(Female to Male Squirrel)
(Female to Mouse)
(Female to Male Collie)
(Female to Beagle)
(Female to Male Tiger)
(Female to Leopard)
(Female to Male Bull)
(Female to Zebra)

*** The Beginning ***

Courtney, Samantha, and Breana stood outside of their sorority house with knowing smiles, their magical runes already inscribed to enter every room and transform the occupants within. The three would-be-witches had come across a potent magical tome in their studies, and now they’d used it to blanket their biggest area yet: the house of Theta Gamma Sigma.

All that was left was for the trio to enter their house and experience their work firsthand; the changes would be beginning any minute now.

“Well, girls. To a good night.” Samantha grinned cockily, looking to her two friends.

They smiled back. “To a good night.”

The chorus filled the air, and with that they entered the house, beginning a tale of transformation they wouldn’t soon forget…

 

*** The Common Room ***

Of course, they’d cheered on a good night, but that didn’t change the fact that Samantha and Breanna weren’t usually around the house. To avoid suspicion, they’d taken to using the study room in the building’s common area, the two girls pulling out their notes and waiting for their changes to happen.

At nine o’clock on the dot, the doorways to their room shimmered with light, trapping them inside until the next morning. Samantha beamed with professional pride at how sturdy the fields looked, turning back to Breanna to find the girl was already sprouting whiskers.

“Oh, so soon?” Samantha beamed, her eyes wide with anticipation. She pressed her hands to her own cheeks, feeling them grow puffier and puffier; whiskers of her own beginning to sprout from the sides of her face.

She grinned, tapping her finger against her chin as she tried to remember what changes they’d assigned to which rooms. Of course, it was like trying to remember a dream she’d just had. No matter how hard she tried to recollect, the excitement from her oncoming change was just too much to bear.

Breanna, meanwhile, was hurriedly pawing at her clothes, doing her best to strip naked. She’d forgotten what the changes would be, as well; and she had no intention of losing her designer clothes tonight. As she pulled her top off, she began to shrink down, her shoes falling from her feet as she remained on her chair.

Seeing this, Samantha hopped down from her seat, spreading her arms wide as she prepared to embrace the changes like an old friend. Little did she know, the first changes would come to her arms and hips, and the girl was thrown to all fours with a loud popping of bones.

Samantha squeaked loudly, hitting the floor and wriggling about in her clothes which had suddenly become a few sizes too large. “Well, shrinking means that we’re not becoming anything with hooves…” She muttered to herself, marveling at how easy it was to kick off her footwear. She then sent a glance behind her to find that her feet were turning a light shade of pink, her toes lengthening in a distinctly rodent-like fashion.

“Looks like I’ll end up being some kind of rat or a mouse…” Samantha said, looking down to her chest to find that her breasts had already disappeared within her skin. Worse, her belly had begun to expand, leaving her just like a plump little mouse. Embarrassed, the changing girl looked to find that Breanna’s changes were extremely similar.

The other girl had a squirrel’s body, her breasts completely gone; hidden under a wave of fur. But while Samantha’s belly was a little plump, Breanna was positively chubby. Even her rodent’s muzzle was a little rotund, though that could have been an illusion brought on by the fur around her cheeks.

Breanna noticed her weight, but found herself preoccupied by her mouth. Her two front teeth were extending by the second, giving her a massive overbite. She covered it with her paws, flushing in embarrassment even as the rest of her skin took on soft, brown fur. Her tail sprouted as well, but she soon found another appendage to keep her attention.

She stared down in surprise as her pussy tingled, her clit stretching out into a phallus even as her ovaries reshaped themselves into a pair of balls, emerging in a furry scrotum. The girl blinked in surprise, chittering faintly with joy. “I guess that answers who’ll be on top.” She muttered.

Then, Breanna bounced from her chair to join Samantha on the floor, her stance shifting to become more quadrupedal by the second. “Come here, mousy. I think it’s time to show you who’s boss.” She said, her dominant words a little undermined by the chittering tone her voice was assuming.

Samantha squeaked with amusement and arousal, her pussy already slipping under her forming tail. Her cheeks twitched as only a mouse’s can, small whiskers lengthening from the sides of her face even as her own incisors began to lengthen.

