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Introduion

I had just started out doing commissions, having finished the third chapter of a story for my first client. Although the stories were popular and getting attention, no one else had approached me about a commission. I was wondering if anyone else was even going to want a story from me when a friend of mine, Journeymanic said something along the lines of: “I'm tired of not finding the stories that I want to read, so I want to have you write the story I want." I remember laughing when I saw it in Discord, but I immediately accepted.

I knew with the slow-burn aspect this was going to be a long project and keeping track of a huge cast has been a challenge at times, but it has been a fun journey. Three years later the end is in sight, but first here are the first ten chapters, with a few less typos and a couple of continuity issues fixed.

Thank you Journeymanic for being the change you wanted to see and choosing me to make it happen.

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Chapter 1

Audrey yawned as she walked across the quad of Silver Mountain Creek University. During her undergraduate career she had managed to schedule her day to start at ten in the morning. This wasn't overly difficult at the large state university she had attended. Audrey wasn't a party girl, or even a night owl really. She just liked to sleep in. Unfortunately for Audrey, Dr. Vasseur was very much a morning person and she was undoubtedly already in her office starting her second cup of coffee by now.

The early morning air of late fall tousled her chin length dark brown hair with a light breeze and was cutting through her university branded sweatshirt. Emblazoned with the school's logo, the gray sweatshirt hung loosely off her frame, even with two additional shirts under it. Audry would have gotten a smaller size from the campus store, but then the sleeves wouldn't cover her arms. She had always been thin, but not in the sexy way. All the way through high school her bullies would call her the stork, but she never really cared. She was more interested in getting attention for her academic achievements than from her looks.

And attention the brown eyed girl got.

Audrey finished in the top of her class and had won a fairly competitive full ride scholarship. She didn't slack off in her undergraduate years, either. That was what let her get into the unique archaeology program in Silver Mountain Creek, a small private university nestled up in the mountains. It was well known in research circles, even if it didn't have the instant name recognition of the Ivy League schools. Audrey knew how big a deal it was to be working under Dr. Lara Vasseur for her own future, she just wished the woman started her day an hour later.

Audrey pushed open the heavy wooden door of the Calumet Building. Most students just referred to it as the 'Old Building'. It was part of the campus when they opened its doors in the late nineteenth century. Since then it has served practically every purpose a university building could; classrooms, dorms, and even housed the administration for a time. Currently it was used by the history and archeology departments for offices and research, fitting for a building nearing one hundred fifty years of age.

Audrey took a deep breath, taking in the smell of the old building and smiled. To others it might seem musty, but to her it smelled of history. She walked past the elevator and headed to the stairs. Unless she had to move something heavy between floors she always took the stairs as the relic of an elevator took forever. Besides, most days it was just two flights of stairs up to Dr. Vasseur's office.

The doors to the office were old wooden ones with large glass windows. Over the decades the glass panes had been replaced, and none of them truly matched any longer. Dr. Vasseur's office had a simple frosted style with her name painted across the glass. Audrey knocked gently before opening the door.

“Good morning, Dr. Vasseur." she said in a cheery tone.

“Is it still morning?" the late middle aged woman smirked from her desk.

“According to the sundial in the quad, yes." Audrey smirked back as she dropped her backpack onto an empty chair.

Dr. Vasseur chuckled softly before taking a sip of her coffee. Audrey walked over to the coffee machine and poured what was left in the carafe into her mug. The heavy mug was a relic like most things in the Calumet Building. There was a non-zero chance Dr. Vasseur had used it when she herself was a grad student.

“I don't know how you can drink that swill the university provides black." Dr. Vasseur shook her head. “I need to add double the sugar and creamer just to tolerate it."

“Eh, I always drink my coffee black, I get it from my granddad." Audrey took a small sip. “You could just buy your own coffee if you hate it so much."

“It's the principle of the matter, not the cost. But we can have that discussion later, we have more important things to discuss." Dr. Vasseur said as she placed the coffee down on a tile coaster

“More important than coffee?" she smiled as she took a seat on the other side of Dr. Vasseur's desk.

“Last night, after you left, I received a delivery from an associate of mine out in the field. He's managing the dig site while I'm here teaching for the semester. Usually, they would just send pictures and other details, but this was too important. He was seriously afraid of something happening to this recent set of finds and so he crated them and sent them directly here for us to study."

“That is more important than coffee. Here I thought I would have to wait until summer break to head down with you to the dig site."

“That is still the plan, unless things get worse…" Dr. Vasseur sighed before finishing off her coffee. “At any rate I'm going to have you open, catalog, and ensure everything made it here in one piece."

“Sounds fun, where is the crate?"

“The crates are down in the basement, I've got a little room set aside for us down there." she pushed back from her desk, “Finish up that cup of sludge and I'll get you started."

“Sure thing, boss lady." Audrey said with a wide smile.

***

Audrey looked at the photograph from the manifest and then back to the artifact. As far as she could tell no further damage had occurred in transit. Gently with gloved hands she lifted the artifact out of the box. It felt heavy, heavier than it should for its size. Curious, she took it to the scale gently unwrapping it from its saran and bubble wrap cocoon

As it sat on the pan of the scale, she was intrigued by the object. Set inside a damaged stone outer ring there was a metal medallion. The medallion had the look of aged gold to it, no wonder they were worried about its safety. To plenty of people out there the weight of gold mattered more than the priceless relic of the past that this was.

Both the medallion and its stone support had been intricately carved. She recognized Ancient Latin, as well as what she thought might be nordic runes, along with other symbols and characters that were a mystery to her. Strange that at least three ancient languages would be inscribed on the artifact.

Perhaps it's something like the Rosetta Stone… Audrey thought as she noted down the weight of the artifact. My latin is a little rusty, but maybe I can…

She took a blank sheet of paper and started to carefully copy what she could from the damaged stone. Audrey tried to make her best guess with the damage to some of the letters. She tried to sound out the words out loud to help shake out the cobwebs with her Latin.

“Epona bene-dictio…roboris et…fecunditatis un-gulae et caudae…filiabus con-cessa est?"

She wasn't sure but Audrey thought she heard a distinctive metallic ding come from the medallion. Gently she moved the artifact off the scale. After placing it back down she gently touched the center of the medallion and glanced between the artifact and her notes.

“Epona benedictio roboris et fecunditatis ungulae et caudae filiabus concessa est." she said with a bit more confidence.

Audrey felt something strange. It was like the feeling she would get in her gut when her father would push her on a swing, like her stomach was falling away from the rest of her body. She stumbled backwards slightly, as if pushed back by an invisible wave. Audery blinked and looked around the small subterranean room. Other than her, nothing was out of place. She placed a hand over her gut, still feeling the lingering effect of whatever hit her body.

Maybe I should start eating breakfast in the morning… Audrey let out a long sigh through her facemask. I think I should take a break, I've been at this all morning anyway.

Audrey carefully placed the artifact into a temporary container and sealed it shut. She then placed a barcode sticker on the side and scanned it with the portable scanner. After a few more moments to update the record on the laptop Dr. Vasseur had acquired for this project, Audrey turned off the overhead lights and locked the room.

Walking back to the stairs, Audrey pulled off her mask and gloves. The weird sensation had mostly faded. Now the feeling of hunger was distracting her more.

I just need some lunch, that's all. She thought as she opened the heavy door to the stairs.

***

Audrey sat by herself in the cafeteria. Her food was mostly eaten and her hunger well under control but something still felt off. Audrey teased the remaining greens of her salad with her fork trying to figure out what exactly was going on.

It's not hunger, I don't feel sick, it's way too early to be that… She thought to herself as she stared down at her salad.

“Hey Audrey! Looks like the Doc let you out of the dungeon today." a voice giggled.

That snapped her out of her internal monologue. Audrey looked up and saw the smiling face of her room mate Chelsea. She was a law student at the university, following in her parent's footsteps. They had met here at Silver Mountain and the legacy was important to the dark haired young woman.

“Heh, yeah," Audrey brushed a few loose locks of hair aside. “I needed to get lunch a little early today."

“That's because you skip breakfast all the time." Chelsea said as she sat down across from her, her bright blue eyes shining behind her glasses.

“And that's because everyone here starts their day too early in the morning." Audrey smirked back

“You don't even stay up late at night," Chelsea said as she crumbled some crackers into her soup, “anyway, how's it going? You looked pretty preoccupied when I got here."

“I'm fine, mostly, it's just…you ever get a strange feeling and just can't figure out exactly what it means?"

“Last time I had a feeling like that, my grandmother broke her hip. Maybe you should call home and make sure everything is ok."

Audrey fought the urge to roll her eyes. She would normally write that off as superstitious nonsense. But, maybe a quick text home was in order, just in case.

“I'm sure it's actually nothing, just one of those things you need to push through. But, if it will make you feel better, I'll check back home."

Chelsea nodded her head slightly as she ate her soup.

***

After finishing lunch with her roommate Audrey returned to the dungeon, as Chelsea had called it. Her mother had texted back that everything was fine back home, and then asked if Audrey was coming home for Thanksgiving. On the one hand it was good to know everyone was healthy and safe, but on the other hand she still didn't know what she was feeling.

Audrey made her way though verifying and cataloging the artifacts one by one. It was only when she would pause for a moment that she would notice the off feeling. Audrey pushed it to the back of her mind as she opened up the final crate.

“Almost done," she sighed out loud and wiped her forehead with her sleeve, “Damn, didn't think I was getting that hot…And I'm talking to myself again…" she sighed. I think I can spare the time for a little fresh air.

Audrey left her sweat shirt behind and started her climb back up to the first floor. On the landing she bumped into Dr. Vasseur making her way down.

“Audrey, I was just coming down to check on you. Were you having any problems?"

She shook her head. “No, I just got the last crate to go through. I was just working up a bit of a sweat, and you know how there is no moving air down there. I just wanted to catch a quick breather outside."

“You do look a little flushed. Go on, I'll meet you back downstairs after you cool off."

Audrey smiled. “Thanks boss lady."

Dr. Vasseur let out a sigh. “I'm starting to think I should have just let you call me 'Doc' instead."

“Too late to change your mind now." Audrey called from half way up the next flight of stairs.

She chuckled softly to herself as she left the stairwell. After a quick walk to the heavy doors she stepped out into the fresh cool air. Audrey had grown up in a small city, so she still appreciated the cleaner air of the semi-isolated campus. But today everything smelled more intense, like if the scent had a volume it was cranked up to eleven. Audrey took in deep breaths through her nose, trying to identify every scent.

She could smell the burgers on the grill at the cafeteria, the damp wood chips surrounding the bushes, several perfumes and colognes, and much more.

The wind must be blowing just right. Audrey thought as she tried to cool off. Probably a once In a lifetime kind of thing. Cool though, I'll have to tell Chelsea about it later tonight.

Even though it was a cool late October day with a slight breeze and she was just in a light shirt and tank top, it barely seemed to cool off Audrey. As she leaned back against the cold bricks of the Calumet Building, she closed her eyes for a moment. In that calm relaxing moment she started to realize the heat was from something other than exertion.

Am I getting sick? It is the start of the cold season…But if it was a fever, wouldn't I think I was chilly? Should I stop by the student health center?

As she pondered her situation Audrey felt a strange tingle from in between her legs. It was almost an itch but not quite. She tried shifting her legs, but it did little to help alleviate the sensation.

Oh god, what now?

Audrey resisted the urge to scratch herself in public. With a heavy sigh she headed back into the Calumet Building and right to the ladies room. Audrey was grateful that the room was empty. Even with the privacy a stall would give her, it was still embarrassing. She latched the stall door and paused for a moment, listening for the door to open before unzipping her pants.

Audrey could feel the heat radiating from her pelvic region as she pushed her jeans down over her almost nonexistent butt. She then pulled her basic white panties down and took a look. At first she thought her sex was inflamed, but on closer inspection she looked more puffy and aroused. As Audrey took that in, the sensation started to make more sense, like a mix of an itch and arousal.

Audrey had never had a partner. She had never cared to pursue one honestly. Of course, as a young woman she had her needs, but a little time in the shower with her vibrator satisfied that. In fact, Audrey had taken the time during her morning shower after waking up from a fairly arousing dream. The ladies room in the Calumet Building, however, was no place to take care of such a base desire. She quickly wiped herself, easing somewhat her discomfort. Half way through Audrey paused and looked down again. It was like something didn't feel right.

Am I…bigger? Audrey spread herself slightly. Why does it feel like it's longer…and wider?

Inspecting her sex was starting to make her flush again. Audrey took a deep breath and quickly wrapped things up in the stall. At the sink she washed her hands thoroughly and splashed some cold water on her face.

“Get a hold of yourself…" she whispered to her reflection in the mirror. Just finish the work and then head home and sleep this off, whatever it is.

Determined to keep her cool, Audrey marched out of the ladies room and back down to the basement. She knocked softly on the door before letting herself in.

“Sorry I kept you waiting" she said, trying to bite back the embarrassment of her current situation.

“It's fine, I used to go crazy stuck in stuffy basement rooms when I was a grad student."

“Heh, yeah," Audrey scratched the back of her head, “it can get to be a little much."

“Besides, you were doing a great job with the cataloging. I know the barcodes and scanners make it faster than the old days, but still."

“Oh," a smile played across her lips, “tell me a story from the old days, I like the one about the save icon, what was it called again?"

Dr. Vasseur let out a short laugh. “If you're calling me old for using floppy disks, you're aiming short."

Audrey giggled, the conversation was distracting her at least. She put her face mask back over her nose and mouth and put on a fresh pair of gloves before handling the next artifact.

“I can see why your friend was worried about these." she said, noting the gold inlay and jewels on a cup.

“Yes, indeed. It's one thing stealing artifacts to sell them on the back market to private collectors. That's not good, but the artifact isn't destroyed and there is still a chance to recover them, in theory anyway. But smash them up just to melt down the gold and sell the gems? That is a loss to the world as a whole."

Audrey nodded in agreement as she placed the cup on the scale.

“Especially with finds like these." Dr. Vasseur stood behind her looking over her student's shoulder.“I take it you noticed the multilingual nature of some of the inscriptions?"

Feeling the presence of her mentor right behind her suddenly made Audrey's heart pound. She could easily detect the faded scent of the floral perfume that Dr. Vasseur had put on in the morning, but there was more than just that. She felt a deep, almost pulsing sensation in her lower body.

“I-I did, yes." Audrey stammered out, trying to focus on the task at hand. “I admit I even took a crack at some of the Latin," she pointed to the discarded piece of paper. “I was just trying to knock the cobwebs off."

Dr. Vasseur glanced down at the paper. “You took the time to goof off and are still this far through?" She shook her head slightly, but smiled. “I'm going to miss you after you get your doctorate." She patted Audrey lightly on the back

Audrey blushed softly, more from the touch than the complement, but managed to murmur, “thank you."

“Let me help you wrap this up and we can call it a day. I'll be teaching all day tomorrow, but, the day after, why don't you stop in between your classes? I'll see if we can work on some translations together."

