[F: Cowgirl TF, Mental Changes]

[M: Cock TF, Multi Cock]

[CW: Sexual scenes, consensual and nonconsensual domination]

Elizabeth, Kristen and Jessica sat around the table eating dinner. Elizabeth, despite the slight struggles of operating a knife and fork with her foothands, was enjoying a dinner of steak, salad, and a baked potato.

Jessica sat across from her, her steak barely touched after the horrible indigestion pains she felt almost immediately. It appeared her transformation into a cow girl was still ongoing, claiming her carnivorous tastes. She poked at her salad though, taking a long time to chew over each bite as her mind stayed hazy and docile. As she worked through her meal, her nose slowly lifted up and back, exposing her nostrils, which slowly flared and expanded with every breath she took. While remaining very human, her nose looked as though someone was holding it in an impressive resemblance of a cow nose. Jessica's small nose ring, one of the few vices of body modification she had been ok with previously, was exposed now and started to grow. The simple band grew thick as it slowly stretched open her septum, forming into a proper ring for leading cattle - or her in this case - around.

It’s not that she noticed these changes immediately. Her thoughts were sufficiently distracted by her recent metamorphosis. If you asked any straight guy at their university that morning what they thought of Jessica, their answers would be pretty consistent: she was hot, athletic, the proud girlfriend of Matt. But after Elizabeth and Kristen introduced her to the collar they got at the magical store down the road, all that had changed. Jessica was no longer proud or independent, her spirit now more docile and ready to follow the command of her mistress. Her breasts swelled and were on the verge of lactating at any stimulation. Her breasts weren't the only thing that had grown; her hips, rear, and belly had softened and lost their definition. She couldn't help but moo on occasion, with the noise sneaking into her speech nearly constantly.

Kristen, on the other foothand, wasn't truly sitting at the table, nor was she truly eating dinner, even if she was eating out. Without a normal, human mouth, eating was as impossible for Kristen as it was unneeded. Instead of her human mouth, her's had morphed into a foot as part of her sockgirl transformation. It was with this footmouth that Kristen “ate out” her Mistress Elizabeth from under the table, savoring her toes pushing through her Mistress's soft folds of nylon flesh.

Jessica blushed red, barely sneaking glances up at Elizabeth, who wasn't attempting to hide in any capacity the pleasure her closest pet was providing her. As Kristen pushed her mouth into Elizabeth's crotch, she worked her toes into, along, and over her mistress's sex softly. As each curl of the nylon material grazed against the similarly fabricified clit, Elizabeth yelped and moaned. Using her own foothands to play with her breasts, Elizabeth took frequent breaks from finishing her meal. As she built up to each orgasm, she shuffled about in her seat until she finally climaxed, clamping her rainbow patterned thighs down on Kristen's head and suffocating the girl on the rich and intoxicating scent of her sex.

After Elizabeth finished her meal - and her orgasms for dessert - she rose from her chair and started to walk around the table. Kristen quickly followed, getting up from her foothands and knees, while Jessica slowly followed them with her head.

“What are moooo dooooing?” She asked timidly, her vocal tics irrepressible.

Elizabeth just smiled and went over to stroke the bovine girl's raven black hair. “Nothing, my pet, nothing.” Elizabeth paused for a moment, leaning in to examine the Jessica's hairline. “Huh. Check this out, Kristen.”

Kristen crowded in to look, and noticed the newest changes. Small horns, not more than an a couple inches grew out of her forehead with a gentle curl forward the tips. Elizabeth quietly giggled, rubbing the newest additions with the big toe on her foothand.

Moments after that, as though driven by the attention she was receiving, the pigmentation drained from Jessica's skin, fading away as though the color was being filtered out. Jessica looked down at her naked body, her obsidian hair drape over her pale flesh in sharp contrast, and only specific features, like her areola and nipples retaining a darker color that seemed to be getting darker.

Her chest displayed rings of midnight darkness, as impossibly dark as her hair next to her equally surprisingly pale skin. Patches formed along her body as a breast, a couple spots on her back and sides, and along her arms and legs all darkened. Similarly reaching a dark pattern, her cowspot pattern grew and completed. Elizabeth lifted Jessica's chin, looking at the cowgirl's face, now with a cowspot over one of her eyes.