The shrunken girl looked around her bigger world, realizing that she was now no more than half a foot tall, at that. Worse, it looked like Breanna was just a little bit bigger as she was becoming one of the fat squirrels that so often roamed around campus. Samantha bit down on her clothes as Breana approached, looking back to find her friend was fully erect.

“What are you waiiiting for?” She asked, unable to keep the squeak from her voice. The girl waggled her rear invitingly, her tail moving to one side to allow her friend easier access. “Hur-eee up and fuck me-eee.”

Breanna needed no further invitation, her increasingly squirrely body growing out its muzzle even as she pounced upon her smaller friend. Her paws straddled the other girl, and before either of them could fully register what was going on, animal instincts overtook the two.

Breanna shoved herself into Samantha’s tight pussy even as Samantha drove herself back, intending to spit herself on her friend’s large cock. The ensuing wave of pleasure was so intense for Samantha that it caused her rodent-like muzzle to stretch out on the spot, her nose turning a shade of pink that matched her hands and feet.

The changing mouse squeaked loudly from under her squirrely friend, groaning with pleasure as Breanna began to hump away at her. The squirrel’s hips pistoned away at a breakneck pace, and Breanna let out a dominant chitter at how good it felt to mount her friend, to fuck the rest of the changes into her.

As she continued to slam away at her lover’s tight hole, Breanna’s hands and feet changed, paw pads forming on the undersides of her palms, and her nails growing over her digits to become long claws suited for climbing. Said claws dug small furrows into the wooden floor under the two as Breanna scrabbled for better purchase.

Samantha, meanwhile, was squeaking again and again, feeling less like a living creature and more like a fuck-toy. She couldn’t help it; she was so small and powerless compared to Breanna; not to mention the squeaking she couldn’t help but make.

It wasn’t Samantha’s fault that Breanna was so large inside of her, filling her with animal ecstasy even as the changes continued to assail the rest of her body. Her pussy wasn’t built to take such a mate, and it was driving her wild with pleasure. Yes, this had to be the work of the magic, increasing the potency of what each of the two felt, magnifying their lust until it had transcended what mere humans could sense.

Indeed, this was the case with Breanna, whose thoughts had shifted from dominance to simply fucking. ‘Breed, sex, breed, sex!’ She repeated it in her head like a mantra, the only thought to pass through her mind completely animalistic. She chittered loudly at the amazing sensation of Samantha’s tight folds around her, and she couldn’t help but flick her long and bushy tail to and fro, as though to cool down her burning body.

And Breanna wasn’t the only one experiencing a little heat. Samantha was totally lit ablaze, her thoughts too far gone to even think. Instead, she only soaked up the pleasure, bearing the brunt of her lover’s lust as only a good mate can. Samantha wanted to be a good mouse, to get pregnant from her new lover and raise their young in a nest. She wanted to live through this pleasure, to transcend their sex from a meeting of two bodies and transform it into a union of two souls.

Such romanticism was born and lost in an instant, the flitting image soon overpowered by the need to be used by her mate; to be loved and love in turn. Samantha started to roll her hips back against her lover, driving even more pleasure out of their current forms than she’d thought possible.

It was too much for the squirrel atop her to take, and Breanna let out a loud chitter as her balls clenched. Then, with that, she unleashed a torrent of cum into her lover’s snatch, filling it more and more with every twitch of her cock. She chittered again with contented pride, feeling some of her seed drip down past her cock and onto the ground.

Indeed, Breanna had filled Samantha beyond her maximum capacity, and the little mouse’s eyes bulged from the feeling at how full she was. She squeaked contentedly, wriggling her rear and settling back down, content to be hugged and nuzzled by her mate.

 

*** The Kitchen ***

Alyssa turned at the sound of pounding footsteps, arching an eyebrow as Courtney ran into the same room as her.

“Um… Yes?” She asked, chuckling at how out of breath the other girl seemed. It almost looked like she was panting.

Courtney continued to pant for breath, her mind searching for excuses and finding none. She’d seen Alyssa enter a room alone, and didn’t want the buxom beauty to transform by herself. Of course, were Courtney to say that aloud, Alyssa would think that there was something mentally wrong with her friend.