“That sounds great, I've got a decent break in my schedule from about ten to two on Wednesdays."

“Good," Dr. Vasseur nodded as she finished putting on a pair of gloves. “Hand me that one and go get started on the next item."

***

Audrey was still unsure what exactly had triggered the reaction to the doctor earlier, however, having Dr. Vasseur around to talk with helped to distract Audrey from whatever was happening to her body. After a quick visit back to the office, she headed on out. The intense heat had faded, enough that she needed her sweatshirt on to fight the early evening chill. Audrey made her way back across the quad of Silver Mountain Creek University. There were a lot more students out and about as many classes were letting out at the time.

Audrey's nose twitched as she walked along with the crowd towards the main parking lot. She wasn't just picking up on perfumes, colognes, and body spray. She was smelling the people as she walked by. Audrey felt a small tingle in the back of her nose whenever she walked close and caught the scent of one of the women on campus. This added to the general sense of confusion over her situation.

Is hyper sensitivity to smell a symptom of something? Audrey thought as she continued to walk towards the main entrance of the campus.

As she walked, she started to notice a new problem. Something was rubbing differently down there. Audrey flushed red. She was definitely going to need some time in the shower as soon as she got home. Audrey kept her brown eyes pointing straight ahead as she walked through the large arching gateway and left the campus.

Audrey lived off campus, but just barely. An enterprising developer snatched up the parcel of land before the University had a chance to expand the campus further down the main road. He then built a good sized apartment complex that offered the students all the benefits of off-campus living, while still being able to walk to class. It was nice enough, from what she had heard it was certainly a step up from the dorms at Silver Mountain. Honestly, Audrey didn't need anything fancy, just a safe, well kept, place with a non-scumbag landlord. University Gate Apartments ticked all those boxes for her.

Audrey was breathing heavily as she opened the inner foyer door with her keyfob. There was no way she was taking the stairs up to her third floor apartment so she went right to the elevator. It seemed to take forever to reach the lobby, and she jumped in and was smashing the close door button as soon as she could. The trip up seemed to take longer than it should as well. Just as Audrey was contemplating on if she should have taken the stairs, the door opened on the third floor.

She was flat out panting now as she made her way down the hallway to her apartment. Audrey fumbled with her keyfob swearing under her breath before she could get the door open. She didn't even bother with the living room lights, just slammed the door shut and ran to her small bedroom. Audrey flicked on the light and dropped her bag to the floor. She knew she would be alone for hours, so she didn't bother to shut her door. She immediately flopped face down on her bed. She caught her breath with her legs spread slightly.

“What the fuck is wrong with me?" She moaned into her pillow.

Slowly she rolled over, still flushed red. Audrey sat up and pulled off her sweatshirt and tossed it aside. She scooted to the edge of her bed and unzipped her jeans. She knew something was wrong as soon as she looked down at her panties. A cameltoe she expected but this, this was insane. Audrey blinked, not being able to comprehend what exactly she was seeing. She stared down at her damp panties, as if waiting for them to snap back to normal. After a moment of staring Audrey took a deep breath and laid back, staring up at the ceiling..

This can't be happening, it must just be stress…still, I should…

She kicked off her sneakers as she decided what she was going to do. But in the end, Audrey was too curious of a woman to not know for sure. Audrey stood up and let her jeans slip down to the floor. She stepped out of them and walked to the full length mirror on her closet door. She was keenly aware of the sensation of the wet cotton against her sex on the short trip. Audrey hooked her fingers into the side of her panties and held her breath as she pushed them down to her knees.

Audrey straightened back up and she almost stumbled backwards when she saw it. Her vagina wasn't just swollen or bigger. It didn't even look human anymore. Her pale skin faded to a dark gray as it approached her labia. Her labia were long and thick, closing her tightly as she stood there in front of the mirror. She touched it, to confirm what her eyes were seeing and it was undoubtedly real. The skin felt different, it wasn't just the color that had changed. She spread her labia slightly and was somewhat relieved to see a familiar pink color deeper inside.

Audrey stepped out of her panties and returned to the bed. Sitting on the edge she spread her legs to better examine what had changed. Audrey was certainly bigger, there was no doubt about that. And she was sensitive, that was obvious from the tingles she felt as her fingers spread and caressed her sex. Her touches were losing their curiosity and becoming more sensual. She bit her lower lip. Audrey just couldn't concentrate anymore.

I need a shower anyway… Audrey justified it to herself sitting up on the bed.

She quickly stripped out of her remaining clothes and grabbed her robe. She knew that Chelsea would be working at the student cafe until they closed at seven, so she didn't bother covering up on the short trip to the bathroom. Audrey turned on the shower and as the water heated up, she retrieved her vibrator from its hiding place under the sink.

Audrey jumped into the shower and let the hot water run over her body for a moment. After soaking her body, she turned on the vibrator and started to tease her folds. It felt good, but she couldn't help but think her trusty companion was feeling small now. That didn't stop Audrey and she let out a quiet moan as she pressed the vibrator tighter against her dark gray folds.

Audrey closed her eyes as she worked her way up and down her much longer sex, stimulating every inch of it before slipping the vibrator inside slightly to tease her inner folds. When she finally worked it up to her clit her eyes opened wide and she gasped. Audrey looked down and saw her clit poking out of its hood. It was bigger, which was little surprise at first, but it was so sensitive, and it seemed longer proportionately.

Audrey reached down and gently touched the sensitive nub with her finger. She shuddered a little, but continued, gently rubbing it under the shower's spray before squeezing it slightly between her thumb and forefinger and stroking it while she continued using the vibrator on her folds. It felt amazing. After building up for the entire afternoon Audrey cried out loudly as she hit her release.

Audrey slumped against the shower wall, the vibrator still buzzing in her hands as she panted.

What the hell was that…I've never… Audrey's mind whirled as the water hit her body. “Fuuuuck…" she sighed before slowly moving to shut off the vibrator.

She stayed slumped against the wall as the water washed over her for some time. Almost automatically, Audrey stood up and began to actually wash her body, though she was very careful around her sex, half afraid she would fire it back up. She was shocked back to reality as the hot water ran out and the shower suddenly went cold. After letting out a yelp, Audrey turned off the water and reached for her towel.

Audrey felt better, physically at least, after her release. She quickly dried off, being sure to only gently pat herself with the towel on her sex. She slipped her white fleece robe on and brushed out her hair as best she could with a fogged mirror. After putting her toy away, she left the bathroom and returned to her room. She shut the door behind her and even put the privacy lock on. Standing in front of her mirror once more, Audrey unbelted her robe.

The dark gray color had not washed away in the shower, it was definitely a part of her skin now. More curious was her clit. It had not fully retracted into its hood and was just slightly hanging out. Audrey wasn't completely sure, but it had looked even longer in the shower. Audrey shook her head and belted her robe again. She sat down at her desk and opened her laptop.

I know that's not what a human is supposed to look like. It looks almost beastial. Audrey opened up her webbrowser. But what kind of animal? Wait…maybe I should check some medical sites first…

She started to type in the search bar, then realized with some embarrassment she might want to search something like 'vaginal deformities' and 'animal vigina' in a private browser tab. Audrey was no stranger to researching information, and she was able to take on a bit of clinical detachment as she made her way through pages of image thumbnails. After spending over an hour looking at pictures of diseases and deformities she now regretted knowing existed, she turned her attention to the vaginas of other mammals. Page by page she scrolled through, but after a good bit of searching, her eye caught on a particular image and she clicked to expand it. Leaning in close she inspected the shape. Audrey almost discounted it, until she realized that standing upright and from the front it would look inverted on her body. Even the color was a fair match to her.

“A horse pussy?" A shocked Audrey said out loud.

Audrey stood up and opened her robe again looking down then back to her laptop's screen. She let out a long sigh. That was exactly what she was now sporting between her legs, there was little doubt of that. She saw her phone on the desk light up with a new text. She picked it up and saw it was from Chelsea. She was apparently bringing home leftover pizza from the cafe for dinner and was asking if Audrey wanted any.

“Fuck it, I could use some pizza after this…" she mumbled as she wrote a reply, “...and probably a few drinks."

Chapter 2

Audrey sighed before pulling the white panties back off. She had tried three different pairs, all of them hugged her equine-like vagina and engorged clitoris tightly and rubbed in a way that was somehow both unpleasant and too pleasant at the same time. Audrey hated the idea of going commando, but she saw little choice if she was going to actually be around Chelsea tonight.

Pulling up her blue plaid sleep pants she noticed something. Usually she had to tighten the drawstrings to keep them from just slipping down off her narrow hips. But now they seemed to just hang off her waist. Turning sideways she looked at herself in the mirror.

Did my butt get bigger?

She reached around and inspected it physically. Audrey had been more focused on what was happening between her legs than the rest of her body over the past several hours. There was no doubt it was not only bigger, but rounder. Turning to face the mirror head on again she ran her hands down her hips. It wasn't fat padding them, there was a more pronounced curve than was there when she started the day.

God damn…what is happening to me? She shook her head, She's going to be here any minute, what do I do?

Audrey dug through her drawers and found a large oversized t-shirt she would normally wear whenever she was dragged to a pool or the beach. She quickly pulled it on. It went well past her rear and helped hide anything going on down there. Audrey was still staring at her reflection when she heard the door to the apartment open.

“I'm home!" Chelsea called from the living room.

Audrey took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Everything is going to be fine. Just stay calm and push on through.

With that she left her room to join her roommate. She came to a stop when she saw just how many pizza boxes the young woman was carrying.

“Chelsea! I thought you said you were bringing some leftover pizza."

“Oh come on, they just throw it out if we don't take it home, and we don't have to eat it all tonight, there's room in the fridge for a box or two. Besides, we are a pair of college students." she smiled broadly, her blue eyes practically sparkling with mischief..

“Grad students, there's a difference." Audrey tried to give a stern look, but she couldn't hold it against that smile.

“Let me get the pizza buffet warmed up in the oven, unless you are too hungry to wait."

Normally Audrey would be fine waiting, but she was feeling rather hungry right now.

“Is there any plain pizza in there? I don't mind a lukewarm slice of that."

“See how hungry you are?" she said as she placed the boxes down on the stove. “That's because you keep skipping breakfast."

“Uh-huh." Audrey rolled her eyes as she pulled down a plate from the cabinet.

Chelsea placed the slightly-warm slice of cheese pizza on the plate before putting the stack of boxes in the oven to warm.

“Thanks." Audrey said before taking a bite.

As she chewed her slice of pizza, a scent started to overpower the smell of tomato sauce and melted cheese. She felt a tingle deep in her gut as she took it in. She looked around trying to be subtle as she sniffed the air. Then her eyes settled on Chelsea and she knew it was her roommate's scent.

“I'm going to get changed real quick while the pizza heats up, ok?"

“Ah, yeah, ok…"

Audrey's eyes watched her dark haired friend intently as she walked away, taking in every curve and sway as she disappeared into her own room.

What's wrong with me? She took another bite, trying to think about anything other than Chelsea's curvy body.

She went to the fridge and rooted around until she found a few wine coolers stashed behind her roommate's light beer. The rational part of her mind knew alcohol wasn't the answer, but her practical side really needed a drink after that. Audrey managed to calm down by the time Chelsea emerged from her room, dressed in a t-shirt and shorts.

“Look at you, drinking on a weeknight. And here I thought you weren't a party girl."

“Ha, ha. I was just feeling…a little stressed." She ran a hand through her chin length hair before taking another sip.

“I'm just joking around, I was planning on a beer myself." She smiled as she opened the fridge.

Audrey found herself staring at her rear as she leaned over to grab a cold beer. I wonder what it looks like without the shorts… She quickly turned away before Chelsea could notice.

Chelsea twisted off the cap and took a long pull from the bottle. “Hey, did you mess with the thermostat?"

“Me?" She was distracted from trying not to undress her roommate in her mind. “No, why?"

“I was getting changed and I started to feel hot." Chelsea walked back to the living room and checked. “It says it's seventy-two, How do you feel?"

Audrey just shrugged, not sure how or what she was feeling at that point.

“Anyway, it's time for some pizza, I'm starving!"

The two women helped themselves to the reheated pizza. Even after sitting out under the heat lamps and being reheated yet again after Chelsea brought it home, the pizza still tasted good to Audrey. She liked pizza, but it had been a long time since she felt so hungry. It was like she had a bottomless pit where her stomach used to be. They sat down in the living room on a well worn second hand couch as they enjoyed their feast.

“Mmm," Chelsea swallowed before continuing, “you must have had a hard day of cataloging things."

“You'd be surprised just how much a crate of artifacts can weigh." Audrey chuckled. “But yeah, I know I'm really putting it away. Maybe you are right about skipping breakfast."

“Finally catching up to you then?" Chelsea smirked as she leaned over to grab the last slice of pepper and onion topped pizza.

As she leaned over, Audrey couldn't help looking right down her shirt, taking in the full round breasts just hanging there without any support. Audrey licked her lips without realizing it as she shifted her legs slightly, feeling more than a few tingles from her altered sex. At first she tried to cross her legs, but that only further stimulated her. She instead had to spreader legs slightly.

Calm down! It's just Chelsea, your friend and roommate…damn she has some nice curves…what am I thinking? I'm not a lesbian, I think? Whoa! What is happening now?

Audrey could feel a throbbing pulse in her clit. She had no idea how to process the sensation. At the same time Chelsea was smelling more enticing as they enjoyed their meal.

“Are you not feeling hot at all?" Chelsea asked as she pulled at the neck of her shirt.

“Maybe a little…" Audrey admitted, but she knew it wasn't the room making her warm.

“Maybe if I open a window for a bit." She got up and took about two steps before she gasped.

She almost placed her hand on her crotch out of reflex and flushed with a sudden embarrassment.

“Are you…" Audrey trailed off as the change in her roommate's scent hit her like a truck. “Oooo…" she felt something drive her to stand up and reach for Chelsea.

She jumped slightly when she felt Audrey's hands on her wrist, but the warm skin against her own seemed so inviting.

“I think I need to-"

Chelsea was cut off as Audrey pressed her lips lightly against hers. The kiss was nervous and unsure, but there was a force of need bubbling behind it. Chelsea was frozen as her roommate pulled up close against her. She jumped slightly when she felt Audrey's hand grab her rear tightly, but it quickly melted into a moan as she started to return the kiss.

Oh fuck…what is she doing…what am I doing…she…she smells so good…

Before she could finish the thought, Chelsea found herself pushed back down onto the couch. Though Audrey had no experience in what exactly she was doing, she knew clothes were only getting in the way. She grabbed the hem of Chelsea's shirt and pulled it quickly up over her head. Tossing it aside she took in the full round breasts for only a moment before pulling off her own shirt and pressing in for a deep kiss.

Chelsea wrapped her arms tightly around Audrey, pressing their chests together tightly. She moaned softly into her partner's mouth, enjoying the feel of their skin pressed tightly together. Chelsea had never been with another woman before, but she knew there was more to her excitement than just the fresh experience.

