ago, she’d been a stallion! She’d had the world under her hooves, and now! She mooed again, her ears flat against her head; another sign of submission. She was a good cow, she belonged to her bull.
Martin huffed with derisive amusement, riding his cow even further. Christie groaned again and again beneath him, her every mo music to Martin’s ears. She thought that she was hot shit as a stallion, but now look at her!
Martin huffed again, this time more condescendingly. He’d need to put this cow in her place, it seemed. He slid much of his length out of Christie, leaving her reeling. Then, just as she started to take a ragged breath to regain her senses, he thrust into her again, renewing his sexual conquest.
Another loud moo filled the air as Christie felt herself start to get blanker and blanker. It was like she was being conquered by her weakness and her bliss in turn. Every one of Martin’s thrusts awoke newer and more sensual levels of pleasure, and Christie mooed again and again, spurring him on.
Naturally, her bull took to these as best as he possibly could. He started to pump in and out of her, deeper and deeper. His balls slapped against her fat ass time and time again, and Martin snorted with amusement. In a way, this paralleled their horse scene from earlier.
Christie picked up on this too, groaning in a little distress. She rolled her eyes as she realized how she was being dominated just as she’d dominated Yvonne earlier. That was a dose of irony, indeed! A second later, all thought as complex as irony blasted itself from her mind again.
Martin was drawing closer and closer to climax. And the closer he got, the more violent he was. His thrusts were more rapid, harder. Christie began to let out a long and low moo, her ears flat against her head as she began to lose track of everything but the ever-increasing whirlpool of pleasure that was her life.
Finally, Martin let out a loud bellow, coming deep within his subservient cow. He felt her flanks shudder as she joined him, and he snorted a quiet compliment. She’d done a good job, bringing him to climax like that. He shut his eyes, falling asleep in seconds.
Christie’s eyes widened as she picked up the sounds of snoring behind her. She knew the sex was good, but come on! She looked to Vaughn helplessly, letting out a quiet little moo.
Vaughn shrugged. “Shit, I dunno. I kinda like this as an ending though. You get to stay as a big and fat heifer, stallion.” He grinned.
Christie glared at him, huffing. Then she slowly scooted her way forward, doing her best to not cum again from the feeling of Martin’s magnificent meat slowly sliding from her sopping slit. At last, she was free, and Christie let loose one final moo as she returned to human form; returned to Chris.
Unfortunately, this meant that the still-snoring Martin was atop her. Chris glared up at his friend, trying to shrug him off.
“Mn, five more minutes.” Martin muttered, slipping his arms around Chris’s waist. “Have cow.”
“Like hell you do!” Chris shouted, smacking Martin lightly in the head.
That did the trick, albeit too well. The two of them fell down in a heap, tangled in each other’s arms and legs.
“Hey, your cock’s in my ass!” Chris shouted.
“You weren’t complaining five minutes ago.” Martin shot back, grinning at the camera. “By the way, being a bull? Awesome. I recommend it to anyone who needs to let off some steam.”
“Or has sleep problems.” Chris muttered, crossing his arms.
Vaughn grinned from ear to ear, clicking the camera shut. “And on that note, I say we call it a wrap and move to our real treat!” He grinned, opening up a their TransFun bag once more.
“Already?” Martin blinked. Despite his faint protest, his hands were held open in anticipation.
“Yeah, already.” Vaughn grinned back, giving his friends their vials.
They all looked at each other, uncorking their bottles eagerly. Then, the three of them downed their vials at once, shuddering as changes swept across their masculine bodies once more. A few seconds later, and three buxom bombshells were sitting in the barn, each eying each other hungrily.
“Now… Christie? Mary?” Yvonne licked her lips. “Shall we get to this?”
They didn’t need further invitation, and soon their squeals of joy filled the room.