“N-no, it’s nothing.” Courtney said, doing her best not to stare at Alyssa as the girl began to transform, her ears lengthening slightly. Courtney send a small glance to the doorway as she panted. Sure enough, it was shimmering with the unmistakable hue of a magical barrier.

Alyssa followed her gaze, blinking in confusion. She raised a hand to the wall, yelping as a crackle of magical energy shot into her. Though the contact was only a gentle brush, it was enough to add kindling to the fire of her changes, and when she looked down to her injured palm, she found it looked entirely different.

“What the… What?” Alyssa stared, unable to come up with a proper sentence to describe the shock she was feeling. Her right hand looked exactly like a dog’s paw now, complete with only four toes, paw pads, and soft, luxurious fur. She probed at it with her other hand, freezing when she noticed how much hairier her left hand was.

The girl looked up to Courtney, finding her friend with a sheepish smile on her face and a tongue that was two sizes too large for her body. Alyssa frowned, noticing that her friend wasn’t freaking out nearly as much as Alyssa had been. Moreover, she had seemed so desperate to run into the room…

“Do you know what’s going on here?” Alyssa asked. She shook out her hear a little as she did so because her ears were beginning to feel funny.

“N-no?” Courtney asked, ever the bad liar. The girl could feel her chest begin to change, and her ribcage popped slightly to make room for her new heart and lungs. This came at the cost of her breasts; the pair sinking back into her body as though they’d never existed. It was a small price to pay for being able to pant naturally.

“Tell me what’s going on, because I’m starting to freak out.” Courtney said, her face aching as her nose began to darken. She pressed one of her paws against it worriedly, whimpering faintly as she noticed that her nose seemed darker; felt spongier. It was moist and damp, just like a dog’s nose.

Sure enough, her suspicions were confirmed a moment later as her jaw began to stretch out, bones popping as they reshaped her mouth into a muzzle. Her tongue lengthened in its new home; teeth shifted to those of a canine’s. Alyssa shook her head as though to wake up from a dream, but all she succeeded in was flopping her ears from side to side like an animal.

Across from her, Courtney was also growing a muzzle, though hers was a little more pointed. Moreover, her ears were sitting pert atop her head, lending her the appearance of another breed of dog. Her face tingled again, hairs forcing themselves from her every pore, covering her head in white-and-black fur.

Alyssa looked up to see her friend’s collie head come in completely, feeling her own face start to itch as it too grew fur. The girl yelped in surprise, fumbling for her phone to use its camera as a mirror. It looked like she had a beagle’s head, and the girl whimpered again in distress at how hairy she looked.

She considered calling for help, but as soon as the thought went through her mind, her left hand began to ache as well. She looked at it in disbelief, finding her thumbs were slipping away to become dewclaws. Her phone fell to the ground, both from her useless paw-hand and from a new feeling that was stirring inside of her.

Alyssa couldn’t quite believe that she was getting turned on in this situation, but she was. Her paws flew down to her pants, and she fumbled to slip them off. Fortunately, this was an easier task than she’d expected: her hips had already slimmed down a little. Unfortunately, she found her paws to be unsuited for the task of pleasuring herself, and she could only brush against the outskirts of her pussy.

“Need a hand?” Courtney asked from beside her.

Alyssa turned, her chest aching with want. She whimpered sadly as she realized that Courtney’s hands were paws as well; then she looked a little further down. Her eyes lit up immediately as she saw that a major change had happened to the other girl’s sex. Some niggling part of her mind told her to be more concerned, but she set that aside, focusing on her savior’s new cock.

Courtney smiled to herself as Alyssa sprouted a tail, its long length already beginning to wag eagerly in anticipation. She felt her own tail come in and beamed, feeling it stand as erect as her cock was. “Then turn around, bitch.” It felt a little bit odd to speak with a dog’s muzzle, but she was glad she could order Alyssa around.

The other girl dropped to all fours, turning obediently and waggling her tail in the air. Courtney smiled, falling to a quadrupedal stance herself, padding closer to her sorority sister. Her nose and eyes agreed that Alyssa was in heat, and Courtney’s smile widened, lust beginning to fill her mind. Then she slammed the full length of her cock into Alyssa’s changed pussy.