Audrey stared to grind her enlarged and pulsing clit up against her partner. Chelsea grabbed her tightly by the waist and pulled her tighter, before the realization cut through the fog of lust in her mind. She broke the kiss and gasped for air.

“Audrey! What the hell is that?"

She just stared back with a lust-addled look.

“In your pants!" Chelsea pointed to the now obvious bulge.

“Oh, yeah…"

Not having a better way to explain it, Audrey stood up and pushed her sleep pants down over her hips.

“Holly…"

“I know, my clit-"

“Audrey, you..that…that's a dick!"

She looked down and stared. Apparently more had been going on inside her pants than the young woman had realized. There was no doubt that was what her clit had become. The shaft was long enough now that she could wrap her hands around it. As she did so she brushed against a new clit that had budded off and grown in at the base. As she inspected her new equipment she could feel it swelling and getting harder in her hand.

Chelsea stared transfixed at the penis. As shocked as she was, with Audrey's pants now pooled at her feet the scent of her sex was intensified. It pulled her in like a fish on a hook. Chelsea leaned in close and reached out to touch it. Audrey shivered and let out a soft moan as her partner's warm fingers caressed her newly formed shaft. Her own hand slid back to her clit and long equine slit, both were in need of attention as well.

“This is so crazy…" Chelsea said as she slowly started to stroke the cock.

“I, I know…"

“How does…how does it feel?"

“So good…" Audrey let out a long sigh, “I'm sorry…I didn't…I mean, we can st-" she gasped suddenly as she felt Chelsea's tongue flick out and tease the tip. “Wha? What are you…"

Chelsea opened her mouth and took the tip inside. Audrey let out a loud moan as she felt the warm moist mouth surround her member. Her toes curled into the carpet, and she put her arms on Chelsea's shoulders for support. Her roommate bobbed her head slightly,one hand reaching around to grab Audrey's rear while the other started to explore the equine slit.

“Oh god!' she moaned, her fingers digging into Chelsea's shoulders.

Chelsea was rubbing her own legs together. Teasing her own sex as she went down on Audrey. Over her own intense pleasure, Audrey could smell Chelsea's scent not only getting stronger, but shifting slightly. As good as this felt, she knew she wanted more. Audrey slowly pushed Chelsea off of her member and back down onto the couch. She stepped out of her sleep pants before reaching down to pull off Chelsea's shorts and panties at the same time. Her roommate arched her back to help her. At this point, Audrey wasn't surprised to see a dark gray, almost black mare pussy in between her legs. She knelt down and lowered her head, tentatively running her tongue up the long slit.

Chelsea moaned loudly and put her hands on the back of Audrey's head to encourage her. Not that she needed the encouragement. Her tongue delved into the hot wet slit as her the scent of it made her drunk on lust. Eventually Audrey's tongue found the engorged clit and she sucked on the growing nub drawing moans and almost squeals of pleasure from Chelsea. It didn't take long before she was bucking up against Audrey's face as she hit her climax. But the grad student was just getting started.

She laid the panting Chelsea out on the couch and climbed on top of her. Audrey was immediately pulled into a deep kiss, which she instantly returned. Her skin felt alive and almost on fire wherever it pressed against her partner. Audrey slowly wiggled her way between her legs. Chelsea knew what she was after and she spread her legs as wide as she could on the old couch. Audrey's member slid easily against the wet mare pussy and slipped in with little effort. Chelsea wrapped her legs tightly around her hips and squeezed tight around the shaft.

Audrey let out a low moan that got louder as she started to move. She let instincts guide her as she thrust into the hot wet hole. Her eyes shut tightly as new sensations sent shivers up and down her spine. She could feel Chelsea bucking up to meet her thrusts, her nails scratching Audrey's back as they both moaned loudly. As large as the equine pussy was, Audrey could feel it milking her shaft like a tight fist. Chelsea on the other hand could swear the new cock was growing inside her with each thrust.

Audrey was slamming into her partner now, the loud smack piercing through their mingled moans. She couldn't even think straight at this point, she just needed to thrust. Chelsea's toes started to curl and her back arched off the couch as she started to climax. She gripped her roommate tightly both with her arms and her legs as her pussy spasmed around the cock. Audrey's eyes opened wide as she felt an entirely new sensation. Her mouth opened wide as she let out a sound somewhere between a squeak and a moan. She could feel fluid moving through her hard cock as it pumped its load directly into Chelsea.

Audrey leaned back with her hands resting on Chelsea's thighs. She breathed deeply as the reality of what had just happened started to sink in. She watched as her roommate's chest moved up and down as she caught her breath. Audrey's eyes slid down to the almost black equine pussy that she could feel still surrounding her half-hard member. She could see Chelsea's clit had continued its transformation while they were busy. A new clit had already budded off and the original was taking on a much more phallic shape.

“Oh god…" Chelsea moaned as she tried to stretch, “what the hell…"

“Are you…ok?"

“I don't know…" Chelsea brushed her dark hair out of her face, “fuck, I could ask you the same thing."

Audrey sighed. “My answer would be about the same."

“I must be dreaming," Chelsea leaned her head back and closed her eyes, “this can't be real."

Audrey pulled out with a slight sigh. “Dreams don't feel like that just did."

Chelsea laid quietly for a moment, seemingly mulling it over. “Can you help me up?"

Audrey offered her hand and helped pull her up into a sitting position. As she did so, Chelsea noticed what was now forming between her legs.

“Shit," she gently prodded the new penis with her finger, “I have one too now?"

“Sorry…"

Chelsea's blue eyes locked with Audrey's “Is this all your fault?"

“Me?" Audrey tapped her chest. “What could I do to cause this? Why would I even want this to happen to me, you, or anyone else?"

“I'm sorry," she said a little sheepishly, “I just, I mean look what's happened magically to me, to the both of us."

Audrey shook her head. “It can't be magic, there's no such thing."

She raised an eyebrow. “Really? Then explain this with science." Chelsea said, pointing to her crotch.

“I don't know what happened, or is happening. But look, ancient man didn't know why the sun and moon moved across the sky either. It wasn't magic or the gods, just something beyond their understanding." Audrey shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe this is some kind of advanced gene therapy that has gotten out of hand, maybe some kind of unknown energy is triggering a mutation. Both of those half-baked theories are more convincing to me than a wizard did it."

“I suppose you have a point." she sighed. “Though whatever the reason, this shit is crazy, and I need another drink. Also, where the hell are my shorts?"

***

Chelsea stirred under the covers. Something felt off as she looked at the room with blurry eyes, That is until she remembered she slept in Audrey's room last night. The warm body next to her was another reminder. Audrey was sleeping deeply, seemingly undisturbed by Chelsea's waking. Watching her friend's chest gently rise and fall, she realized that her thin friend had gained a bit more chest while they slept. Of course, this was overshadowed by her other gains.

Chelsea slowly eased herself out of the bed. She was greeted with the sight of her own new equipment. She couldn't help sitting on the edge of the bed staring at it.

I am not dealing with this without some coffee in me first.

As quietly as possible she let herself out of Audrey's room. She paused to gather her discarded clothes in the living room before heading back to her own room. She thought at first about getting dressed but after looking at the panties in her hand and then back to the more than modest sized penis hanging over an equine vagina, she opted for just her flannel robe.

Chelsea started a pot of coffee and then went on her phone, emailing her various professors that she wouldn't be coming in today, stating she was sick. Actually, despite the weirdness of the changes to her body, she was feeling better than ever. Part of her felt so full of energy she just wanted to go for a jog. But Chelsea was aware that it was far from a good idea to head outside just now.

***

Audrey's nose twitched. Not at the scent of her roommate, but at the smell of coffee coming from the kitchen. It pulled her out of sleep much sooner than she would normally get up. As she roused she was greeted with a stiff welcome from her newest body part.

Great…as if last night wasn't enough for you… she looked down at the tent pitched in her sheets. As enjoyable as it was for everyone, I have things to do today, so you might as well just relax.

She pulled back the covers and yawned loudly before climbing out of bed. As she got up she took in her reflection in the mirror. She slowly walked closer. She wasn't even paying attention to what was swaying between her legs.

“My god.." she whispered looking at the changes to her chest.

When she woke up yesterday morning she was barely an A-cup. Although she was still far from a full figured body like Chelsea, she had at least doubled in size since then.

“Just what I need, more problems popping up…" she muttered to herself.

Not wanting to deal with this so early in the morning she put on her robe and joined her roommate in the kitchen. Chelsea looked up from her phone as Audrey approached. They both stared awkwardly at each other.

“Morning." Audrey said, looking away slightly.

“Morning. Coffee is ready." Chelsea said, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Audrey poured herself a mug of coffee and started to sip it, black as she always did.

Chelsea waited on her roommate to say something, but after a while she just asked herself.

“So, are we going to talk about last night?"

“What is there to say, really?" Audrey didn't look up from her mug of coffee. “We had sex."

“No, we didn't just have sex. It's not even that we went several rounds. It's that we banged each other, with our…with our own…" Chelsea trailed off, not wanting to finish her sentence.

“The word is penis" She replied in a low tone before lifting the mug to her lips.

“I don't know if it's better or worse to use the proper name." Chelsea grumbled as she joined her by the coffee machine. “The point is we both grew one, not to mention what happened to our…"

“Existing equipment?" Audrey offered.

“Yeah that." She said pouring her own mug full of coffee.

“I don't know what is happening." Audrey took a long slow sip of her coffee before continuing. “I know I started to feel strange right around lunchtime yesterday and it slowly got worse."

“You did look off at lunch." She finished stirring in the sugar and creamer into her coffee. “But I felt fine until I got home last night. And I seemed to, ah, catch up to you pretty quickly."

“Yeah, I don't know why that is," she shrugged, “but I have too much going on to figure it out right now."

Chelsea fixed her glare on her roommate. “We just grew cocks last night! What the hell is more important than figuring out why and how?"

Audrey looked at the clock on the microwave, checking the time. “My nine-thirty lecture with Dr. Gilmore for starters."

Chelsea raised her eyebrow. “You're not going to class like this, are you?"

“Of course I am." Audrey said matter of factly before sipping her coffee.

Her roommate shook her head. “What if we're contagious? You got it first and then I came down with it, right?"

“I'll wear a mask, like I always do when I'm sick." She replied before quickly finishing her coffee.

“Audrey! This isn't just a cough and runny nose!"

“Please, in my last year of undergrad I got through the flu by chugging day-quil between classes." she said completely nonchalant as she rinsed out her mug in the sink. “And I was actually sick then and felt like shit. But this morning? Honestly, apart from being a little awkward and, um, excitable, I feel fine, great even."

Chelsea rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Audrey…"

“I'm not going to stop you from staying home, but I can't just sit here and miss class because I have a penis now. All the guys manage to attend class with one dangling between their legs, how hard can it be?"

“I'll ignore that obvious innuendo for now, but I think it's different when you always had one and didn't magically grow one overnight. And don't give me that look."

Audrey sighed before stepping away from the sink. “I'm going to go take a shower, Unless you need to go first."

“Why?" She placed a hand on her hip. “Because you can still smell the sex on me?"

Audrey shook her head. “I can still smell the sex wafting over from the living room, but regardless I need to at least be presentable."

Chelsea tilted her head slightly to the side. “You are really going into school then?"

Audrey crossed her arms. “I thought I made that clear."

“Alright then, fine, take as long as you need in the shower. Hell, rub one off in there if you have to. I'm going to just study in my room all day." she reached for the carafe to top off her coffee. “But if things get worse, I don't want to hear a single complaint from you tonight."

***

Audrey took longer than usual to get dressed after her shower. None of her bras would fit, so she ended up wrapping her chest with an ace bandage to keep the girls from bouncing around. Down below she opted for a pair of gym shorts, figuring it was close enough to boxers and men wore them all the time. A t-shirt stretched easily enough over her chest, and along with her still baggy university sweatshirt no one could see any changes up top. A pair of sweatpants did much the same down below.

Checking herself out in the mirror she looked completely normal, if a little frumpy. Audrey grabbed her bag and pulled out a surgical mask she kept with her cold remedies. When she left her room she didn't see Chelsea, but could see the door to her room was closed.

I'll text her later to see if she needs anything, but I better get going now. She thought as she slipped the mask over her face.

Outside her apartment it was empty as Audrey made her way through the hallway and down the stairwell. She shivered slightly when the cold morning air blasted her as she stepped outside, but she continued on her way towards campus. By the time Audrey was walking through the gate she had warmed up a bit. She was hardly the only student with early morning classes, but as she made her way toward the Clark Building Audrey started to notice a few things.

She was still catching the scent of her fellow female students. Although it was still pleasant, she found she could control her urges, at least for the time being. Audrey wasn't sure, but at least once she thought she caught a scent similar to Chelsea's after her changes had begun. When she entered the lecture hall she immediately knew something was off. Looking around Audrey noticed she was the only woman in the hall. She knew that although the class wasn't exactly split down the middle, there were a fair amount of women in Dr. Gilmore's lecture.

Audrey felt a creeping worry starting as she took her usual seat towards the front of the room. She tried to rationalize it away. She didn't know it was the same thing that was keeping Chelsea home. For all she knew, there was just a flu going around the female housing. That seemed far more likely than what was going on with her body.

Dr. Gilmore entered the hall and greeted the class, commenting on the absences before starting his lecture where he had left off last week. Audrey did her best to ignore her situation and just focus on the lecture. She found Dr. Gilmore's voice was calming in a way as she jotted down notes. This was something Audrey could understand and interpret. She was sorry to see the lecture end, as it meant thinking about her situation again.

Just as Audrey was packing up her bag Dr. Gilmore called her from the podium. “Ms. Spencer, could I have a moment, please?"

“Ah, yeah sure." She said as she slung her bag back over her shoulder and approached the podium. “What's up?"

“As much as I appreciate your dedication to my class, in my experience if you are unwell it's for the best to just stay home in the future. It looks like something is starting to make its rounds on campus, and I record my lectures for just such occasions."

“I appreciate the concern, sir, but really I feel pretty good. The mask is just a precaution."

“I still think you should consider going home for the rest of the day, but I know a stubborn student when I see one."

“Thank you for your concern, sir, but I'm sure I'll be fine."

With that Audrey turned and left the lecture hall. As she made her way around the campus she noticed the decreased female population. Audrey wasn't the only one on campus, but it was still noticeable. She was also sure she was now catching the scent of women sharing her condition now, there was no doubting it. Audrey kept her head down, not wanting to make eye contact. After all, if she could smell them, they could smell her too.

Audrey went to stop in the ladies room, and as soon as she opened the door, she regretted it. The smell of arousal and sexual juices hit her like a brick wall. Audrey would have just turned around and found a different restroom, but her body was already reacting to the scent.

Fuck! I thought I had this under control! She bit her lip and quickly entered the room before anyone in the hallway could notice the tent she was pitching in her sweatpants. Oh god…there's someone still here!

