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So You've Been Transmogrified: Marilyn

Larson reclined in her new chair, she was currently enjoying her still rising profit margin and was loving every minute of it. Across from her lying on the couch in her office was Milton who was at the moment staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Something wrong my friend" she asked him coming back to a sitting position. Milton looked over at his friend, once a lanky hispanic man, and now a sleek and slender dalmation crafted from latex. She was spending less and less time as her human self now, so much so in fact that even off set Milton had started thinking of her as a her, and not a he. It had at first troubled him but not very much considering he was stuck in his current form of a big hulking jet black stallion.

"I'm not sure, I feel kinda empty" he said not looking over at his friend.

"Empty?" Larson asked raising an eyebrow at her friend.

"Yeah, like nothing is really going on" Milton said. Larson thought about that for a moment.

"You need to get laid" she said simply leaning back. Milton looked over at her.

"Thanks to you I get laid about every other day" he said. There joint venture into the world of porn had netted them enough cash that Milton was now working as a stud there full time. He had quit his old job and was now arguably the biggest selling point on the sight, the biggest male selling point at least.

"That's not getting laid, thats porn, business. You need to get emotionally laid" Larson said putting her feet back up on her desk.

"Emotionally laid" Milton said looking over at her disponited at the stupid sounding advice.

"All the sex you have out there is for money, you need to feel the passion, the heat of the moment, sure the sex here feels good, but it's like eating something full of sugar, it tastes good but it doesn't last. You need something that's savory, a real relationship" Larson looked down with a neutral expression on her face as she spoke.

"Well that's easy for you to say casanova, you're actually good at this, all this is just a persona on camera, under all this muscle and fur i'm still some short nerdy accountant" Milton almost shouted at her as he pointed a finger. Larson raised her hand defensively before speaking again.

"You already act like a buff sexy meathead on camera, just do it in real life. Before you say anything I know easier said than done but you have to at least try" Larson told him as he pointed back at him. Milton would have responded more angrily, his face all but gave that away however at that moment the door opened. Both looked over and saw Savanna standing in the doorway.

Savanna was drop dead sexy, She had large and perky breasts thick and muscled thighs and upper arms not dissimilar to a weightlifter. However all the power and muscles that went with her body did not take away from her softer feminine features like her soft face and rounded plump ass. Others eyes were naturally drawn to her yellow eyes which radiated a dull golden color. She would have been instantly attractive to anyone, save for her other less human characteristics.

After one finally broke off from her entrancing eyes the first thing they would have noticed was her face, an equine muzzle protruded from her it, the front of which was covered in the black, her lips were thick black and shiny. Her skin was entirely shiny in fact as she was comprised of latex and rubber. Her hair was a neat cut jet black mohawk that was combed over to one side. Her hair was flanked by two pointed ears. Her hands her were almost unchanged, her digits were a bit thicker and the latex skin was jet black all the way up to about the halfway point on her forearms. A spinaly tail with a tuft of jet black fur at the end swayed side to side and the final bit of her equine feachers was rounded out by her hooves. Her whole look was fully completed by the black and white stripes that ran down her body, not in evidence only from her mid forearms and from her knees down to her hooves.

She had been hired almost as soon as Larson had started posting videos and pics of her and Milton along with the other members of his growing stable, he had taken to calling the members of his operation that had come to the furry side as such. They didn't know much except that if you removed all the zebra and latex bits she would still have been a drop dead sexy woman. She also had a doctorate, in what they did not know, and she was perhaps the smartest person in the whole studio. They felt she was here as part of some larger goal, but not sure what it was. She was however incredibly effective at her job of being a walking sex symbol.

"New girls here, she wants to know were she can start" she said motioning to someone outside the room. Milton perked up upon hearing that, Larson took note and darted his eyes back over to the door. Into the office walked a somewhat petite girl with blond hair and a meek disposition. Larson raised an eyebrow. Both she and Milton sat up and looked the new hire over.

"Um... Marlen right" Larson asked.

"Its Marilyn sir" she said looking around at the anthros in the room.

"Right, sorry. So let's get down to business, I assume your ready to work" Larson asked.

She nodded, "Yes sir".

"Good, ok sorry about the questions but I don't really handle hiring anymore, I got a lot on my plate. Are you working purly in the vanilla side, or are you ok with the weird stuff" Larson asked.

"You mean the furry stuff" she asked bluntly.

"Yes" Larson said kinda surprised at her bluntness.

"That's the reason i'm here, this is kinda a dream job for me" she said rubbing the back of her head.

"Dream job, honey what were you doing before this" Savanna asked mostly out of curiosity.