Jessica got onto her hands and knees and mooed up to her owners, waving her ass back and forth in the air, feeling safe and secure with them. Elizabeth started to rub on the presented bovine butt, her plush nylon toefingers massaging the formerly lean girl's rear. Her efforts were halted, however, by the sudden and frantic knocking at the door to her apartment.

“Open up! I know Jessica is in there, open up now and let me see her or I'll call the cops!”

Elizabeth and Kristen looked concerned at each other for a moment before Elizabeth stood up straight and took charge. Storming up to the door she flung it open, only to reveal Matt standing there, phone in hand. Both Matt and Elizabeth paused for a long moment, sizing each other up.

“Matt? What are you…?” Elizabeth found herself caught off guard. The hottest guy in her class, the only guy she found herself with feelings toward, was at her doorstep. The moment of hesitation passed, and Elizabeth, The Sockified Goddess resumed her confident posture. “What are you doing here?”

The shift in her tone was obvious and sent a chill through Matt. “I followed the GPS from Jessica's phone, where is she?” Matt tried to summon an equally confident voice in response but failed in impressing the woman in front of him.

This did not escape the notice of Elizabeth, who smirked at the timid boy. “What, thought you'd come to the rescue of your precious little girlfriend? Well, take a look at her!” She backed out of the way, dramatically gesturing to the cowgirl, on all fours mooing up at the commotion at the door.

Matt stood shocked for a moment before rushing over to his girlfriend. He looked over the changes to her body in silence for many long minutes. Jessica knelt docilely, nuzzling at her boyfriend enjoying the attention.

Elizabeth and Kristen stood nearby at the doorway and watched the awkward reunion. After a moment, Elizabeth slammed the door shut, snapping Matt's attention back to her. “So what's the plan, lover boy? We aren't going to let you call the police.”

Matt stood up in front of his girlfriend, mildly cowering in front of the powerful woman ahead of him. Elizabeth hesitated, noticing that Matt seemed to be aroused; the young man kept shuffling back and forth, his hands trying to obscure a telling bulge in his jeans.

“You like this, don't you?” Matt held his silence as Elizabeth taunted him, choosing to watch the floor instead of look her in the eyes. “Answer me, worthless human!”

Matt looked up at Elizabeth, his eyes wide in both fear and wonder. “I… Yes, I do.” Matt took a moment, swallowed, and gained his composure enough to face Elizabeth and look in her in the fabricified eyes. “I came here to find my girlfriend, and I found her. Whatever happened to her… Well, it's hot and I like it. Then there's you. You're the girls from class this morning, the ones that were really turning me on. Come to find out that one hot sock-foot-girl is a really powerful dominatrix, and the one with her mouth changed too is like a submissive pet companion lover?” Matt dropped to his knees, looking up at Elizabeth's nude transformed body. “I'm in. Whatever it takes, I'm in for what you have here. If it means I can be with you and my girlfriend and be a part of this…”

Matt trailed off, waiting for a response. Elizabeth was stunned and caught off guard. Kristen stood close by to Elizabeth, similarly waiting for a response. Jessica just mooed softly and nuzzled her face onto Matt's rear. For a long moment, the room sat in near silence until Elizabeth patted Kristen on the shoulder. “Get some cash out of my bag, and go get some condoms from our new special place. I'm sure they'll have something in stock, and we need to break our new toy.”

Kristen nodded eagerly, doing as she was told before scurrying excitedly out the door. Elizabeth turned back to the pair of lovers on the floor. “If you're serious, then you prove it. Prove you still love her the way she looks now, knowing that soon you too will be changed…”

Matt looked up and opened his mouth, about to protest that he wouldn't be intimate with his girlfriend in front of an absolute stranger. He froze when he realized he still was kneeling to this person, and did say he'd do what it would take to become a part of this.