She noticed a pair of legs under a stall. As Audrey moved closer to the stalls she could hear some kind of sound before it suddenly stopped, probably when the other woman realized she wasn't alone. She was trying her best to not imagine what the sound could be. Audrey planned on just slipping past the occupied stall for some privacy. Just as she was walking in front of the stall, the bolt clicked back and the door swung open. Inside there was a very flushed young woman. Audrey's eyes were immediately drawn to the bulge starting to lift up the woman's skirt.

“I'm, ah…" Audrey did her best to hide her own erection.

“Hey, you, you're like me…"

“S-sorry…I need to go!"

“Wait, come on, just help me out a little, we can't walk around like this!" she pleaded, lifting up her skirt to reveal exactly what Audrey was expecting to be there. Her slit was more of a pink color, framed by the bikini tan line she was still showing. Her firm member was standing up at full attention, almost a perfect match to her other bits in color. Even knowing what was under the skirt didn't stop Audrey from staring at the shaft. As she stared she felt something stirring in her gut, not that she wasn't already feeling excited.

“Come on, help a girl out! I'll do the same for you and then we can get on to our next class."

The rational part of her mind was screaming it was crazy to trade sexual favors in the restroom with a woman she didn't know. But her rational mind was being told to shut up by her own need for release. The unknown woman was in just as much need, and she did look rather attractive, regardless of the situation with pretty long blond hair and blue eyes, and a generous chest. She looked like the kind of girl who was less than kind to her in high school, and now she was practically begging for Audrey.

“Just something quick…and quiet!" Audrey said in a harsh whisper.

The woman smiled and reached out, pulling Audrey into the stall. She still couldn't believe what she was doing even as her hands wrapped around the woman's hard cock. Her partner did her best to stifle a moan.

“S-sorry…" she let out a sigh, “It just feels so much better when it's someone else's hand. I'm Daisy, by the way."

Audrey wasn't sure if knowing Daisy's name made things better or worse, but she continued to stroke the cock. All the while she felt something building up inside of her. It wasn't an orgasm, but it was making her hornier by the second. Without any prompting, Audrey slipped down to her knees and took the cock into her mouth. Daisy certainly wasn't complaining. With one hand she covered her mouth, almost biting her palm to stop from crying out. With the other hand Daisy gripped Audrey's shoulder tightly.

Audrey bobbed her head and moaned softly against the member in her mouth. Her inhibitions were vanishing as she felt a growing need. It didn't take too long for Daisy to let loose. Her muffled moans tickled Audrey's ears.

“Oh fuck…no wonder my boyfriend likes getting head so much…" Daisy let out a small giggle. “If he wants to keep getting head, he'll have to learn to give it. Just give me a second, hun, and I'll return the favor."

Audrey was barely listening as she got up from the floor and pushed down her pants and shorts. Her cock sprung free and a bead of precum was already forming at the tip.

“Damn, I thought I was hung," Daisy said as she gently ran her fingers along the shaft.

Without saying a word, Audrey grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around. Daisy was surprised, but not unperceptive

“Oh, is that what you want ?" She gave her butt a little wiggle as Audrey flipped up her skirt. “Good, my pussy could use some- Ahhh!" Daisy cried out as her partner sunk her shaft deep into her wet mare pussy.

Daisy braced herself against the wall as Audrey's hands gripped her waist tight. This was more intense than the previous night. Audrey could feel something pushing through her body and it was driving her to plow the stranger even harder. Any attempt at keeping quiet was quickly abandoned by the pair. They moaned and sighed with every thrust, Daisy pushing back and squeezing her passage tightly around her partner.

Audrey's eyes Opened wide and she cried out as she felt something start to push out from her body. Soon right underneath her pulsing cock a new weight formed. It was too much for Audrey and she threw back her head and cried out as she hit hard.

“Oh fuck!" Daisy panted as he looked down underneath her body. “Holy shit…you…you didn't have…before…"

Audrey wasn't really listening. She was bracing herself against the stall walls, trying to recover a small amount of her wits. As she did, she slowly became aware of something new dangling over her pussy. She slowly pulled out from Daisy and looked down. Her penis now had a matching set of testicles. A dark gray scrotum held them, matching with her slit in its color.

“That's what I felt then…" she whispered softly.

Daisy tore off some toilet paper to clean herself up. “Do you think I'll grow a pair too?"

“I, ah, who knows…maybe?" She said as she gingerly inspected her newest addition.

“Hey, um, what is your name?" Daisy asked a little sheepishly.

“Oh, right, I'm Audrey." her cheeks flushed a little as she worked her shorts backup over her complete package.

“Audrey, I was wondering, do you want to exchange numbers? I mean, there's a big chance my boyfriend isn't going to be cool with this."

Audrey looked away slightly “I get that, I mean, it sucks if he would dump you for that but…"

“Maybe we could just hang out sometime? And not in a bathroom stall. I think I at least owe you a drink for helping me let off some steam."

“I think we're even there, but yeah, let me give you my number, I could use a few more friends." she smiled softly.

Chapter 3

Audrey stepped out of the elevator as its doors opened on her floor. Along with the bag on her back her hands were full with plastic bags from her trip to Boxmart after her classes were done for the day. She struggled at her door to unlock it without dropping anything. She was surprised when the door opened in front of her. Chelsea was standing there in her tightly belted robe.

“I was in the kitchen when I heard you at the door."

“Thanks," Audrey said as she entered the apartment.

Chelsea sniffed the air as her roommate passed by. “It smells like you had an…encounter with someone today." She closed and bolted the door before she turned to watch her roommate drop off her bags on the coffee table.

Audrey sighed as she took off her face mask. “Two actually. But they were already, ah, altered when I found them."

“Right," Chelsea peaked into one of the bags, “and were they further altered when you were done?"

“I don't know." she said softly, turning away to hide the slight blush on her cheeks.

Chelsea watched as she slipped her pack off her shoulders. Even with Audrey's loose fitting clothing she could see more fullness in her hips and a rounder butt, more than was there that morning.

“So, what did you get exactly?" She asked, motioning to the bags.

“I wasn't sure what exactly we would need, or how much more we'll, ah, grow."

“Yeah, in more places than one." she reached into the bag and pulled out a small box. “Is this a jock strap?"

“Please, do you know how embarrassing it was being a woman going through the men's underwear aisle?" She flopped down onto the couch, leaving her legs spread significantly. “You haven't been walking all day, these things bouncing and rubbing, no wonder they need a bra as much as these do!" she said cupping her much increased chest.

“You're really catching up to me; I haven't gotten that much bigger since I got up, at least up top. Did you use the self checkout or…"

“Yes, I didn't want any looks or questions about the mix of men's and women's underwear."

“You're overthinking it." Chelsea lifted out a pack of colorful boxers. “They would probably think you were just shopping for a boyfriend or something."

“Maybe, but still." Audrey sighed, “Today was hard enough as it was."

Her roommate looked up from the package of underwear and raised an eyebrow. “Hard? Really?"

Audrey covered her face with her hand “I'm not trying to make puns, no matter how accurate. I'm going to clean up real quick then we can figure out what we are doing."

A quick hot shower helped to relax and focus Audrey's mind. She returned to the living room in just her robe. It took a pointed stare from Chelsea before she realized she hadn't bothered to belt the robe closed.

“Come on, it's nothing you haven't seen at this point." she said, reaching for the jock strap.

“The balls are new, but not surprising, mine dropped too. But anyway, I don't want any distractions until I'm ready for them."

Chelsea watched with a certain fascination as Audrey pulled the jockstrap out of its package and turned it over in her hands.

“I ah, think you have to step into it, like a thong."

“That doesn't really help, I never owned a thong. Still, it's obvious which way is front."

She leaned over and stepped into the straps and slowly pulled it up her legs. She hadn't noticed how much more bulk and tone her legs had developed until she was pulling the elastic band over them. Once again, she was distracted by other parts of her body, not to mention her impromptu partners. Although having her entire rear left uncovered was a little troubling, she could appreciate the support up front. However, her equipment filled out the pouch completely, and she had bought the largest one she could find.

Audrey looked up from the bulging pouch to her roommate. “How does it look?"

“A little weird, but what else is new down there." Chelsea shrugged. “How does it feel?"

“Hmm…" she took several steps, “I think it helps, should make walking to class tomorrow a little easier."

“I think I'm going to go with a skirt tomorrow, I can't hide even a modest bulge, not that any pants I own will get past my hips anymore." She sighed as she opened up a jockstrap for herself. “I already tried them all."

Audrey blinked. “Are you going to class tomorrow then?"

“I have a test and a presentation tomorrow. Besides, it sounds like it's already spread beyond you and me." She slipped her robe off and reached for one of the bras Audrey had bought. “God, this is ugly as sin! Not even my grandmother would wear this."

Audrey couldn't help cracking a small smile. “No one will see it, unless you get pulled into a supply closet for a quickie tomorrow."

“Is that what happened to you today?" She asked as she slipped into the bra.

“That was the second time," she picked out a bra for herself.. “The first was in a bathroom stall."

Chelsea watched as Audrey put on her new bra. “Overall, you're being awfully calm about this."

“Freaking out won't change anything." she said as she pulled on a pair of boxers over the jockstrap. “These aren't fitting right…"

“That's because you actually have hips now. Let me get my sewing kit, I'm sure we can tailor them a bit."

***

Kaylee leaned against her open locker. She was taking deep breaths, but it wasn't because of the field hockey practice she just finished with her team. Ever since she got back to her dorm last night things had been strange for Kaylee. Over the course of the day in her various classes things had only gotten stranger.

“I should have just stayed in bed." she said softly to herself as she pulled the tie holding back her dark brown hair.

“Hey," Mckenzie, or Mack as everyone called her, said leaning out from her locker, “are you ok, Kaylee?"

“Yeah," Kaylee blushed slightly as she looked at the red head, “I just had a rough day."

“I think we all did." Dannie said as she sat down on the bench, her legs spread apart slightly. “At least judging from how Coach Vaughan was bitching at us at practice." she tossed her blond braids back overhear shoulders

“Where is everyone else?" Mack said, her bright blue eyes scanning the otherwise deserted locker room.

“I think everyone just grabbed their stuff and headed back home." Dannie said before taking a deep breath as she closed her hazel eyes.

Honestly, Kaylee had considered doing the same thing, but she was hoping to grab a quick shower alone in the gym rather than back in her dorm room. With Mack and Dannie hanging out it was looking like that wasn't going to happen. There was an uneasy quietness as the three young women just looked between each other, making no move to change or leave. All the while Kaylee was only becoming more aware of the enticing scent filling her nostrils. She turned away from her locker to face Mack and Dannie.

“I think we all know why they did that, assuming your noses are smelling what mine is." Dannie and Mack looked away, both blushing deeply. “So let's not pretend, ok? We're all adults, right?"

“Well, barely," Mack said under her breath. “But yeah, ok." She pushed down the wind pants she had worn all practice.

The bulge in her shorts left little doubt of what was underneath. Mack looked back expectantly at her teammates. Kaylee sighed before she hooked her fingers into her waistband and pushed them down. The other two gasped at what she had done.

“What? Drag queens tuck all the time. I just looked up online how to do it this morning.

Dannie chuckled and shook her head. “I just went with skirts today." She stood up and lifted the athletic skirt she was wearing. Her simple white panties were stretched obscenely over her new equipment.

The little display relieved some tension in the locker room, but stirred up other things.

“You all still have…" Kaylee blushed before pulling off her shirt.

“Yeah, though it's, ah, different." Dannie said as she unfastened her skirt.

“Same here." Mack said as she finished stepping out of her shorts and wind pants, “And that's not all that changed."

“I figured. I had to borrow my roommate's bra today, since it was now too small for her, she didn't mind too much." Kaylee said as she pointed to the lacy bra she was wearing instead of a sports bra.

“Wait, I thought Jasmine was stacked, how big is she now?" Mack asked as she released her chest from her bra before they spilled out on their own.

“Who knows, I know I'm bigger now than I was this morning. I do know she just used some band-aids as improvised pasties and just put on an extra shirt to go out today.

“Really? Casey just stayed in the dorm today." Dannie said as she unwrapped the ace bandage she had bound up her breasts with. “She had the same problem as Jasmine. Casey also wanted me to stay for…"

“No need to finish that sentence." Dannie said as she freed her mostly brown cock from its cotton prison. “I think we all know what we did last night, and what's on all our minds right now." as she spoke she started to get hard.

Kaylee winced slightly as she pulled off the tape keeping her tucked, letting her dark gray and pink molted cock spring free. She tossed aside the tape and walked over to Dannie. Before she knew it, her hand was stroking her team mate's cock. Dannie's shaft responded immediately and she let out a long sigh as it started to firm up even quicker, showing off the pink splotch on the side of the shaft. Mack looked between them both. Her first reaction was to just get out of there, but as the scent of their arousal hit her, Mack's inhibitions started to slip away as her cock strained painfully against her panties.

“Fuck it…" Mack swore softly as she forced her panties down, freeing her swelling black cock and went to join her teammates.

Kaylee and Dannie made room for Mack. Dannie's fingers teased her shaft as Mack wrapped her fingers tightly around Kaylee. As the three teammates engaged in their circle jerk, their cocks seemed to grow further than before. Kaylee inhaled sharply, something was happening deep inside her gut. It wasn't painful, but strange. Mack's fingers squeezed her shaft harder and Dannie let out a gasp.

“God what is…" Kaylee felt something pushing its way out of her body.

Right below her mottled cock she could feel it pushing out and expanding. She looked down at her shaft and gasped. As Mack stroked her shaft in a firm grip she could see a pair of balls hanging down in a dark gray sack. As she watched they swelled to a size to complement her now more than generous shaft.

“What the…" Mack stopped her stroke when she felt her hand bump into Kaylee's balls. “You just…Oh god! I think it's…"

A shiver ran down Mack's spine as her own pair of testicles dropped into place. After witnessing the new growth of her friends, Dannie had a good idea what was bubbling up inside of her. She closed her eyes tightly and let out a soft moan as her own brown sack formed and was quickly filled with a pair of heavy balls.

“Somehow, I'm not too surprised." Kaylee said as she tenderly cupped her latest additions. “Ooo, they are sensitive…I guess I owe my high school boyfriend an apology."

Dannie couldn't help but giggle a little at that. Mack just shook her head, but still smiled.

“Anyway girls, growing a pair hasn't lessened my need any." She reached down and gently caressed both of their sacks. “So why don't we drain them so we can head home?" Kaylee smirked a bit.

She didn't know where the confidence was coming from. She had always been more of a passive lover before this. But now, Kaylee was more than ready to go, and she didn't feel like waiting. A quick look in her teammates' eyes told her the feeling was mutual. Dannie showed zero resistance as Kaylee pulled her into a deep kiss. Not that Dannie was the least bit shy in kissing back, reaching around to squeeze Kaylee's rear,

Not to be left out, Mack dropped to her knees and reached for both shafts, pumping them firmly in each hand several times. This drew muffled moans from the pair as they continued to kiss. Her hands then slipped behind the heavy balls to tease the already wet mare pussies. Mack smiled at how that made Kaylee and Dannie jump. She then moved to softly lick each shaft in turn as her fingers teased their other sex.