"Bank teller, still am, uh that is if your ok with me working another job" she said first to Savanna and then Larson.

"Sure, as long as you can keep up" she said flatly. "Out of curiosity how did you uh... come to find our operation" Larson asked thinking something and wanting to know if she was right.

"Uh well, I uh... I've always kinda like stuff like your doing and your doing it so well, and I saw your hiring and well... Mostly its because of uh... him over on the couch" she said blushing a bit.

"Milton" Savanna asked.

"Yeah he banks at were I work and I kinda finally worked up the nerve to ask if you were hiring. He said you were and here we are" she said looking back over at Milton who was clearly trying hard to conceal something. Larson had all but confirmed his suspicions, Milton almost definitely liked this girl. He was however to much of a chickenshit to ask her out, even with all the bulk and sexyness ozzing from him his mind was still that of his former self, lacking an ounce of self confidence off the camera. What to do she thought, well every baby bird needed to be kicked out of the nest sooner or later.

"Ok then Marilyn, how about we get you into some fur then, or would you rather come over to the shiny side of things" Larson asked her smiling sincerely at the girl.

"Fur please, and uh... can I pick out my appearance" she asked.

"Of course, there are a few limitations but the only big one is that we can only do other mammals, other than that your pretty much free to do whatever. Also will you be staying female" Larson asked just making sure his plan would not backfire.

"What, oh yeah, I uh... you guys can do that" she asked looking back around at the anthros around her.

"Yeah, amazing what technology can do isn't it" Larson said looking upon Marilyn.

"Ok well now that that all settled lets get you into form" Savanna said moving to leave.

"Actually Savanna I need to talk to you about something, could you hang back for a bit" Larson asked.

"What about her" Savanna asked looking back at Larson with mild annoyance.

"Milton can handle it" Larson said looking over at her friend, "Right" she asked.

'I uh... sure" he said after a moment's hesitation.

"Great, now go get her all set up. I have an idea that we might be able to use her for later today if she's ready once your done" Larson said.

Milton nodded and got up. Savanna looked both them over as they left and shut the door behind them. She then turned and looked over at her boss with a more pronounced look of annoyance.

"Ok L what did you want" she asked, Savanna called her L mostly because the busty dalmatian did not look at all like a Larson.

"Nothing, take a seat I'll run you through it" Larson said.

"So Milton, you worked at that pharmaceutical company right" Marilyn asked as they walked down a hallway. Milton was nervous about how to act, he had been talking to this woman for years. She had always been nice to him at the bank, but that was just professional courtesy. Since she had found out who it was under all that fur she had taken a much bigger interest in him, asking more questions, taking a few minutes longer to process his stuff. He wasn't opposed to the attention but he was still him in real life, not exactly a walking ball of sex.

"Yeah, I just quit actually, the pay heres really good" he said not looking down at the woman who was at least two feet shorter than then him.

"What was it like, you know the uh... fuckening I guess" she asked.

"I don't really remember much, I had a lot of sex and it felt really good" that was in fact about all he remembered, bits and pieces came to him in his dreams but were gone just as fast as they came.

"So is this gonna hurt" she asked.

"No, in fact it's probably gonna be up there with the best thing you've ever felt" he said, "In here" he stopped motioning to the door. Both entered the room, a studio apently, currently unoccupied. In it were all the trimings of any good porno shoot. A bed, cheap carpet and decent lighting. The room was done up to look like a rich man's bedroom, to bang some cheap hooker he had brought back to his love nest.

"So, how does this work" Marilyn asked.

"Well, there are a few ways, but honestly the best is probably just to have sex" Milton said bluntly. He wasn't thinking when he said that, he suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, but why, this was work not pleasure, did the fact that he knew this lady outside of work change something.

"Oh, that's fine. So do we just go at it or you want me to warm you up or something" she asked tapping her fingers together nervously. Milton saw that she was clearly a bit embarrassed as well, why though she wanted this didn't she, was it him.

"We can start however you want, but first things first gotta ditch the clothes, it you wanna keep them that is" Milton said. Marilyn looked up, Milton took off his grey sweatshirt, he had nothing on under it. She felt the blood rush to her face as her eyes took in his body. She had seen it a number of times online, but this was differnt. She could almost feel him inside her even though she could not see his pecker yet. He slid down his oversized jeans revealing that he was going commando. Upon seeing his length she was transfixed by it, the object all her fansys for the past few weeks was right there in arm's length.

"Marilyn, Marilyn, Marilyn" Milton said repeatedly trying to get the woman's attention.

"Oh uh... sorry, I got a bit uh, distracted" she said looking down and away.