Much like he shoved aside any rational hesitation or concern, Matt shoved his clothes off his lean frame and knelt next to his similarly naked lover. He came up behind her and studied her rear. Her formerly slim asscheeks were round and jiggled softly as she swayed side to side. Her sex wasn't discreet and hidden, but now much more swollen and tender looking. 'Just like a cow's…’ Matt thought to himself.

Matt, kneeling behind his lover, grabbed hold of her hips and slowly pressed his still throbbing member against her supple labia. The plush interior of her vagina revealed itself to his cock as he slid between her sensitive lips. Jessica collapsed down to her elbows and pushed her rear up and at her boyfriend, her mooing long and drawn out in sexual begging.

Matt quickly began thrusting, the swollen hole he filled was intimately caressing and teasing his entire length. Jessica bucked her hips, her already nearly empty mind easily filled with the depths of sexual wonder Matt was pushing her towards.

Matt's lean and muscular body, toned from all the workouts he had done with Jessica, glistened as he picked up speed. His breath turned ragged, and he closed his eyes. It seemed as though Matt could continue no longer. Minutes after starting, his mere human penis was no match for the magically enhanced body he was fucking and released it's full hot load into the warm sex.

Jessica mooed in pleasure, lost in her own mind of sexual need. Elizabeth rushed in and tried to separate the pair, but the deed was done and Matt fell back, his glistening cock slowly going soft in the cool air.

“You're my pet, you had no right finishing in her like that! What, are you some loser with a short fuse? What am I supposed to do with you now? Where's my pleasure?”

The front door creaked open, Kristen's footmouth gripping around the door similarly to her foothands as she peeked at the random yelling in her home. Slowly she said inside, passing the box of condoms to Elizabeth meekly. Elizabeth snatched then out of Kristen's foothands, fumbling to open the box and the wrapper of the first condom.

She knelt down and grabbed hold of Matt's sagging member, her fabric toefingers slipping on the mix of his and Jessica's fluids. She grumbled at him  as she forced the condom over his tip. As she unrolled the rubber along his shaft, the amazing happened. Not only did Matt's cock get hard again, instantly springing to attention and nearly slapping Elizabeth in her face from kneeling too close, but it seemed larger. The engorged rod twitched forcefully and nearly escaped her fabric grip.

Continuing the condom along the rapidly swelling sex, by the time Elizabeth had covered it to the hilt, Matt's cock had been transformed into a foot long imitation of a porn cock, as thick as a soda can with large veins for texture. Matt moaned softly, looking down at his new growth in wonder and lust.

Elizabeth lifted the chin of her captivated subject, forcing him to look her in the eyes. “Mmm, I think we've found a way to make you useful to me again…” She walked over to the couch and sat down, spreading her legs to reveal her rainbowed sex. She patted her leg softly with her foothand. “Come here, pet. Show me you know how to make me feel good with that manhood.”

Matt rushed over, as eager to please as he was to try out his new member that bounced with every movement. Barely leaning in, his length already pressed firmly against his mistress's fabric lips. Slowly he pushed in with a sensual moan, the thick and throbbing tip dividing the sockgirl's stripes apart wider than she thought possible. Her insides stretched and shifted, the magic of his condoms allowing him to fit inside her, but only barely.

Elizabeth was already panting, her hair falling onto her breasts as she looked down. Matt had started thrusting in her, and each stroke ended with her pelvis slightly bulging with the extreme amount inside her. She grinned, waving over Kristen to bring her the box of condoms.

Working in between the rhythmic deep thrusts into her, Elizabeth worked open another condom from it's pouch and lined it up with one of Matt's hands which was currently occupied with holding her knees open. She had a theory: everything from that magical store had been extremely unique and over the top. A condom that only made a man's cock bigger was strange, sure, but it almost seemed normal by comparison. Elizabeth's theory was simply that perhaps the condoms would turn anything into a large cock.

That she was having the best sex of her life and had a chance to have more of it merely made the idea that much more tempting to try. Drunk on pleasure, Elizabeth grabbed Matt by the wrist and forced the condom over his balled up hand.

For a moment, nothing happened - though the moment might have seemed longer to the pair due to Matt accidentally ramming all the way in suddenly due to the surprise. Matt held up his hand in front of their faces, about to ask why she would do something like that when the changes began.