It felt good to Kalee, both making out with Dannie and the attention Mack was giving her cock and pussy. However, the young woman wanted more. She pushed Dannie down onto the beach and spread her legs wide. The sight of both her sexes only made her cock twitch with anticipation. Mack watched as Kaylee moved into position and slid into the prone woman. She could swear her cock grew bigger just watching.

Dannie arched her back over the locker room bench as she was slowly penetrated deeply. Her altered pussy stretched and hugged the molted shaft. As she moaned, a thick black cock was pressed against her lips. Dannie turned her head slightly and saw Mack smiling down with lust burning in her blue eyes. She grabbed the shaft firmly and started to lick and suck as Kaylee began to thrust.

Dannie's shaft slapped against Kaylee's firm abs as she slammed into her teammate. She held almost possessively to Dannie's hips. Even as lost to lust as she was, she could feel her shaft growing longer and thicker with each thrust. Mack was noticing her own transformation as a moaning Dannie slipped her fingers around her sack to play with her pussy as she bobbed her head on the tip. When they first stripped down, Mack already had a cock that any man would be proud of. Now it was growing past porn star territory.

But it wasn't just the length and girth increasing, The very shape seemed to be changing, becoming less human looking, not unlike what had happened to Mack's pussy last evening. The head was growing flatter and she could see some kind of ring starting to form near the base. Her heavy black balls were keeping pace through all of this. Part of Mack's mind was concerned about this, but the rest was just trying to decide which pussy she would be sinking it into first.

Kaylee was riding high on the sensations. Not only from plowing Dannie, but her balls slapping against her own pussy only further fueled her fire. Her fingers gripped the blond woman's firmly toned legs even tighter as she started to push Dannie into a mating press. The change in position further stimulated Dannie's cock as it rubbed between her and Kaylee. She redoubled her efforts on Mack, pushing more of her hand into the hot wet pussy as she moaned around the big black cock in her mouth.

Mack was the first one to go, tossing her head back and curling her toes on the cold concrete floor as her new balls emptied their first load. Whatever cum missed Dannie's mouth splattered onto Kaylee. Dannie cried out even louder as she came from both of her sexes simultaneously. Her pussy clamped down and milked Kaylee while her cock covered them both in hot cum. Between the scent of fresh seed and the hot pussy gripping her cock Kaylee moaned loudly as she slammed hard one final time into Dannie before emptying her balls into her.

Mack stumbled a bit before sitting down on the bench near Dannie's head. The three of them sat panting and moaning as they slowly came back to earth. Kaylee lifted herself up off of Dannie and surveyed the damage. The worst of it was on them, the rest could be easily cleaned up.

“We made a bit of a mess,"Mack said with a little smirk, “but we all needed a shower anyway, right?"

“Yeah, still we probably shouldn't leave this mess to the janitor." Dannie said as she pushed a glob of cum off her chest to the floor.

“Let's shower first, then worry about that." Kaylee said as she pulled her still half hard cock out of Dannie, drawing a final moan from the both of them.

Mack giggled. “Maybe we should make it a cold shower."

***

The sunset that evening was beautiful, lighting up the clouds in the western sky in a bright orange as the sun slipped out of sight behind a mountain. Abby was watching the sunset from the sliding door that opened onto a little patio. She always loved the view, it was one of the reasons she and her boyfriend had chosen this apartment over a year ago. Abby sighed, knowing that Chase would be home any minute now. Abby adjusted the belt on her green fleece robe and ran her hand through her red highlighted slightly wavy hair.

She felt so scared about the conversation they would have to have. Abby had managed to hide her condition from him last night. It was pretty easy as Chase had to close the restaurant he worked at yesterday, and he pretty much collapsed into bed after a quick shower. Even half asleep, he still managed to spoon against her and kiss her goodnight. Abby stayed awake for hours, feeling his warm body behind hers and scared of never feeling it again.

She got the impression around campus that she wasn't the only woman dealing with this issue. Abby had even caught the sounds, and smells, of a pair of women going at it in a supply closet as she walked by earlier in the day. She had had to relieve herself several times that day. Both of Abby's sexes were demanding almost constant attention. After the last time in her shower about thirty minutes ago she now had a large pair of testicles to deal with too.

I can't hide this from him…not that I should anyway. I'd want to know if he grew something new, or bigger, between his legs. I just don't want to lose him, not over something I can't even control…

As Abby mused the sky continued to fade into night. She heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs before the door unlocked and opened.

“Hey Babe, I'm home!" Chase called out as he entered the apartment with two heavy bags in his hands. “I've got some leftovers from a funeral brunch I saved from being tossed. I'll need to reheat them but…" Chase trailed off as he saw the expression on his girlfriend's face. “Abby? What's wrong?"

She looked away, cursing herself internally that she had shown Chase a worried expression.

“It's…I'll explain in a bit. Why don't you put the food away first." She tugged at the belt of her robe, keeping it tight.

“Babe?"

“Please, baby. It's going to take a while to explain."

“O..k…" Chase replied as he shut the door with his foot.

Trying not to let on how worried he was, he went to the small kitchen and lifted the bags up onto the counter. Chase placed some of the foil containers into the fridge, and a few in the oven on low to reheat slowly.

“Do you want a drink baby?" He asked as he closed the oven door.

“No." she said, shaking her head. I probably will after though…

Chase joined her by the patio door. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed the back of her neck.

“I missed you." he said softly.

Abby leaned back against his body. “I missed you too."

“So, what exactly is going on?"

Abby let out a long sigh. “Did you notice anything strange today? On campus I mean."

“Strange?" Chase furrowed his brow as he thought back. “Now that you mention it, a lot of the girls were out this morning in my management class…hell, I think I saw a lot fewer girls on campus today now that I think about it."

“Did anyone talk about it?"

“Mr. Moyer made a comment about a lot of absences, but that was about it. Are you feeling ok, baby?"

“That's a complicated question." Abby shook her head, “Damn this is harder than I thought it would be."

“Baby? You're starting to worry me here." Chase held her tighter. “What's going on?"

“Last night, probably when you were out in the weeds with the dinner rush, something started to happen to me. I got ridiculously horny, practically tore off my panties when I made it home and got off."

“I mean, we've never been prudes about masturbation. Sometimes you just need to get off, right?"

“It's what happened as I got off. Things started to change," Abby lowered her eyes, “down there. I didn't say anything last night because you were tired and I was scared shitless about it."

The concern on Chase's face deepened. “Do we need to go to the hospital?"

“Oh fuck no! I'm not showing some strange doctor…" she stopped and took a long deep breath. “Just listen to me, ok?" Abby waited until Chase gave a slight nod.

“When I got to class this morning, I started to realize I wasn't the only girl this happened to. There were all the absences, but more than that I could smell the changes on the woman who did show up like me. I can't explain it, my nose is so sensitive right now. I could tell that you brought home roast beef, chicken marsala, roasted squash, and mashed potatoes even before you opened the door. I can smell you standing behind me. Not in the, you need a shower sense, but in the, that's Chase's scent sense."

“This is sounding pretty strange, but it's also kind of cool, like a super power." Chase smiled slightly.

Abby rolled her eyes “God, you are such a geek at times. But there is something I need to show you." She stepped out of his embrace and turned to face him. “I can't keep this a secret from you. You have to see just how I've changed for yourself and make your own decision."

“Make my decision?" Chase furrowed his brow even deeper this time. “About what exactly?"

Abby said nothing, she just opened her robe. Chase looked on as she paused for a moment before pulling the green robe open. His eyes went down her body and stopped when they hit her crotch. Chase's eyes went wide as he took in the pale, almost white cock and matching balls

“Wha…" he searched for the words, his eyes not even blinking.

“I-I still have…" She reached down and lifted her new equipment, “I know it looks a little…"

“A little like a horse?" Chase added, still a little shocked.

Abby blinked. “Wait, what?"

“I've told you before how my mom is a total horse girl, I know horse, um, junk when I see it." Chase closed the distance between them. "Can I…" he pointed to her cock.

Abby managed a nervous nod. Chase gently took her shaft into his hand. He didn't try to stimulate Abby, but his hand was warm and it was her boyfriend. Against her wishes her cock started to swell.

"Wow, I thought I was big." he half smiled as he watched her shaft grow hard in his hand.

Abby stepped back, pulling herself out of his hand “How, how are you so ok with this?"

Chase turned his head away and his face showed more than a little worry. Abby tied her robe closed, ignoring the tent for the time being.

“What is it?" she asked, keeping him fixed with her hazel eyes.

Chase let out a long sigh. “You showed me yours, I might as well show mine."

Abby raised an eyebrow, “I've seen yours more than a few times by this point."

“No, I mean…There's something I never told you before about me. I've honestly been scared to tell you."

Abby raised an eyebrow. “Why?"

“Because the last girlfriend I told dumped me over it and I didn't want to lose you."

“That isn't making me less worried."

“Let's just sit down, on the couch, ok? I'll explain everything."

Abby was unsure about all of this, but she did sit down on the old futon couch. Chase went to the fridge and came back with a pair of ciders and joined her on the couch. They both took a long pull from the bottles to steady themselves before continuing.

“First," Chase placed his cider on the coffee table, “I want to say that I love you. You're the one I want to be with and my eyes don't wander."

“Ok." Abby took another drink from her bottle before placing it down on the coffee table. “Go on."

“Back when I was a freshman in high school I realized I was attracted to men as well as women."

Abby's eyes widened “You're bi?"

“I guess so," Chase shrugged, “though I've only been with another male once."

“What happened to him?"

“His dad was in the army and they moved away. We didn't advertise we were a couple, my school wasn't too keen on that sort of thing."

Abby shook her head slightly. “I forget you were raised out in the country sometimes."

“So, I met Clarice over the summer between sophomore and junior years. We dated into our senior year and everything seemed good. We were even both planning on attending the same college together. Then I confessed the truth about my sexuality to her."

“What happened when you did that?"

“She slapped me across the face, accused me of cheating on her with the rest of the track team, then slapped me again before hurtling more slurs my way."

Abby was shocked that anyone would treat Chase like that. “Fucking hell…"

“I switched schools to Silver Mountain just to be as far away from her as possible. That's where I met you, so I think it was a good choice." He smiled slightly. “I wanted to tell you when we got serious but I was too scared to tell you. I was afraid you'd leave me over it."

“You were still worried about me leaving you over that even after you found out I grew a dick and balls?"

Chase blushed slightly. “A little…"

Abby leaned over and pulled him into a hug. “As long as you love me, I don't care…"

“Of course I love you, and it's going to take a hell of a lot more than this to make me leave you."

“Chase…"

“I mean it." He kissed her deeply as he held her tightly in his arms.

Abby jumped slightly, but quickly melted against her lover. If it wasn't from the warmth coming off of Chase's body she would have chalked it up as a dream. She didn't fight Chase as he pushed her back down onto the futon. He started to kiss and lick at her neck as his hand fumbled with the belt of her robe.

“Mmm, you don't have to if you're not ready…" she said with flushed cheeks.

“Are you kidding? I may be out of practice, but I'm going to enjoy your new junk fully." he smiled back.

He gave her a quick kiss before he threw open the robe. He kissed his way slowly down her neck and upper chest. Chase looked up from her chest with a childlike smile.

“These are bigger too, aren't they?"

“Yeah, but I wasn't worried about that driving you off." Abby chuckled.

Chase played with her enlarged breasts, kneading and squeezing them with his hands. He kissed them softly teasing her nipples with both his fingers and tongue. Abby was sighing and writhing slightly from the breast play. She was well past hard now and couldn't help grinding up against her lover. Chase slipped down her body and wrapped his fingers around her shaft. He smiled at her reaction as he started to stroke it slowly.

“Mmm, it feels different when someone else does it." Abby said in a low husky tone.

“I know…" He replied softly.

Chase lowered his face down and slowly ran his tongue along the underside of her cock before taking the entire head into his mouth. Abby's body went stiff and she moaned loudly. She unintentionally bucked her hips up. She could feel him softly laughing around her shaft as his tongue swirled around the head. Abby closed her eyes and leaned her head back. All she had hoped for was just that Chase wouldn't leave her. And now he was enthusiastically giving her head. If she was somehow dreaming, Abby hoped she would never wake up.

As his head started to bob up and down on his girlfriend's cock, Chase noticed it was getting larger, not just harder. He could swear the taste was changing subtly too, but not in a bad way. As Abby watched dark, almost black splotches started to form on her shaft and balls. Even if Chase couldn't fit as much of the shaft into his mouth as he wanted to, his hands knew what to do, stroking the rest of the spit-slicked shaft. He saw Abby's balls start to contract before she could call out a warning. Not that he cared to pull his mouth away, Chase braced himself for the load.

Abby's back arched fully off the couch as she cried out louder than she ever had in their apartment before. Her legs wrapped around Chase's back and she held him tightly as she spasmed. The aftershocks subsided and Abby's body flopped back down on the old futon. Her spent cock pulled out of Chase's mouth, looking less human than it had when they started. The head was wider and flatter and a medial ring was just starting to form closer to the base.

“Jesus fucking christ…" she moaned, trying to lift her head enough to look at her boyfriend.

She watched as he whipped his mouth on the back of his hand, but he was smiling up at her. There was no doubt he had enjoyed giving her head, as much as she enjoyed going down on him. As she breathed deeply Abby could catch the scent of Chase's arousal. Even having just climaxed, it was enough to rekindle her flame. After all, she still had another sex that needed attention.

Abby shifted on the futon, sitting up and letting her arms slip out of the green robe. She pulled Chase up and into a deep passionate kiss, which he instantly returned. They held each other tightly as they kissed. Eventually Abby pulled away slightly.

“Thank you…" her lips brushed against his as she whispered.

“I love you."

“I know."

He chuckled at the reference before kissing her again. Abby pulled away with a smile on her lips.

“So you know, you're only halfway done, my other…parts need some attention, and besides, it feels like you need some release too."

“I certainly wouldn't mind." Chase winked.

Abby helped to quickly undress Chase. The more his scent flooded her nose, the wetter she became. With her boyfriend mostly stripped and obviously ready, Abby bent over the futon couch and presented her equine pussy to him. Chase needed no further invitation and quickly moved behind her and guided his cock deep into her more than ready body. Despite how much larger Abby's slit had grown, her passage squeezed and milked Chase's shaft just as tightly as before, if not more so.

He gripped her waist tightly, and grit his teeth. It was almost like they were having sex for the first time. Abby pushed back with force as Chase thrust from behind, causing their balls to slap against each other. The living room was filled with the sounds of Abby and Chase moaning along with the futon couch squeaking in protest. Chase closed his eyes tightly as he felt his climax building higher and higher.

Abby cried out for a second time, squeezing her lover's cock almost like a vise. Chase's eyes went wide and he opened his mouth in a silent cry as he was finally pushed over his limit. He collapsed forward over Abby, hugging her tightly. Abby panted, she felt hot, but still relished the warmth of Chase's body resting against her.