"Hey do you... uh..." Milton felt his lack of self confidence welling up again, he wanted to know, however some invisible force was preventing him from asking. It felt like a wall and it frustrated him. He wanted desperately to break through his own inhibitions and hang-ups but just couldn't. He looked down at the blushing girl in front of him and took a stand within himself, screw it your a big sexy stallion, fucking act like it.

"Marilyn do you like, like me, you know in a sexual way" even as the words left his mouth Milton knew that he had just spewed a bunch of garbage the likes of which he had never seen even in the worst movies and books. He was about to sit back down when Marilyn answered.

"Uh, yeah I'm kinda obsessed with you... and now I sound fucking nuts" she said backing off again.

"No no, its uh fine I guess" Milton said reaching out to her, "So do you like me or the horse" he asked.

Marilyn looked back at him and then up and down at him, "Um... honestly the horse is what pushed me over the edge. You seemed like a nice enough guy before, but uh... now well. Let's just say you've occupied a good chunk of my time in the tub for a few nights" she said rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment.

"Well then, how about once we finish up here we go get something to eat, and talk a bit" Milton said rapidly gaining his confidence back at the realization that she wasn't also completely confident in herself right now.

"Oh, uh food, uh... sure, sure" she said wide eyed looking over at Milton.

"Ok, but first we do need to get you out of those clouths and into some fur" Milton said looking down at the woman with a differnt type of grin. Marilyn saw it and blushed at the look of lust and want from the horse who had up until now looked and felt about as bashful as her.

"Clothing my dear" Milton said walking over to her and drawing her closer. She felt the change in his voice now, it felt deeper, it felt like it was rolling through her reverberating her very soul. She buried her head into his chest feeling his fur on her face and smelling his musk. It was dirty, an earthy aroma that she couldn't help but crave. She looked up at him and saw the deepening want emanating from his face. She all but ripped the clothing from her body exposing herself to him completely.

"That's better" he said rubbing a hand down the back of her head. "Now what do you want to be" he said caresing her supple from with his eyes.

"A horse, not big like you, maybe as tall but, uh petite and pretty. And gold, I want golden fur" she said rushing through her desires. Milton nodded and looked down at her licking his lips as he did so.

"Simple enough, golden mare, I can do that. Now as for getting things started..." he pointed down smiling. Marilyn looked down and saw the still flaccid cock needed some encouragement. She raised a hand and ran it through her hair then looked up at Milton.

"Its uh... pretty big" she said.

"Yeah it is" Milton said still smiling at her. Marilyn nodded sharply and directed her attention to the member awaiting her stimulation. She knelt down in front of him analyzing his cock and taking it all in. She felt her bodys growing desire, want and need inside it self, building and being fueled by the horses musk. She pushed her face into his crotch taking a deep sniff at the base of his shaft taking in the purest deepest scent of the musk and letting it percolate down through her body. She ran her face back along his cock licking as she went tasting his meat. She took her hands and held the somewhat stiffened cock up to her face now, she saw the dripping pre and licked her lips in anticipation. She had never wanted something so bad before, the dripping liquid from the slit on the tip looked to her as if it were becking her to go further. She icked the tip of the flat head of the horse cock. The stimulation caused the organ to twitch and Milton grunted slightly.

Milton looked down impassively at the woman beginning to stimulate him. His arms were crossed and his face wore a mask of impassivity trying to hold back the growing need and want building inside him. He wanted her badly, and he could feel that she wanted him just as much. More so Milton felt something else until now absent from his sexual encounters.

Marilyn opened her mouth and tried to take in the head of the cock but found it to big. She kept going licking it were she could running her hands across its length and sucking on the tip. Milton felt himself welling up a bit faster than normal. She finally found a position that she found comfortable enough to stay in. With on hand she stroked the shaft of his cock another held it just behind the tip rubbing it slightly as she pressed her face against his tip sucking it as best she could.

Milton felt himself let go and lose control suddenly. A gaspe turned into a load whinny as he dumped load of his cum on the woman below him. Marilyn was shocked first at the initial load and duck out of the way but not before swallowing some of the thick white substance. Milton craned his head backward and at the release and looked down to she Marilyn sitting on the floor looking up at him. He grinned back at her, he was still hard and still wanted more. Marilyn ran a hand through her hair again and looked back up at him innocently.

"Bed. Now" Milton said moting with his hand for her to follow. He climbed into the bed as she stood and followed him. She was about to sit down on him and try and take his length but he stopped her.

"Not yet, first I need to get you ready" he said looking at her already seeing the preliminary changes starting. More muscles, more height, bigger breasts. Milton looked hungrily at her rapidly improving figure.