His knuckles fused together, forming a flared ring of flesh. Slowly his fingers similarly combined to create a single bulbous head, already seemingly moist with precum inside the rubber prison. The rest of his hand lost all definition as it melted into a single length to lead to his new cock tip. Elizabeth and Matt leaned in close to inspect the cockhand. Where the wrist still showed it's articulation, clearly jointed as normal, it quickly twisted under the edge of the condom into its phallic shape.

Elizabeth unrolled the condom further and further up his arm, watching as up to his elbow converted into delicious cock. His wrist seemed to still have some articulation, be able to flex the end of his cock more than usual even despite being rock hard. The girth of his new cockarm seemed to grow, keeping the same proportions as before but at a larger scale. She finished off his arm, making it solely cock from the shoulder down.

Roughly two feet of penis hung from his shoulder between the pair, now almost half a foot in circumference. It seemed ridiculous, adorned with veins that raised nearly an inch through the surface of the skin. This wasn't a pornstar's cock, this looked more like a novelty gag gift. Except it wasn't a gag gift, it was living and twitching, ready to fuck on command.

Entranced by the newest addition to the room, Elizabeth grabbed a second condom and quickly applied it to his other arm. She covered his entire arm in one smooth movement, watching as the flesh seemed to break down all bones and muscles internally before swelling, plumping up with penile spongy tissue that was already flush full of blood due to Matt's rampant arousal.

Elizabeth took a moment to look up at Matt's face. He was staring off into space, the extreme changes to his body dazing him while the overload of sensation and pleasure kept him from recovering. It was clear he was content though; he grinned wide like a drunkard. In a way, with the amount of endorphins five cumulative feet of sex organs would flood into his system, he was intoxicated on the world of pleasure he had been lured into.

Patting the couch on both sides of her, both the girls that had until presently merely stood by watching idely, hopped up and sat back, exposing their sexes to Matt as well. He didn't need much of a hint, and began servicing all three girls at once. Slowly he worked his oversized cockarms into Kristen and Jessica. Jessica's natural lubrication helped only marginally more than the perfectly smooth surface of Kristen's synthetic fabric flesh.

Once fully inserted into the girls on his sides, his cockarms bulging their front significantly much to the girls’ pleasured moans, he used their vaginas as leverage to push against, drawing his enhanced main member back out of Elizabeth before pushing hard into her again. Then, with his hips against hers for similar leverage, he pulled his cockarms out of Jessica and Kristen, before filling them again.

Back and forth he fucked all three girls in this seesaw rocking motion, keeping all parties involved entertained constantly. Jessica and Kristen quickly succumbed to the orgasmic force welling in each of them, shaking and writhing on the large shafts that were stretching out their sexes. Unable to escape from the unusual orgy, the girls were pinned under Matt continuing to use them in his efforts of fucking Elizabeth.

Orgasm after orgasm rushed over the girls, while Elizabeth slowly built to her own massive orgasm. Elizabeth watched as their group vigorously enjoyed the new toy, her power and authority in this entire situation rushing to the front of her thoughts. She started touching herself, gently caressing her soft breasts with her awkward foothands to the thought of her power and control. She was their owner, their mistress. Even more than that, she was their queen, a goddess to be worshipped!

Elizabeth succumbed to a large and numbing orgasm that shook her entire frame as the thought gripped her mind. Her own convulsions added to the vibrations that Kristen and Jessica were torturing Matt's cockarms with and pushed the boy over the edge. All three phalluses plunged deeper into their waiting holes, releasing an unnatural torrent of cum into each girl as Matt finally had his own second release of the night.

Slowly Matt retreated from the girls, his members softened enough to make them only mildly terrifying in size to a casual observer. Elizabeth stood over the dazed young man, her stained crotch inches from his face. “You done yet? You gonna turn tail and run?” Matt came to and almost instantly shook his head in disagreement. “Heh, alright, that was your last chance. I’m going to make you submit to your goddess fully now.”