“Oh god…baby…" Chase sighed against her back. “You're fucking amazing…"

Abby couldn't help chuckling at that. “I'm not the only one, babe." she let out a long sigh. “You're really ok with this? I don't even know if I'm done changing."

“Wherever this takes you, I'll be there." Chase squeezed her tightly. “I love you."

“She smiled even as a tear ran down her cheek. “I Love you too."

Chapter 4

Audrey was walking across the quad towards the Calumet Building. Fall was rushing headlong into winter and the fallen leaves and grass were frosted white this morning. Audrey was bundled up in a long coat and scarf and a wool hat was pulled down tightly over her ears. A cold wind buffeted her as she made her way to the heavy wooden door of the Calumet Building. However, the bitter cold wind was the last thing on her mind.

Audrey's once baggy and loose fitting sweat clothes were becoming more form fitting day by day. Her expanding chest and crotch were doing little to help. It was getting harder to keep her changes hidden even if she didn't get excited. Audrey loosened her scarf and pulled off her hat, not caring that her hair was less than perfect. As she climbed quickly up the stairs she was grateful her bra and jockstrap kept her from bouncing too hard. Audrey took a deep breath before opening the office door.

“Good morning, Dr. Vasseur." she said in what she hoped was a neutral tone.

“It's a cold one today, isn't it?" Dr. Vasseur replied looking up from her laptop. “I bet we're in for one hell of a winter."

“Maybe." Audrey replied as she hung up her coat on the coat stand by the door.

“It's your first winter here at Silver Mountain, You'll see what I mean…" Dr. Vasseur stared at Audrey for a moment. “Are you wearing heels?"

Audrey turned quickly. “Who? Me? No. Hell, I don't even own anything with a heel."

“Sorry I didn't mean anything by it." She shook her head slightly. “You just looked taller for some reason. Maybe it's time to get my prescription updated." Dr. Vasseur tapped the side of her glasses. “It has been a while."

Audrey just shrugged to her mentor, but inside she was feeling annoyed. Oh great…I thought I was just imagining it this morning. As if everything else getting bigger wasn't enough, now I'm getting taller! Audrey made her way to the coffee pot and poured herself a hot cup. “Anyway, what exactly are we working on today?"

“We are going to take a deeper look at those artifacts you cataloged. I finally got some emails back from a few colleges I had pestered with questions, so we can move forward with my research."

“I wasn't aware you were doing that." Audrey paused to take a sip of coffee. “I thought you were just too busy grading reports for the end of the semester."

Dr. Vasseur smiled. “That didn't help, but no, I wanted to consult a few friends on some of the, ah, odder things I noticed looking through the pictures we took "

“Do you mean like the multiple languages on that disk?" Audrey asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, and a few other oddities with apparent material construction. I was worried that they may have been some kind of hoax or forgery, but that doesn't line up with the evidence either."

“It's not related to archaeology, but I heard when the platypus was first discovered in Australia, many back in Europe thought it was a fake. Sometimes the world is just weird." Audrey shook her head slightly and added softly, “you can trust me on that."

“I've never heard that before, but it doesn't surprise me." Dr. Vasseur got out of her chair and stretched. “Let me get a fresh cup of sludge and we will head down to the storage room to take a closer look at them.

Audrey swallowed a mouthful of the hot black coffee. “Sure thing, boss lady."

A few minutes later they were in the basement of the Calumet Building. Audrey stood a few feet back as Dr. Vasseur unlocked the door. Ever since these strange changes had started Audrey tried to keep a buffer between herself and Dr. Vasseur. Something about the woman's presence just seemed to set her off. As delicate as her situation had become she was worried a brushing touch from her mentor would cause her shaft to tear through her sweatpants.

The lock clicked and the door opened. Dr. Vasseur reached in to flick on the fluorescent lights and they flicker on to life.

“I wonder if they'll ever update those to LEDs" Audrey commented as the final tube stopped flickering.

“This is the history department, the administration just assumes we like old-fashioned things." Dr. Vasseur smirked. “You don't want to know how long it took to get us upgraded from dot matrix printers back in the day." she paused and thought about it. “Actually, I think Dr. O'Connell still has one in his office."

Audrey chuckled and closed the door softly behind them. The room was as they had left it, even her little translation attempt was still sitting on the workbench.

“Let's start with J-12-37." Dr. Vasseur said as she set up her laptop on the workbench.

“That's the stone disk I tried to translate, isn't it?"

Dr. Vasseur nodded. I'll be honest, that's the artifact that interests me the most. One of my colleges asked for a few more specific details as well. Have you brushed up on your Latin?"

“Sort of." Audrey found the correct container and pulled it off the shelf, though she remembered it feeling heavier the last time she moved it. “I read through my copy of Winnie the Pooh in Latin again."

“Oh?" her eyes lit up behind her glasses and she smiled. “I haven't heard of that in years. Is it still in print?"

“I'm not sure." She gently placed the container on the table in the middle of the small room. “I've had my copy since I first started taking Latin in junior high. It was a Christmas gift from my grandmother."

“Well, I hope it helped clear some cobwebs." Dr. Vasseur joined her at the table and handed Audrey a pair of gloves and a mask.

“Thanks." Audrey took the protective equipment and quickly put them on. “Ready?"

“Yes, let's get started."

***

“Hey! Boss lady, take a look at this." Audrey called from the confocal microscope.

Dr. Vasseur turned from the artifact she was taking notes on and walked the short distance to her grad student. “Found something interesting?"

“Yes." Audrey said as she peered down the scope. “I can't believe how fine this detail is, you have to see it for yourself."

Engrossed as she was, Audrey didn't realize how close her mentor had gotten to her until she felt Dr. Vasseur's hand on her shoulder. She snapped her head up as she felt a tingle shoot right down her spine and into her crotch.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." she smiled and took a slight step back.

“N-no, it's fine." Audrey nervously replied. “Here, let me show you." she hopped off of the stool she was on. Look at how fine these striations are, even by today's standards it would be impressive.

Rather than sitting down Dr. Vasseur just leaned over to look through the microscope. “Hmmm, yes, you are right about that."

Audrey wasn't even listening, she was being distracted by her mentor's rear as she observed the artifact.

She's as old as my mother! How does she do this to me now? I never had a crush on her before…I think…oh god! I'm getting hard!

“Excuse me, I think the coffee is catching up with me, I'll be right back." she managed to get out before turning to leave.

As soon as she closed the door behind her Audrey booked it to the ladies room as fast as she could. She was grateful that the restroom on the first floor was just a single toilet and she would have complete privacy. She quickly locked the door and pushed down her sweatpants. Her cock was already poking out the top of her jock strap. Audrey let out a low and lusty sigh as she pushed down the jockstrap and boxers she was wearing and freed her growing member.

She wasted no time in wrapping her hand around the shaft and starting to stroke. After several pumps she felt something was different this time. She wasn't surprised it was growing larger than it had been that morning. It was almost expected at this point. But this wasn't the same sensation. She watched on, her mind a mix of honest curiosity and a lustful need for release.

Her cock was growing thick, so thick she couldn't grip it fully in her hand as she stroked it. The color had been slowly changing to mostly match her pussy, turning a dark gray with several pink patches. The shaft was growing longer as well, but that wasn't the only change. A velvety dark gray sheath seemed to separate off from her cock at the base by her balls. Her urethra seemed to realign, moving more towards the underside of her expanding cock. A thick ring of flesh bubbled up about a third of the way down her shaft. Her cock now demanded the attention of both her hands to stroke. She swore it would hang down past her knees if it wasn't rock hard. She felt a new strange tingling sensation as the glans shifted from a mushroom, the tip flattening out and flaring at the sides.

Given the research she had done when her vagina first changed Audrey knew exactly what kind of a penis she was now stroking furiously in the ladies room. A big giant horse cock, and she could feel her balls starting to grow now to match.

Oh fuck! Audrey bit her lip tightly to stop from moaning. This thing is going to go off like a fire hose!

She did her best to aim her monster of a cock into the toilet, but her orgasm rocking through her body affected Audrey's aim. All things considered, she managed to keep the mess to a minimum given the volume. Audrey was left panting as she leaned up against the wall of the room, her pants down around her ankles as he surveyed the scene. Looking down she watched as her still half hard cock dripped cum onto the tile floor.

Audrey reached over to the paper towel dispenser and grabbed a few to clean the cum off the tip of her cock before she dripped onto her clothes. She stifled a moan as her member was still quite sensitive, but she managed to clean it off well enough. She watched as her shaft slowly retreated back into her newly formed sheath. Honestly, it felt much more comfortable and out of the way then tucked into the jockstrap. Which was good, as there was no way the two billiard balls that were now hanging down over her pussy were going to fit in the athletic supporter now.

This wasn't how I expected the morning to go…but I don't find it too surprising that my cock ended up going equine as well. It better be damn well done growing after this! She let out a sigh. I better get dressed and clean up this mess before Dr. Vasseur notices how long I've been gone.

***

Kattie was happy the weather had gotten so cold. Not that she enjoyed the weather, but that she had an excuse to bundle up for her classes. She was grateful for her long down coat as it hid any changes as she made her way around campus. Kattie stepped out of the cold gray morning and into the Lexington Computer Science Building. Her first class of the day on database structures was in a computer lab on the second floor.

Kattie opted for the elevator as she still wasn't used to the way things rubbed walking up even a single flight of stairs. She arrived at class a few minutes early, as was her intention. There was only one other student, but he was too busy on his computer to even acknowledge her presence. Kattie went to her usual seat and dropped her school bag on the desk by her keyboard. She checked that no one else was watching her before she unzipped her coat.

Kattie's sweater at least minimized her breasts which had increased greatly since things started getting weird, but her yoga pants did little to hide the bulge on her crotch. She quickly sat down in her chair and draped her coat over her lap before logging in.

Ok, all set, just have three more classes to get to today. I can do this. Kattie thought as she opened up her student email client. It's just business as usual until I get back home.

***

Across campus in the Cassidy Dorms Cheryl was trying to push her cock down the leg of her rainbow striped leggings. She was trying to not stimulate it as she had class in about twenty minutes and didn't have time for another spank session. While not completely happy with how it bulged out, Cheryl hoped it would keep things under control while she was sitting next to other girls in class. She wasn't even into girls, or at least she wasn't in the before-times. But given how Cheryl spent last night railing her roommate she might have to reevaluate that.

She paired her leggings with a long (for her anyway) black pleated dress. It almost went to her knees and hid her affliction well enough as she posed in the mirror. As for her other changes to her body, Cheryl didn't mind her increased bust. Back in high school she had been relentlessly bullied by several of the mean girls for her small chest. Cheryl had started to borrow her roommate's low cut shirts to show off her acquired cleavage and enjoyed the looks it was getting from the men in her classes. Today was no different as she pulled a low v-neck sweater over a black lace bra, also from her roommate's closet. Satisfied with her wardrobe Cheryl began to fix her hair and makeup.

Hopefully the guys will only notice what I want them to. She thought as she applied her lipstick

***

In a small apartment off campus, a couple was getting dressed in the bedroom.

“How does it look? Can you tell?" Laura asked her boyfriend.

“I don't notice anything from here." Kyle responded as he purposefully stared at his girlfriend's crotch.

Laura was wearing two pairs of 'granny panties', a pair of gym shorts, and had borrowed a pair of sweatpants from Kyle. Up top she was wearing an overly stretched tank top and a t-shirt also borrowed from her boyfriend.

“Are you sure?" she paced back and forth in Kyle's apartment.

“Yes, I'm sure. As long as you don't, ah, get excited you should be fine."

“Yeah, that's the hard part." she saw the little smile curl on his lips. “Oh grow up."

Kyle shrugged. “Sorry, I can't help it. Anyway, I have a break from 11:45 till 2:00 if you need to let off some steam."

“You know I will." she sighed but smiled softly. “You know, I'm lucky you didn't run away screaming that first night."

“It's not that bad, I mean, you never balked at going down on me or anything." Kyle blushed slightly. “And honestly, the sex has only gotten better since then."

“You do seem to last a hell of a lot longer. No offense." She quickly added

“Yeah, it's crazy, but I can't complain about that." he smiled. “Anyway, if we keep talking about sex, I'm going to need to get you off again and we'll both be late for class"

Laura chuckled. “Just let me fix my hair and you can walk me to class."

***

In a small home in the town of Silver Creek, Tara stood in front of her mirror and smiled. Ever since that day her life changed in a way she never believed possible. Every Morning Tara had woken up since then she only liked what the mirror reflected more and more. She was standing in front of her mirror in just a teal tank top.

“Hmmm…" Tara looked intently at her reflection. Did I get more bust or more hips this morning? She ran her hands down her side and over her now curved hips. Either way, I don't think I need to worry about wearing my cincher any more.

There was a knock on her bedroom door. She guessed it was her older brother Rich she shared the small rental house with.

“Hey! Bri-, damn, Tara, sorry, I'm going to head on out to class now, so the bathroom is all yours."

“Thanks Rich," she called back, “see you later tonight!" She sighed softly. Rich, you always slip up first thing in the morning, don't you? But at least you try unlike the rest of our so-called family.

Tara turned her attention back to her reflection. She reached down and lifted her boy-parts out of the way to look at her girl parts. Admittedly, a horse pussy wouldn't have been Tara's first choice, but beggars can't be choosers. And even with a big swinging dick hanging over it, she knew it was there and it made her feel complete. Tara glanced over at her clock and saw the time.

I better get moving if I want a shower before class starts. She pulled off her tank top and grabbed her robe off the back of the door. I can't wait to wear that new bra I got yesterday. Hopefully it will last longer than the last one at least, those things are expensive. She couldn't help smiling as she tossed on her robe and went to take her shower.

***

Back in the Cassidy Dorms, Rachel and Jordyn were going through their small dormitory closets. Things were getting harder to hide the bigger they got and the roommates were starting to run out of options. They were in a bit of a panic even if their first class wasn't until 11:00.

“Are you having any luck over there?" Rachel called over her shoulder.

“Not really," Jordyn sighed, “the best I have are these sweatpants I got for Phys-ed back in sophomore year. I guess I don't have a choice, at least they'll be warm."

“Too bad I took aerobics, my leotard wouldn't even fit over my…" she couldn't help looking down at the large bulge a pair of gym shorts was trying, and failing, to hide, “you know."

“Rachel," Jordyn said as she turned around her own bulge more than obvious through her pantyhose, “we both have dicks, you don't have to skate around it with me."

“I don't like to talk about it." She said softly as she flicked through her wardrobe.

Jordyn smirked. “You don't seem to mind using it though."

Rachel's cheeks blushed deeply. “That's not fair."

“Ok, we both enjoy using them. If you just admit it to yourself it's a lot less embarrassing."

“If you say so." Rachel pulled out a skirt from her closet. “Do you think I could wear this with some leggings to keep my legs from freezing off?"

Jordyn shrugged. “With all the skirts and dresses I've been seeing around campus I wouldn't worry about it." She tossed her sweatpants over to her bed.