"So then what do you want me..." she stopped upon seeing Milton take a hand and make a V shape with his fingers before extending his tongue and licking the air in between them. Marilyn blushed, but was flattered by the gesture.

"One good deed deserves another right" Milton said lowering his hand and smiling, "Come over here and let me repay you" he said in his deep rough voice. Marilyn could only nod, her mind running in overdrive. She came forward her sex dripping in anticipation now. She grabbed the headboard of the bed as she positioned herself to be just in front of Miltons head. Milton knew what he wanted from his stock, he would give her what she wanted for sure but that wouldn't stop him from tweaking her to suit his tastes just a little. He looked forward at the pussy in front of him and licked his lips. She wanted him bad, no sense in making her wait much longer.

Marilyn felt as the rough tongue ran across the lips of her dripping sex and let out a load moan of pleasure. Milton certainly knew what he was doing, not that she expeted any less of the equine pron star. As Milton went to work on her pussy he also went about shaping her from the bottom up, to Milton legs were all that mattered. The bust, the rear, all supplementary to well toned and defined legs. He grasped one in each of his hands and felt the muscle not too much, build it self their. No self respecting horse, created by him at least would be walking around without the legs of a goddess and he would take extra care to make these ones a masterwork. He could not see his work but he could feel it taking shape. He open one eye to spy a foot shifting and morphing into a hoof, arguably the strangest part as well as the part of the transformation Milton liked the least.

His lone eye wandered up and down the changing leg as he worked away at the pussy in front of him. He closed the eye and diverted his full attention back to stimulating his mare. As he closed his eye white fur began spreading upward from the newly formed hooves. It was a dark white, almost grey but as it passed above her ankles it changed to a dirty golden color. Bits of white bled through in places giving er forming fur discrepancies in its golden correlation seemingly to highlight her legs better. Along her toned and muscled thighs it swirled into golden and white. Milton could feel the spreading fur working its way up her pelvis and around her rear. He heard more moaning from Marilyn and felt a her pushing herself into his face. He gripped her harder pulled her away, removing his tongue from her as she lost her balance and fell forward on top of him.

"Are you ok" he asked.

"Hmm.... fine... wow..." she mumbled incoherently. She stretched out one of her new legs and ran a hand down it feeling the fur.

"Wow" was all she could muster. She cocked her head to her right and saw Miltons cock still hard and waiting for the proper receptacle. She looked back over at him.

"So am I ready for you now" she asked smiling back at him.

"I'd say so" Milton said returning her grin with one of his own. She slid off of him as he came to a kneeling position. She laid herself down in front of him crossing her legs and feeling the changes, slow now but still spreading up her body. She was taller now, bigger in every way but still a petite, for a horse. Milton leaned in and uncrossed her legs. He took one and ran a finger down its length. He had outdone himself with these legs, and they were all his. His eye wandered down to his real prize at the moment, the dripping wet horse pussy awaited him. He took both her legs and pulled them over his shoulders pulling her forward in the process and placing the tip of his dick on the lips of her trembling sex.

He shifted his hands down to her thighs just above her kness and griped them tighly. There eye meet and Milton thrusted into her. Marilyn gripped the sheets on the bed tightly andgrited her teeth in an attempt to maintain her composure. It failed as she let out a load moan of pleasure. Milton slammed himself into her over and over the warm and inviting horse pussy consuming his mind. His eye wandered around Marilyn's changing body. Her hand began to shift and morph thickening and forming thick tips. Her arms bulked up but not by much as the golden fur interspersed with lines and spots of white grey over her form. Her breasts grew just bit and her watched as they bounced back and forth fur over taking the supple flesh, her nipples darkened turning a dark brown. Her neck began to lengthen. Both lost themselves in the motion of the sex rocking back and forth sliding in and out. Marilyn felt the changes finally spread to her face, she looked up and saw Milton looking back her. The two locked onto one another Milton did not break his thrusts into her she gripped the bed sheets even tighter now.

Milton watched as her face twisted and changed, this part always fascinated him. The act of losing oneself in this way did not seemed strange to him. Milton was not one to mince words or look at things philosophically, but looking into the face of somebody as their physical humanity is replaced with animal characteristics can make even the most logical of minds ponder the meaning of it all. The muzzle pushed itself out, her ears melted into the side of her head and popped back out the top. Her blond hair lengthened down the back of her longer neck, becoming more golden than before. A white strip ran down the top of her muzzle the only such white in evidence on her otherwise golden face. When she felt the changes finally stop she broke her eye contact with Milton and leaned back letting the rhythmic fucking finally completely take over her mind.