Pleasure filled the two girl’s minds, and they positively howled with joy at how good it felt to mare like this. Courtney began to pant with need, humping desperately at Alyssa’s canine cunny. Courtney hadn’t expected sex like this to feel so good, so heavenly!

Sure, she’d transformed into a dog before, but then she’d been on the receiving end. As the alpha, she controlled the pace of it, and right now she wanted it to be a mind-numbingly rapturous rut.

Jill had certainly succeeded at the former: Alyssa was panting dumbly, all thoughts of ever having been human already gone from the girl’s mind. She’d been overwhelmed by the pleasure, her mind succumbed to the waves of heat that had set her so adrift.

Alyssa howled with canine contentment, her folds gripping Courtney’s cock as she continued to get fucked just like the little bitch she was. She could feel her breasts sinking back into her chest, small teats replacing them. Six rows of the bumps grew from her chest, eliciting another moan of pleasure from the canine girl’s mouth as they rubbed against the floor beneath her.

She kept painting, faint whines escaping her throat as her vocal chords twisted, stealing away her speech. Not that she could so much as think of words to say. Instead, she could only pant and whine being mated like a good bitch. Her body completed its transformation into a submissive beagle’s, and she couldn’t love it more.

Above her, Courtney’s own changes were finishing, her arms and legs growing to their proper lengths and her balls filling with semen. Just in time, too: she felt the onset of climax rushing across her body. With a loud and commanding bark, Courtney shoved herself as far into Alyssa as she could go, her cockhead bulging into a canine knot as she filled her mate’s pussy with her cum.

Alyssa whined with pleasure, feeling so full and content. She trembled and let loose a howl of her own, cumming at last. The feeling of sweet release swept across her, and she slumped to the ground, spent. To her surprise, Courtney joined her a moment later, the girl offering her a loving nuzzle and a comforting lick.

It was like that, Courtney knotted in Alyssa and Alyssa too spent to care, that they drifted off for the night, a pair of canine companions lost to lust.

 

*** Room 202 ***

“Hey, I’m going to the kitchen. You want anything?” Arianna looked to her roommate with a smile. It was really lucky that Kathryn was here over break too; otherwise their room might get a little lonely.

“Um… Maybe a thing of water? I’m oddly hot right now.” Kathryn said from their top bunk.

“Implying you’re not hot all of the time.” Arianna chuckled. Kathryn was an oddity in that the girl liked to be naked as often as possible. Of course, this led to the awkward issue of her body. If the girl had been unattractive, then at least the sorority could joke about it. But no, Kathryn had to be built like a model.

Arianna used to be jealous of her until they’d become friends. Now she just appreciated the eye candy, using it as a means to get to work on her own diet. She turned to walk through their door, only to bump face-first into something invisible. It sent a tingling through her entire jaw, and she grunted in distress.

“Ow! What thrrr…” Arianna paused, her voice degenerating into a growl. The girl blinked in surprise, her hands flying to her throat as she realized what she’d just done. She tried to speak again, but it only came out as another low rumbling.

“You okay down there?” Kathryn asked from the bed above, still flipping through some old fashion magazine.

Arianna tried to respond, but she could only growl again. This turned into a frightened yowl as her face started to stretch out into what could only be described as a muzzle. She looked down in surprise, watching as it came in slowly, her face cracking and popping as it pulled out into a flat, square snout.

Her nose had turned dark, and long whiskers sprouted from her increasingly puffy cheeks. Her upper lip split a little, joining with the underside of her nose, and the girl stared in shock as golden fur swept across the top of her muzzle.

“Okay, that definitely doesn’t sound good.” Kathryn called down, rolling over to see what the commotion was. Once she did, she froze in surprise, staring at her roommate’s head. “Okay… Since when did you get a cheetah mask?”

A cheetah mask? Arianna pawed at her face, yowling again in shock. It felt like even her ears had changed, rising to the top of her head and rounding out just like a big cat’s. She looked up again, her eyes going as round as saucers as she watched a similar change happen to Kathryn’s ears—only hers were getting coated in dark, black fur.