Grabbing more condoms from the nearby box, Elizabeth got onto her hands and knees and gave Matt a gentle push so that he was sitting down himself. She looked over his feet and licked her lips, grinning at the delicious sight before her. She wondered what the limits of the condoms were, and on an impulse, shoved one over the big toe of his left foot. His toenail seemed to fade away, disappearing into the soft and supple flesh of his toe, now devoid of any interior boning. Instead, the appendage was filled with soft tissue as it looked like the head of a cock was merely on the end of his foot, covered in a condom with plenty more length still rolled up.

Quickly she put a condom on each toe, watching as they shifted and transformed into a row of ten cockheads. Matt experimentally wriggled his toes, and as all the sensitive bundles of nerves rubbed against each other his body exploded in pleasure. He fell to his back, shifting from side to side as he caught his breath.

Elizabeth noticed something unusual, and grabbed hold of Matt’s foot to investigate closer. She had rolled the condoms down his toes as far as she thought they could go, but when Matt rubbed his toes together, the condom on one of his big toes unrolled a slight bit more and revealed the start of a veiny shaft. She pushed gently with her foothand, finding she could apply the condom further than she would have thought possible. Slowly she rubbed all the condoms down his foot, pressing the budding cocks between her foothands and rubbing toward his ankle.

Matt groaned at the footjob he was receiving, not paying attention to what was happening. Slowly the entire length of his foot converted to five cocks, each nearly a foot long and as thick as everyone had come to expect. Elizabeth repeated the treatment to his other foot, savoring the change in texture. Tendons and bones gave way to rods of spongy sex as his foot vanished into a second grouping of cocks. She wasn’t the only one paying attention to how everything felt, Matt’s mind was nearly blank with pleasure as he rolled on the floor. His climax came suddenly, as his thirteen cocks exploded, some filling already messy condoms with a second gratuitous load while many new and fresh condoms were soiled for the first time.

Elizabeth softly chuckled at Matt, who lay dazed on the ground. She looked him over and gasped mildly: the condom on one of his arms broke. It wasn’t the sudden mess on the floor that made her gasp, but that his arm was still a massive penis. Carefully she removed the condom from his still covered arm, watching as it faded back to normal up to his elbow.

She stopped removing the condom and thought for a moment. As far as she could tell, his arm was now permanently a cockarm. Elizabeth very slowly recovered his remaining arm with the condom she started removing while she contemplated. His fate was in her hands.

Her change was entirely unintentional, she had never asked for this. Even changing Kristen wasn't her goal, though sharing the change with her was enjoyable and gave her the taste for transforming people. She knew she wanted to change Jessica, but the details were left to chance and Elizabeth just went with it.

But Matt was different. There was a clear cause and effect, and a clear transfer of power.

She ripped the condom on his other arm, pulling it off to reveal the thick cock still underneath.

He was beneath her, after all. She was a goddess, above a simple human, especially some guy that was dating some other girl.

She unfurled the foot condoms slowly up his legs, taking in the moment. Inch by inch, muscle and bone vanished into sets of tentacle-like cocks the grew ever thicker and ever longer. At the base of Matt's hips rested a set of almost octopus like tentacles, albeit far more phallic and sexual in nature.

Elizabeth ripped each condom, one by one. His squirming cocks made their way out of the rubber strands that lay torn over them. The smell of musk filled the air, intoxicating the room like a drug. She looked down at her prey and grinned.

“Well, well, well.” She began, slowly opening another condom in front of him. Matt lazily rolled his head up to face her. He could feel every shift in the air against his sensitive appendages. The carpet bristled underneath his many legcocks, all of his tips leaking precum. He was beyond words now, his mouth moving in a faint pantomime of speech.

Elizabeth held the condom in front of Matt's face. “All it took to change you into a little cockmonster was these condoms. Little pieces of rubber, and now you're stuck as a sextoy for us girls. I plan on making you unrecognizable as a human. No one will save you, you'll be my pet forever. Any last words before I finish the job?” Before he could answer, Elizabeth shoved the condom over Matt's head, quickly covering him in the thin material down to his neck.