Milton could feel she was close, her body was giving off some many smells. For the first time in a while Milton felt powerful, felt the need to claim this mare as his own. He had helped change so many of the studios actors, but nothing had felt like this before. It was like the elevator all over again. Only differnt now, Milton was in control of his actions now. There was no haze of lust over him, well there was but it was not controlling him. Behind the lust his logical mind was not screaming at him to stop, it was quietly telling him to claim her, to protect her, to love her. Milton could do that. He conned his head upward and leaned into her hard feeling the moment washover him. Finally there was one last thrust, and it all happened. He thrust deep and hard feeling the building energy finally well up and explode into her.

Twin whinnys let rip into the air as the tension in Marilyn weld up and was then all at once reased as she felt her own orgasum riple across her body. She relaxed her whole body letting the sensation rush across herself. Milton kept looking upward and took a couple heavy breaths before looking back down at his golden mare. Marilyn looked up and saw the stallions eyes working there way across her body until their eyes met again.

"Well how do I look" she asked putting her head back down. Milton pulled out of her, a wet plop and a slight gasp at the sensation followed. His seed leaked out of her and onto the bed. He rested her legs back down and then laid down on top of her. Resting his face just inches from her own.

"You, are, perfect" he said looking at her wantingly still.

"Oh, uh... perfect you say" Marilyn said blushing, her face did most of the work on that as the fur hide the red.

"Now that we have gotten you the body of your dreams and put its through it paces, how about a date with a hot stud" Milton said smiling suggestively.

"Oh, um..." she gripped his shoulders with her hands feeling his power, it was idle now, but there just underneath the surface of all that fur.

"Yeah, a date sounds good" she said. Milton smiled and leaned into kiss her. She reciprocated thanking her luck at finding this stud. Internally Milton was screaming and trembling with fear and self doubt, all the way through right up until she kissed him back. It had taken all the will he had to keep the stud in control and not let his shy self ruin his chances with this sexy sexy mare right in front of him. He had overcome that for now. Now all that matter was this kiss, and then dinner. He had a few ideas. He broke the kiss of and looked down at his mare.

"Now then, one last thing, your gonna need a new wardrobe" he said.

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Milton opened the door to the office and looked in, three head turned to face him.

"Sorry am I interrupting" Milton asked. Savanna, Larson and one other head looked back at him.

"Um, no did you need something" Larson asked.

"No just letting you know the new hire is tired and not up to a shoot today, she turned out great though. I'm gonna... uh... get her a bite to eat and walk her home. I'll see you tomorrow" Milton said.

"Ok that's fine see you then" Larson said waving Milton out. He grinned slightly, his plan spur of the moment it may have been had worked. The feeling of satisfaction was short lived however as he turned back up to face the vixen across the room from him. Savanna was standing next to him and the fox was sat on the couch.

"Ok, so your not here to shut us down" Larson asked.

"No nothing like that, granted we aren't exactly pleased that your using our tech under our nosie but hey we don't even have a patent out yet so your not exactly breaking the law or anything" Vix said.

"So then why are you here" Savanna asked.

"Well, for starters you seem like your on the up and up, granted this isn't exactly something that will make us look good to some people, but what we would like to do is offer you a partnership of sorts." Vix said looking between both the anthros for a reaction.

"What are the terms" Larson asked.

"You pay a monthly licensing fee and get access to our labs and support team. In addition we can help with the transformation process, make it smoother, we've been working out a lot of the kicks lately. Lastly, protection legally speaking at least, odds are the feds gonna start regulating this stuff soon and if that happens odds are they are going to hang you from the nearest bridge. Partner with us and we can help keep them off your back." Vix said all the information as concisely as she could. Larson looked over at her and thought about everything.

"Would I still retain full control over my studio" she asked.

"Yes, we aren't real interested in running a porn studio" she responded.

"How much would I be paying you" Larson asked.

"In truth the payment would be more of a legal thing than a busnes thing, we just want to help you and your staff get through some red tape. We can negotiate but i'll leave that to the business people. Truth be told they told me to come down here cause they figured you'd listen to somebody that's been transformed more than a normal person. So do we have a deal, or will you at least think about it" She asked.

"Send me some documents, the legal stuff and i'll get back to you" Larson said,. Vix smiled and reached into her bag.

"Great here you go, and here's my card. I will admit i'm a bit interested in the transformations you've done here, I assume you have them on tape" Vix asked.

"Yes we do, would you like to see some" Larson asked taking the documents.

"Is that possible" Vix asked.

"Very much so, Savanna how about you take her to the archive room while I read through this" Larson said. Savanna nodded.

"This way Miss Vix" she said walking out of the room with the fox in tow. Larson watch the two leave and he began thinking about what he should do.