“Yeah, I guess it's some comfort it's not just us going through it." Rachel closed her closet and hung the skirt on the doorknob. Of course, the scent of the other girls during the day doesn't help to keep things under control."

"Speaking of which," Jordyn glanced at her smartwatch, “since we have the time, want a quickie to burn off some lust before class?"

Rachel felt her cock start to twitch and grow in her shorts. “Well now that you put the idea in my head, yes."

Jordyn giggled. “My bad, how about I let you top first then?"

***

Kirsten was alone in her apartment. This wasn't that unusual as she lived alone at University Gate Apartments. She was sitting in the small living room with all the curtains pulled closed and the door locked and deadbolted. Kirsten was reclined sideways on the couch with one leg resting on the floor and the other up on the cushions. Her eyes were staring transfixed at the thing that had grown out of her the other day.

Part of her had thought it was just a dream, until she woke up the next morning with her new equipment standing up to greet the sun. Back then, however, it was easy enough to hide under her jeans with an over sized sweater and Kirsten managed to get through the day without anyone noticing the bulge. As the days went by it continued to grow and become far less human. Her pussy had as well, but this was far more concerning. The thing was well over a foot long and far thicker than anything she had ever seen on the internet.

But the worst of it was the color. Kirsten had always had pale skin. It was something she was proud of and took care to protect from even the slightest bit of tanning. This was both for her skin's health, but also for the semi-goth aesthetic she enjoyed. Kirsten even dyed her hair a dark blood red just to make her pale skin standout even more. Her cock looked like she had colored it with her own black lipstick, except for a small patch of pink towards the tip. Not only was Kirsten now a girl with a giant cock, it didn't even match the rest of her body.

Kirsten scratched at her ball. Just ball, as apparently her body didn't even have the decency to drop both. Not that just having one stopped her from coating her shower stall with cum several times a day.

What am I going to do! It just keeps growing and, and changing! If anyone finds out I'm like this I'll be…what about mom and dad? Would they even take me back after I get chased out of school? I'll probably end up locked up in some underground government run home for freaks with nothing left to do but jerk off this fucking thing!

Kirsten smacked the side of the shaft. It didn't hurt, it just made it sway back and forth, still hard as a rock.

Yeah, it would be fucking impressive if it was hanging off some boy. Hell he'd get to whip it out at parties and have a good old time. I'm going to end up on the streets with this monster pitching my tent every night…Oh god! What am I going to do? Why won't it just go down? I already stroked it when I got home. Why can't it just go down and leave me alone for a few hours?

As Kirsten stared at her thick black bestial cock a stray thought entered her head. It was from a crass Joke her brother Derick had said back in high school.

“If I had a dick long enough to suck it myself, I'd never leave my room!"

When Derick had said that she just rolled her eyes while he laughed. Kirsten didn't know what had brought that memory up but as she looked at the cock swaying slightly between her legs she realized that it was indeed long enough.

What am I thinking! That's disgusting! She shook her head, as if to knock the idea out of her mind. I mean, I've given head before, but that's different this is my…no I can't. Just go down, damn it! How do guys kill boners anyway?

She was no virgin, but Kirsten was quickly realizing there was an awful lot about cocks she had never bothered to ask her brother or any other male about. Of course, it was far too late now to do so.

What am I going to do? Call up Derick and ask: 'hey bro, I've got a cock now and I need to know a sure fire way to end an erection, got any tips?' God, this is so…embarrassing. And I hassled Adrian over his morning wood…

Kirsten's thoughts shifted back to her last boyfriend. They had met during orientation back in August. Adrian was pretty damn hot, but their personalities just didn't click and they had broken things off by September. Thinking about him did little to decrease her readiness, in fact she could feel her pussy now starting to join in on the preparations.

Damn it, not you too… her hand brushed against the puffy pink swollen equine labia.

Kirsten's pale cheeks blushed deep red as the need for sexual release started her mind reelling. She remembered past sexual encounters and idle fantasies she had had since she was a teenager. Kirsten looked down at the pink tip of her black cock and couldn't help licking her lips. She leaned forward, close enough to smell the slight musky scent coming off her shaft. Her lips bumped against the now semi flattened glans and she shuddered. Closing her eyes she reached out with her tongue and tasted her own cock. The hot trail her tongue left quickly cooled as it evaporated. The taste was different than any other partners she could remember, but not bad.

Kirsten contemplated it for one final agonizing moment before she opened her mouth wide and pushed her cock in as deep as she could. She moaned loudly around the shaft as she reveled in the wet heat of her own mouth. Kirsten's tongue teased the tip, dragging slowly tasting and feeling the texture. Her hands pumped the rest of her cock as she could only focus her mouth and tongue towards the tip. Soon she started to bob head, letting her tongue swirl around the tip while she sucked.

Her pale cheeks blushed an even deeper shade of red, but it was hard to tell if it was embarrassment or lustful excitement that made her flush.

Oh my god! What the hell am I doing? Fuck! It feels so good…I'm better at head than I realized…oh fuck! What's that feeling?

Kirsten groaned as she felt something pushing its way down and out of her body. She could feel something squeezing its way near the base of her shaft when suddenly it popped into place. Her missing testicle now filled out the other side of her sack. Kirsten could feel the growing weight as it swelled in size to match the other one. Just as it finished growing in, both balls started to contract.

Oh fuck! Here it comes!

Even with it being her own cock and receiving every warning, Kirsten couldn't get it out of her mouth in time. She tried to swallow the torrent of cum that filled her mouth, but it was no use. She covered her face and upper body with her hot seed as it popped out of her mouth. She sat there frozen covered in her own cum. She wiped some of it down off her face and looked down, dreading the clean up.

Maybe next time I should do that in the shower…

***

Audrey was woken up by the sound of a strange alarm. As she blinked it took her a moment to remember she had fallen asleep next to Chelsea in her room after relieving some stress late last night. She felt her roommate shift to silence the alarm on the phone.

“Morning…" Chelsea said before letting out a yawn.

“Good Morning." Audrey rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. “Did you sleep well?"

“Actually, yeah, I did. I think I always sleep better when I'm not alone."

“I'd agree It's more comfortable on a cold night." Audrey blushed slightly before moving to get out of bed.

She sat on the edge of the bed, watching the remnants of her morning wood slip back into her sheath. Audrey had found this to be overall a relief from just having her flaccid cock hanging loose. Chelsea was even a little jealous of her at first the previous night, at least until her own cock had finished its own transformation.

Audrey stretched her arms over her head and let out a long yawn. “Where did I leave my robe last night??"

“It's hanging off my closet door." Chelsea said as she stretched out her body before sitting up.. “Mind if I get my shower first?"

“Go ahead, I'll start the coffee." Audrey replied as she walked over to retrieve her robe.

Audrey belted on the robe then left Chelsea's room for the kitchen. She tried not to think of how nice it felt cuddled up against her roommate while making the coffee. Audrey rested back against the counter as the smell of fresh coffee slowly filled the apartment. She didn't even think about the slight scratch she gave her balls, it was just so natural at this point. As she tried to not think about feelings she was starting to have for Chelsea, something started to bother her on her backside. She shifted back and forth against the counter uncomfortably.

At first it felt like an itch just above her butt. She reached around behind herself to scratch it when she felt something there under her robe. Audrey's eyes went wide and she hurried back to her room. She opened the robe and pulled it back away from her hips, trying to see what the hell was going on. She twisted her hips and neck and eventually dropped her robe to the floor. That's when she saw it. A small nub had formed just at the base of her spine.

“Oh now what?" she groaned.

Chapter 5

The Stallion Lounge was a small bar just off campus. It had no official ties to the school, but proudly displayed the school colors and had memorabilia from over the decades decorating its walls. Generations of students from Silver Mountain Creek University had come there to drink, eat, and just hang out. Jim entered the bar and pulled off his knit hat. He looked around for a moment and then saw Greg at the bar with a beer. Jim walked over and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey man, I haven't seen you since the Halloween party, how's it going?"

Greg smiled slightly. "It's going. Good to see you."

Jim sat down on a stool next to him and ordered a whiskey and a light beer.

"I need the shot to warm up." he chuckled as he unzipped his coat.

Greg shook his head before taking a sip of his beer.

Jim thanked the bartender then turned back to Greg. "So, how did things work out between Kristy and you after the party?"

Greg sighed and took a long drink. "I don't know man. Everything was great at first, then a couple of weeks ago she suddenly didn't want to hang out or anything. Not even just sit and watch a movie at home."

Jim knocked back his shot. "Did you say something stupid and screw things up?"

"No, at least I don't think so." Greg shrugged. “Our last date went great…really great." He sighed before finishing his beer and ordering another one.

"That sucks, man, but I don't think it's just Kristy, I think it's something in the air."

Greg raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Been to any parties lately?" Jim asked before taking a drink of his beer.

"Not since Kristy started to give me the cold shoulder." he shook his head slowly. “I haven't really been in the mood. I was starting to worry I'd go crazy staying in my dorm room all the time, that's why I came out here today."

Jim gave a sympathetic look to his friend. "Let me fill you in then. All of a sudden, there's like no girls showing up to any parties."

Greg rolled his eyes. "Come on, I'm sure there are plenty of girls, they just aren't the 'popular girls' and people are complaining."

"Come on, I'm not that shallow! Listen, I was at the Brick House last Thursday, not a single woman was there. Hot or not, it was nothing but guys."

"Hey," another young man several spots down the bar called out, "Your friend is right." He slid down the bar to join the pair. “I've heard the girls are having their own private parties, if you know what I mean." he smirked a bit

"Oh come on," Greg shook his head, "that's bullshit, everyone would notice that."

The newcomer shook his head. "I'm not talking about huge house parties, think small gatherings, all girls, all very hush-hush." He put a finger to his lips, before taking a drink of his beer.

"What are you saying?" Jim asked, turning to face him. "Some kind of lesbian cult is taking over the school?"

"No!" he looked back at Jim like he was crazy. “I'm not saying that. But, something is going on with the girls at the university."

"Who are you anyway?" Greg asked, realizing this man was a stranger.

"My name's Ted, and I'm a guy on campus just like the both of you are." he pointed to Greg and Jim in turn. “Have you noticed the way the women are acting? They keep to themselves, are avoiding public social situations, missing a lot of class, and dressing weird."

"What do you mean by weird?" Jim said furring his brow. “None of the women in my communications class looked weird to me, and I just came from there."

"Have you ever seen so many skirts on campus?" Ted paused to take a drink as he let it sink in. “Especially with winter blowing in."

“Now that you mention it…" Jim thought back to his last class and the rest of his day on campus.

Greg shrugged. "I figured it was just a fad. I remember my freshman year and all the women were wearing pink sneakers for some reason."

"Oh yeah," Jim nodded, “I remember that!"

Ted shook his head. "A bunch of girls wearing pink sneakers is a little different than none of the girls wearing pants."

Before Jim could reply to that, he noticed another friend entertaining the bar. "Wait a minute, Aidan has a girl," He waved to his friend. "Hey, Aidan, over here!"

Aidan waved back and joined the small gathering at the bar.

"Hey Jim," he shook hands, "are you trying to get a party started?"

"Not on a Tuesday, we're just chilling, this is Greg and Ted."

"Hey." Aidan sat down and ordered a gin and tonic.

Jim waited until his friend was served. "So, Aidan, how are things with Julie?"

A flash of concern showed on his face. "What do you mean?"

Greg and Ted exchanged a look.

Jim shrugged. "You know man, any changes in the relationship?"

"Not in the relationship, no." he drained about half his drink in one go.

“I see." Jim nodded towards Ted. "Ted here thinks there is something strange going on with the girls in school. She hadn't joined a cult or anything, right?"

“Hey!" Ted snapped back, "I never used the word cult."

"I wouldn't know about other women on campus, I don't have wandering eyes."

Jim nodded. "Yeah, I get that, but what about Julie?"

Aidan slowly turned to face Jim, his eyes almost boring holes into the young man. "What about her?"

"I, ah…" Jim couldn't face the stare and looked away, “Is there anything, uhh…"

"She's fine, we're fine." Aidan slammed back the rest of his drink and left cash on the bar. "If the ladies are avoiding you, you should worry about yourselves."

Aidan got up and left the bar without another word. The three men were left a little perplexed by his actions and drank quietly for a few moments.

“You know, I think he knows more than he's saying." Ted said after some time had passed.

“Yeah well, at least he's still got his girl." Greg said with a small sigh.

***

Tara paused by a display case, looking at her reflection rather than the objects inside. Her facial features had changed slightly. Tara was still recognizable to anyone who knew her, but she relied less on makeup to hide her masculine features these days. She smiled at her reflection, then continued on her way down the dorm hall. Tara knocked on door 337 and a moment later it opened.

“There you are!" Ryan smiled and stepped back to let her in, “I was starting to wonder if you got lost on your way."

“Sorry, just as I was about to walk out the door my brother needed help with something." Tara closed the door behind her. “Is Tyler here?"

“Nah, he's got a lab followed by practice. He won't be back until after dinner at the earliest. That's kind of why I asked if you wanted to come over today to hang out."

Tara smiled and sat down on the edge of Ryan's bed. “I've got nothing against Tyler, he's always treated me decent, at least, but I'm glad it's just the two of us, there's something I need to, ah, discuss with you."

Ryan sat down next to her on his bed. “Is it serious?"

“Sort of, yeah." She reached out and took Ryan by the hands. “Ever since we met, you've always been so good to me. I mean it." She added when she saw the look on his face. “I love the way you make me feel."

Ryan gave her hands a squeeze. “I know we've kind of been going around in circles on whether we're friends or something more for a while now. Is this about that?"

“In a way. Something happened to me a few weeks ago, and I've been going through some… changes since then."

“What, did you switch up your HRT or something?"

Tara chuckled, “No, this happened to me out of the blue, and to most of the women on campus, I think."

“Wait, you mean those things people have been whispering about."

“Probably, what have you heard?"

“I mean, mostly just how the women on campus were kind of sticking to themselves, other than going to class."

“Anything else?"

“I heard this one rumor, but it's insane. I'm pretty sure Hurley was just stoned out of his mind and imagined it."

“Humor me, what did he see?"

“He said he saw a pair of girls through a partially closed door, and they were, well, going at it, but they had, um well…" He flushed deeply, embarrassed to say it in front of Tara.

“Hurley may very well have been stoned, but that doesn't mean he didn't see it."

“I mean…you aren't the only transwoman on campus, I guess it could be…"

“It's not like that. You see something happened, maybe it's aliens, or maybe it's magic. All I know is to me, it's a miracle." Tara gave his hands a firm squeeze. “Just listen, ok?."

Ryan nodded slowly.

“Whatever happened, it made the women on campus, well, grow dicks. I'm not joking. More than that, they aren't exactly human ones either. And their lady parts, well, they changed to match."

“Are you…"

“The thing is, I was a woman who already had one, but I managed to grow something else instead." she saw the look on his face. “It's just going to be easier to show you."