Kathryn looked down to her roommate as the girl pointed to her own ears frantically. “Okay, yeah, your mask has cat ears. That’s neat.” She said, rolling her eyes slightly. “Come on, you’re starting to worry me.”

Even as she spoke, her own ears continued changing, and her cheeks started to grow the unmistakable fluff of fur. She kept looking down at Arianna, unable to deny that the girl looked oddly hotter with a cat’s head. Quietly, Kathryn started to rub her crotch against her bed, feeling a strange heat in her chest.

Arianna rumbled again, pointing to Kathryn; then down to the floor. As she did, her fingers started to swell, getting plumper and plumper even as the palms of her hands swelled out to form an animal’s pads—a cheetah’s, if Kathryn was to be believed.

“That’s definitely not natural…” Kathryn breathed, her arousal growing by the second as she looked at her changing roommate. She grinned down at Arianna, revealing fangs that would have been too large for her mouth, were it not for the fact that she was growing a muzzle. Her face broadened and her fur grew thicker by the second even as her nose turned pink, pushing away from her head.

It was at this time that Kathryn noticed she was growing a muzzle of her own, and she immediately felt guilty for teasing her roommate. The collegiate crossed her eyes, noticing how orange the fur seemed. Judging from that, she assumed that she was becoming a tiger, but she’d need to see something else to confirm that.

Her hands were able to confirm that, and she looked down to them to see her fingers were ballooning out, white fur growing on the undersides of her palms even as orange fur stretched out from the backs of her hands. “Hm. That’s new.” She half-rumbled, looking down to Arianna again.

Arianna seemed to be having some problems of her own, her spine stretching out into a long and spotted tail. Kathryn looked to her own backside to find her tailbone was extending as well; though hers was coated in orange fur with black stripes. That damnable arousal swept across Kathryn again, and she groaned, humping slightly at her bed.

A flush of embarrassment traced its way across her cheeks as the bedsprings squeaked loudly, and Kathryn pounced to the floor, determined to retain at least some modicum of dignity. However, in her previous position, she hadn’t been able to see the changes to her groin, and so when she leapt to the ground she found there was a lot more of her ‘down there’ than there used to be.

Arianna stared with wide eyes, unsure if she should be more worried by the fact that her roommate had just grown a cock or the fact that Arianna wanted it inside of her right now. She decided that the latter should be a little more worrisome, but also something to look a little more into.

Kathryn’s eyes widened as Arianna turned, falling to all fours and lowering her pants to expose her glistening sex. The cheetah-girl’s tail swept from side to side enticingly, and she let loose a low purr. That was invitation enough for Kathryn, and she leapt upon her roommate in a frenzy of romance, lancing the girl’s transformed flower and beginning to piston in and out.

Arianna yowled with ecstasy, feeling Kathryn’s rough cock inside of her. The girl unleashed a throaty purr, rocking herself back against Kathryn in time with the other girl’s frenetic thrusts. She loved how good it felt to be treated so roughly; to be dominated. After all, she was becoming one of the masters of the jungle; it was only right that taming her was closer to conquering her.

Kathryn loved it, too; her body expanding and cracking out around her. She looked down at the clothing that remained on Arianna’s body, and with a huff of derision, she swatted at them with one paw, her claws making short work of the human garb. Things were better naked and free, after all.

Normally, Arianna would have been sadder to see her clothes go, but now she was full of gratitude. The second her attire was shredded her body started to change just like her lover’s, and she purred with contentment. But while Kathryn was getting large and bulky, Arianna was getting sleeker, more dexterous.

Arianna loved the rippling muscles all along her body for how powerful they made her feel, but she knew that Kathryn’s form was even stronger. It was a good reminder of her place in the world, and she let out another enticing purr to spur on her mate. As the sound left her throat, her body started to get warmer and warmer, and she huffed slightly as her spotted fur came in.

Kathryn’s own fur came in as well, an itchy wave that left her refreshingly cool afterwards. She purred with pleasure, her tail flicking from side to side as she rhythmically pounded away at her mate, giving her the rough respect that a big cat deserved.

The two were completely comfortable with each other; a pair of predators locked in a state of mutual respect and ecstasy. Their growling pants filled the air, almost in time with the pace of Kathryn’s thrusting. Then the tiger picked up her pace, finally arriving to the doorstep of orgasm. Her cheetah purred her on, already feeling a similar heat beginning to build up with in her own body.