There was a look of surprise, then panic as Matt realized what was happening. His hair faded away, as though never existing in the first place. The skin over his face started to swell, puffing up like an allergic reaction. Slowly the sensitive skin creeped across and obscured his features. His eyes and nose succumbed to the blank expanse of the cockhead, his mouth smiling in pleasure before similarly vanishing.

Matt could feel his throat becoming far more rigid as his neck grew erect. He tried to look down and open his eyes so he could see the changes to his body, but he realized too late his eyes weren’t closed, they were gone. His head was just a cockhead now. For a moment he panicked and worried; how would he breathe without a nose or mouth, let alone with a condom stretched over his cockhead? Moments passed before the dawning revelation that he didn’t need to breathe. It seemed the magic worked that out for him.

Elizabeth rolled the rubber along his torso, pushing it down similarly to how she changed his cocktoes. For every inch the condom claimed for its own length, Matt’s torso similarly shrunk. Eventually the cockhead had subsumed the length of Matt’s entire body within the flimsy wrapper, and with his torso entirely converted into a giant penis, Matt’s cockarms resided on his hips.

Elizabeth stood and looked down at her creation. There was no person in front of her, and calling it ‘Matt’ felt strange and disjointed from the reality in front of her. She was watching a writhing ball of cocks blindly feel out into the world. It was like a strange porn, she considered, where the monster’s only motivations is sex. She resolved to call her newest pet ‘Cock’ now.

She turned back to her other pets. They had both fallen asleep on the couch, their own orgasms knocking them unconscious quickly. She sighed, debating on whether to wake them up when she felt Cock press against her back side.

In his own mind, Matt could feel himself slipping. He was made entirely of penises. He had no senses other touch, and with the blind silence of the world he found himself in, his physical sensation seemed amplified. His own self recognition was twisted by the magic of the condoms, and he too found that calling himself Matt just didn’t seem right. He was, after all, just a ball of cocks now, so Cock would suffice. Reaching this internal conclusion Cock leaned forward to find its owner, his large and bulbous head resting against her plush fabric ass.

She looked back, seeing the massive cockhead rubbing against her cheeks. The magic condom had given the pet a bodycock wider than her entire frame. It began to hump at her ass, entering another cycle of sexual arousal. For a moment, she considered allowing it to violate her. The magic seemed to make that possible, albeit terrifying. She shook her head, and went to wake up Jessica and Kristen.

The pair of girls woke slowly, and stared at Cock in surprise and lust. Elizabeth patted Jessica on the shoulder silently, pushing her toward Cock. The cowgirl approached the quivering bundle of flesh cautiously as various lengths and girths of cocks pulled her in, quickly discovering and probing at each of her holes while rubbing her against the main length of cock.

“Hey, Jessica.” Elizabeth started, getting the distracted girl’s partial attention. “That last condom can be taken off to give him his head back. If it rips, he’s stuck like that. As my cockpet. I think the look suits him, but I’d imagine you’d want to be careful. Or not.”

Elizabeth grabbed hold of Kristen, steering her away from the scene quickly unfolding between the two former lovers, now pets. Sounds of eager and excited lovemaking, interspersed with exuberant mooing, followed the pair as they closed the door into their bedroom. Elizabeth quickly turned off the light and pushed Kristen to bed.

“I’m looking forward to ending the night with you, here. Where it began.” Elizabeth’s voice was much softer than moments earlier in the living room. Elizabeth, the Rainbow Sockgirl Goddess, might run the house to her will and whim, but she was still Kristen’s friend and lover. Kristen responded with gentle footmouth kisses, her toes wiggling against and between the soft nylon of Elizabeth’s lips. She giggled back to her lover. “Don’t think I forgot about you, tonight,” she whispered softly.

For a moment, Elizabeth pulled away, and in the dark room, Kristen couldn’t make out what she was up to. When she returned, she had a smirk that could be heard in her voice. “I still need to properly thank you for what you did at dinner, ya know.” She pressed her foothand against Kristen’s striped sex, surprisingly round and firm. It took Kristen a second before she realized that the thick phallus pushing between her legs was a rainbow adorned sockcock, changed into shape by another of the magic condoms.

“Bend over, baby, and let me pay you back for tonight!”