With a mighty roar, the two big cats came at the same time, pleasure gripping their minds and leaving them full of a fierce pride. Every jet of cum Kathryn shot into Arianna was a reminder of the passion they’d just embraced; of the heat they felt for one another.

The two fell onto their bellies, and Kathryn pulled out from Arianna, eliciting another low growl of pleasure from the cheetah. The tiger settled onto the floor, purring contentedly. A smile broke across her muzzle as Arianna licked her face, settling in beside her. It was good to be king.

 

*** The Laundry Room ***

Jill’s knees buckled as a wave of overwhelming arousal swept across her body. She sent a nervous glance to the room’s only other occupant: her rival, Sophia. Much to her surprise, it seemed that Jill wasn’t alone in this current state.

Sophia’s face was berry-red, and she fanned at her face, gasping for breath. “What was-What was that?” She moaned, her hands already falling to her groin.

“I don’t know…” Jill whimpered, her pussy beginning to ache with want and another sensation she couldn’t quite place. “But… I need you to eat me out.” She moaned, pulling her pants down and falling to the floor.

“I-I can’t.” Sophia’s face reddened more. “I’m straight…” She trailed off, watching with wide eyes as Jill’s sex transformed. It was like her pussy stretched away from her body, her lips becoming the head to a massive cock. It was bigger than anything Sophia had ever seen before; something that belonged on a barn animal. And it made her mouth water with anticipation. “Well, that settles things.” She said to herself with a huge smile.

Jill gave her rival a huge smile of relief as the girl practically dove down on Jill’s new cock. For a heart-stopping moment, she’d been worried that the girl would say ‘no’. But now she was making up for that moment’s hesitation with an impressively eager display of lust.

Sophia coated its sensitive shaft with long and loving licks; then she tried to force her mouth to cover its titanic length. It almost worked, her cheeks bulging as the girl tried to bob her head up and down. But then the cock continued to grow, and for a horrifying moment, Sophia thought that she’d choke to death on its massive girth.

Then her own mouth began to expand, and the girl breathed a sigh of relief through ever-expanding nostrils. Her cheeks ached and her face felt like it was stretching out, but Sophia didn’t care about these petty concerns. If anything, that just meant she’d better be able to fit her lover’s cock in her mouth.

She closed her eyes, feeling rather than seeing her nose join with her lips in an equine snout. Sophia pushed back some hair over he ever-lengthening ears, and she could feel her eyes move to the sides of her head. When she opened them, she found a similar change happening to Jill.

Jill’s head was expanding; flattening out. The girl let out a low groan as her nostrils broadened, her nose getting flatter and larger on what looked to be a taurine muzzle. Indeed, her ears swept to the proper positions, and her eyes were changing color to the vapid dark brown of a bull.

Jill shook her head out as a pair of horns lengthened from the sides of her skull, and she raised a hand, turning it in a faint circle for Sophia to see. As she did, her fingers started to fuse; her hands already on their way to hooves. But the message was still clear: ‘Turn around’.

Sophia did eagerly, keeping her mouth on Jill’s cock the entire time. A moment later, she was rewarded with the gift of her lover’s long and soft cowy tongue on her pussy. It was better than anything Sophia could have dreamed of, and she felt her hands ball into hooves as she scraped at the ground, groaning in pleasure.

Beneath her, Jill moaned as well, a lusty lowing escaping her throat as she felt her tailbone begin to stretch away from her body, fur growing from its tip. That didn’t seem to be the only thing to grow fur, though: her whole body was beginning to itch, and she let out another contented half-moan, half-moo as her dark brown fur came in entirely.

Sophia’s coat came in, too—though in a much different manner. It was like every lick of Jill’s was sending a surge of pleasure through her body, and with each lick came another tingle across her form as a new black stripe of fur tore its way across her skin. Between each of these stripes, a soft coat of white fur was growing in, and had the girl the presence of mind to look, she’d have known she was becoming a zebra.

But Sophia was too far gone by now; lost to lust. She only knew that she was a female, and that she was currently pleasing a male—her male. She wriggled her hips, teasing more sensation from her lover’s licks and also popping out her own tail, a long and white appendage with a black tuft at the end.

Her shoulders and hips popped, and she found that kneeling on all fours was far more comfortable than it had been a second ago. Little did she know that this was her gaining a four-legged stance.

Jill had a similar transformation, but hers left her uncomfortable. It didn’t feel right to be on her back like this, and she grunted an animalistic “Off.”

Of course, Sophia obeyed, trotting back with the faint clopping of hoof on tile. Jill rolled to all fours, shaking her coat out and looking at her half-zebra friend. Or, to be more accurate, she stared at her half-zebra friend’s pussy.

Sophia got the hint, and she waved her tail to one side, nickering with anticipation as the bull behind her grunted one more. Then Jill charged atop her former rival, her thick cock slipping with ease into Sophia’s equine folds.

Both of them let out a moan of pleasure: Jill a moo and Sophia an excited yip. Then Jill began to thrust, and the two started to succumb to ecstasy, giving fully into the transformation.

With every thrust of Jill’s huge cock, their bodies expanded a little more, chests broadening to those of an animal; their arms and legs gaining muscle to better support this new weight. Of course, both of the girls had forgotten to remove the clothes on the upper halves of their body, and they could feel the fabric stretching uncomfortably against their transforming forms.

It was like this last reminder of their humanity was protesting their changes, feebly trying to arrest the completion of the girls’ transformations into animals. Of course, they hated it, the two of them wishing to shed these vestiges of who they were.

A pair of loud snaps filled the air, announcing the demise of their bras—not that either of them needed such nonsense anymore. Then, with the loud ripping of tearing thread, the girls’ shirts finally gave up the struggle, falling to tatters on the ground before them.

Just like that, they were free to rut like a pair of mindless beasts, and they did so with wild abandon. Jill oved how Sophia’s equine folds hugged at her cock, invitingly allowing her every thrust to awaken more and more pleasure in her body. Sophia simply loved how massive Jill’s cock was, filling her pussy without stretching it.

Jill started to snort loudly, her thrusts drawing harder and harder as she drew closer and closer to climax. It all felt so good; so pleasurable. She gave fully into the world of bliss that had overtaken her, humping away with wild abandon.

Beneath her, Sophia was grunting as well, the zebra finally passing the point of no return. With a loud and excited yip, she came hard around her lover’s cock, her muscles squeezing down against Jill’s shaft even as she ejaculated, giving Jill’s meat the extra lubricant it needed for these last few thrusts.

Jill let out an earthshaking bellow as she slammed into Sophia for the last time, her balls clenching and cock twitching as she let loose a tidal wave of semen. It felt so good to cum like this; so natural. She tossed her head and let out another loud bellow, forever claiming this zebra as her own.

Sophia yipped in agreement, loving how hot Jill’s seed was inside of her; how it felt like it was filling even her belly. She let loose a low nicker, her knees growing weak beneath her as eh collapsed to the ground, letting out a tired sigh of bliss.

Jill fell atop her, giving Sophia’s ear a lick to reward her for how well she’d done. She huffed with amusement as Sophia nickered again, closing her eyes tiredly. Sleep did sound good at this point… Jill nodded to herself, sliding out of Sophia and laying to rest beside her.

 

*** The End***

Courtney woke up the next day to find that Alyssa was nowhere to be seen. She yawned loudly, tiredly getting up and pouring herself a cup of juice. Still naked, she wandered into the common room, chuckling at the sight of Breanna atop Samantha.

“Have a good night, I take it?” She called out, sipping from her glass.

“Mmm, better than before.” Samantha moaned, rolling slightly so she could hug Breanna. “I’ve got to say, this whole transformation business is more than a little addicting…”

“I’ll say.” Jill’s voice called from their left. The three girls spun, seeing the other five occupants of the house staring at them, each of them as naked as the day they were born.

“Hi… Guys…” Courtney said a little nervously. “No hard feelings?” She asked a little hopefully.

“Oh, there are hard feelings. Just none in the way you mean.” Kathryn winked, purring with anticipation. “How soon can we do this again?”

The three girls stared in slack-jawed astonishment, then smiled slowly, new ideas already filling their heads.