Tara stood up and reached for the button on her skirt. With a slight blush on her face she dropped her skirt to the floor. She hadn't bothered with underwear, as this was her intention in coming to see Ryan today.

“Holy fuck…"

“I know, it's impressive, but that's not what's important." Tara reached down and lifted her boy junk up and to the side, showing off her equine slit.

Ryan's eyes were wide as he just stared at both sets of genitals.

“Ryan, I know we've been nervous about taking the next step in our relationship." she wrapped her arms around her body, “And I really want to. I like you, a lot but I couldn't hide this from you. I understand if it's too much but I-"

Tara was cut off as Ryan stood up and wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. It felt so warm and so right in his arms. Tara started to cry and she pulled Ryan tight against her body.

“If it wasn't clear, I want to be with you." Ryan whispered in her ear softly. “I think I always have, I was just…nervous I'd say something stupid."

Tara smiled through her tears. “How do you feel now?"

“I feel it's going to be disappointing for you when I drop my pants now." He smiled back.

Tara shook her head and laughed softly before she leaned in for a kiss. It started soft and unsure, but they both soon found themselves melting into it. Things rapidly progressed from there, and before she knew it, Tara was stripped down to just her socks while being face down, ass up on Ryan's bed. She was moaning into his pillow as she was eaten out for the first time. Ryan was behind her, spreading her pussy wide to get in deep. Tara could feel her entire body quivering with pleasure. She had fooled around with her slit not long after she got one, but her fingers were no match for Ryan's tongue.

Tara was so blitzed out on the pleasure she didn't even notice the twitch in her anus. The skin around it started to darken, soon matching the dark brown color of her pussy and balls. Then it started to swell, the skin growing thick and puffy. Ryan didn't notice it at first. His eyes were closed as he focused on 'breaking in' Tara's new equipment. But when his nose brushed against the puffy ring, both of them noticed.

It sent the final shock through Tara's system that pushed her over the peak. She had Ryan's pillow in a death-grip as her orgasm rocketed through her body. Tara's pussy leaked juices down her legs and onto the sheets. Her already hard cock also leaked a squirt of precum on to them as well.

As Tara recovered her senses, she became aware of there being something new between her ass cheeks. Ryan leaned back and whipped his mouth on the back of his arm. He stared at the dark brown donut.

“I, ah, guess you weren't done changing." he said softly.

Tara lifted herself up on her hands and looked back at her now boyfriend. “What, what is it?"

“You know how your junk looks like a horse's?"

“Yeah?"

“Umm, your asshole now looks like one too."

“Really? It feels kind of strange, not as strange as suddenly having a pussy felt but still."

Ryan gently ran his finger along the rubbery flesh. Tara immediately shivered.

“Sorry!"

“N-no, it's not bad, I'm just getting used to it. You can touch it some more, if you'd like."

Ryan slowly ran his finger over the donut, gingerly inspecting it.

“It doesn't weird you out?" There was a bit of worry in her voice.

“After everything you already showed me, not really. And besides, I kinda expected there would be some anal play if I ever got up the guts to date you." he admitted.

Tara blushed slightly, but quickly smiled. “There's no reason there can't still be, if you want."

It was Ryan's turn to blush. He hesitated for a moment, but then leaned forward and kissed the donut softly.

“I'll take that as a yes." Tara giggled before pulling away to roll over. “Hey, I think you're a little overdressed. Why don't you fix that?"

Ryan smiled before pulling off his t-shirt and tossing it to the floor. “Oh, I should put a sock on the doorknob, you know, just in case."

Tara giggled again as she nodded. She watched intently as her now boyfriend sat down on his roommate's bed for a second to pull off his socks. She still couldn't believe this was happening. It was just as magical as her transformation had been from her perspective. Ryan cracked the door just enough to slip one of his socks over the doorknob and quickly closed the door and double checked that it was locked. He then proceeded to drop his jeans and shorts to the floor. Tara's smile widened when she saw his cock at full attention. There was no doubt he wanted this.

She reached up and pulled him down on top of her body, loving how it felt when her breasts flattened against his chest. His lips found hers and soon she was tasting herself in his mouth as they deeply and passionately kissed. In the midst of their passion, Tara started to feel something poking her right at the base of her spine. She tried to wiggle around, but it wasn't helping.

“Mmmm, hold on…" she broke the kiss, “something's poking me…"

Ryan rolled to the side and Tara reached underneath her lower back.

“What the…What is that?" she sounded more than a little surprised

“Huh? What did you find?" Ryan was curious because of her reaction.

“It's not the bed, it's me!" she turned over on her stomach, “here, look."

Ryan ran his eyes down her back, and they stopped just shy of her butt. There was a small little nub that seemed to be slowly growing and twitching slightly. He reached out and gently touched it.

“Does it hurt?"

“No, but that tickles!" she rolled her back away and faced him. “What do you think it is?"

“I don't know, but…" Ryan trailed off.

“Come on, tell me. It can't be any weirder than what's already happened to me."

“What if it's a tail?"

“A tail?" she blinked. “Um…that's not something I was expecting, but then again what the hell do I even expect anymore."

“Yeah, I get that." Ryan rubbed the back of his head. “Um, do you want to stop or-"

He was cut off by Tara's lips smashing back against his. Ryan took that as her answer and quickly pulled her tight against his body. As they kissed the new tail slowly lengthened.

***

Audrey shifted on the couch again. Every time she would get comfortable, Audrey would forget about what she could only guess was a growing tail. Then she would move in a way that would remind her the bump was there. She let out a frustrated sigh and got up from the couch and stalked to the kitchen. The tail poked out from the waistband of the gym shorts she was currently wearing. Audrey was fairly certain it was longer than it had been when she first tried to sit on the couch to do her assigned reading.

She had taken the day off of classes as she had no idea how to hide the growing stalk of flesh. It also would annoyingly twitch every so often. Audrey leaned over the counter and opened her book back up and scanned to find where she had left off. Even if this was not the most comfortable position to read, it let her ignore her tail. Audrey's phone dinged with a text message, and she pulled it out of her pocket. Seeing it was from Chelsea she went to read it immediately.

Hey, I'm out at the grocery store

Do you need anything?

I think we're running low on coffee

Other than that I just want something

to make this tail less annoying.

I know, mine has been twitching

like crazy

I hope nobody notices it through my

coat.

Maybe get some ice cream

To help alleviate the suffering

Lol, I'll get some

see you in a bit

Audrey placed her phone down on the counter and returned to her book. She was getting wrapped up in the reading and leaned over a bit closer. Suddenly she felt a very strange sensation, but it wasn't from her tail, but below it. Audrey paused her reading and looked back over her shoulder reflexively. She then felt it again, a tingle right around her anus. At first Audrey wondered if she just needed to use the bathroom, but she felt nothing moving in her gut. The sensation returned, more intense this time. It felt like it was swelling. It was uncomfortable, but it wasn't painful. She left her book and went to go to her room. As she walked things rubbed together in a way that was somehow both annoying and stimulating. Audrey could feel her cock starting to rouse from whatever was happening.

“Oh god, not now!" she muttered under her breath as she pushed open her door.

Audrey pushed the shorts down over her now full and curvy hips and stepped out of them. She reached behind and felt something. It was slightly rubbery and puffy and even more sensitive than she had realized. Audrey let out a sigh as the sensation went up her spine and made her fledgling tail twitch. She tried to twist her body to look behind her, but even with the mirror it wasn't working. Frustrated with everything, she bent over with her rear to the mirror and spread her cheeks, inspecting what was there as best as she could upside down.

“What. The. Actual. Fuck?"

Audrey stared dumbfounded at the sight. She didn't need to look this up online. No, Audrey already had enough experience looking at horse genitals to know what she was looking at. She was now sporting a donut like anus of a horse. The color was a perfect match to her cock and pussy, in fact it even seemed to be connected together along with her taint, only furthering the equine nature of it. Audrey slowly started to straighten back up. She sat down on the edge of her bed, trying to ignore the new sensations her donut was sending up to her brain.

When is this going to stop? She looked down to her jockstrap. As if this wasn't already too much to handle… she pulled the material to one side, letting her growing cock fall out. And why does it have to feel so good? Is it like that for guys? How can they get anything done all day without stroking it constantly? Audrey slowly slid her hand up and down her shaft.

The only way it was going to go down was if she blew her load and she knew it. She laid down on the bed and slowly stroked her shaft with one hand, while the other massaged her heavy balls gently. As much as she wanted to just be a normal boring looking woman again, deep down she realized she would miss her male additions if they were to go away.

Her hand slipped down from her balls to gently caress her latest feature. The thought of anal play had never entered Audrey's mind before. But now that she had a donut and couldn't ignore it, thoughts were entering her mind. She moistened her finger in her mouth then gently ran it along the circumference. She shivered slightly at the new sensations. It only spurred her inherently curious mind to continue. She gently pinched the sides of it and arched her back slightly and a drop of precum squeezed out of the tip of her cock.

I'm…I'm going to make a mess…I better head to the bathroom!

Audrey quickly jumped up from her bed and rushed to the bathroom. She stripped off the rest of her clothes and hopped into the shower. Though it wasn't as comfortable as lying on her bed, she managed to make things work. She stroked her long thick equine shaft with her left hand, while her right explored her puffy gray donut. Audrey didn't bother to stifle her moans of pleasure any more and just let the feelings flow.

She tentatively pushed her finger into the puffy ring. Audrey bit her lip as she slowly worked it in. She was barely past her first knuckle when she felt her balls start to contract. With a loud moan she started to orgasm. She was experienced enough at this point to aim her cock down towards the drain. Her finger was stuck as she clamped down with her climax. It took several moments and a few deep breaths before she could work her finger back out. It made an audible pop as it came free.

Audrey leaned against the shower wall and caught her breath, before reaching out to turn on the shower. As she took the hand sprayer off the hook and started to wash her spent seed down the drain she couldn't help but wonder if Chelsea would soon have a donut of her own.

***

Chelsea slipped her phone back into her coat pocket after texting her roommate. She started to push her cart down the aisle, mentally running through her own grocery list trying to see if she was missing anything.

I think I have everything I came for other than milk. So I guess it's just coffee and ice cream I need.

Chelsea could smell the coffee before she could see it. She inhaled deeply as she turned the corner of the aisle and smiled. With Audrey and her spending more time in the apartment they had burned through the coffee quicker than usual. Chelsea decided it made sense to get the bigger bag of coffee, assuming this trend would continue. Of course, the brand and size she wanted had to be on the bottom shelf. She bent low to reach down and grab a bag, but that's when several things happened at once.

A pair of young men with a case of cheap beer were coming up the aisle. One of them paused when he saw Chelsea's well curved butt on display. And just as he drew his friend's attention to it was when her tail popped out of hiding.

“What the hell is that!" the man holding the case of beer said in a loud voice.

Chelsea snapped back up, nearly dropping the bag of coffee. She looked nervously at the two men.

“Ex-excuse me…" she stuttered out, quickly moving to put the coffee in her cart and leave.

“You've got something back there beside that nice ass, what is it?" The one with beer said accusingly.

She tried to push her cart, but the other man grabbed it and stopped it from moving.

He glared at her as he held the cart. "No, you tell us what the hell that was first!"

“Please, just leave me alone!"

The three of them were too distracted to notice a fourth person approaching. A young woman with a half full cart came rushing down and slammed into the man keeping Chelsea's cart from moving.

“Ow! What the fuck!"

“Oh I'm so sorry, I was checking my shopping list on my phone. You know, it's not a good idea to block the aisle."

The young man swore at her under his breath as he limped away and his friend with the beer followed, laughing at him. Chelsea let out a long slow breath.

“Are you ok hun?" the woman asked.

“Yeah, I think so. Did you…"

“Ram that jerk on purpose? You better believe it." she smirked a little. “I was getting some tea when I saw what happened."

Chelsea could tell by scent this woman shared her current problem.

“Thank you, I wasn't expecting something like that would happen. The damn thing must have gotten longer since I got out of class." Chelsea tugged her coat down as far as it could go.

“Yeah, I know the feeling." she sighed. “I've been trying to get something organized for, lets say, girls like us. Oh, I'm Summer Hooper, by the way." she said, offering her hand.

Chelsea shook her hand. “Nice to meet you, I'm Chelsea. I guess we can't exactly go to student services about things as they are, so that's probably a good idea."

“If you'd like, Chelsea, I can take your email and add you to the mailing list I'm putting together. I don't know if this will just be online or in person just yet, but we need some kind of support structure."

“Yeah, sure, is my school email ok?"

“That's what most girls are using. Here, let me open the contact list and I'll let you add it." After tapping on her screen a few times, Summer handed her phone to Chelsea.

“I have a roommate, I'll pass on what you're trying to start up to her as well." she said as she typed in her email.

“That sounds great." she smiled and nodded. “Do you feel ok finishing up your shopping on your own?"

“I think so," Chelsea handed back her phone, “but thank you."

“No problem. Have a good night!"

“You too!" Chelsea replied with a smile. I'm glad Summer showed up when she did. And I think she's onto something. I know I'm not alone, but I could use someone else to talk about these things with.

***

Doctor Lara Vasseur was alone in her office as the sun was rapidly setting outside. She preferred to not bring work home with her if she could avoid it, especially after a day of teaching. Lara was looking forward to some mulled wine and reading a trashy novel by her fireplace. In the meantime, she sat at her desk with her relic of a laptop and a pad of paper. She wasn't a Luddite like many in her field, she just didn't see a need in replacing the laptop as long as it met her needs. As for the piece of paper, translation just came easier to Lara with a pencil on paper. And having a grad student meant she didn't even need to transcribe it herself to the computer when she was done.

The most confusing part of the translation of the inscriptions was the mix of language and symbols on them. This was not a Rosetta Stone type of situation, where the same information was repeated in different languages. One needed an understanding of several ancient languages just to understand the information. The information itself seemed to point to some kind of fertility cult. It was as Lara scribbled out some sentence structure on her notepad it suddenly reminded her of something from her past. She remembered the story her grandfather, Jean-Yves Vasseur, had told her.

Jean-Yves wasn't an archaeologist. He described himself as an adventurer, and many of her colleagues would deride him and raise hell for disturbing sites and pocketing pieces of history that belonged in museums. Laura knew he didn't do such things out of malice, he was just a curious man who loved to explore the world and its past. She was quite sure it was her grandfather that set her on her own path and academic career. Laura placed a hand over her chest and felt the small charm that always hung on her chest, usually nestled in her cleavage.

Laura gently removed the chain and charm from her neck and laid it down on the pad of paper. She then pulled open a drawer and rummaged around until she found a magnifying glass. Laura turned on her desk lamp and leaned in close, trying to make out the tiny inscription.

“Tenendum est lora, saltem benedictio eius silvestres" she muttered softly before quickly writing it down. “One must hold the reins, lest her blessing run wild."

Laura stared down at the charm. She remembered the wild story her grandfather had told her, of what he called a 'witches' den', decorated with art he would not share the description of with a young lady. Laura leaned back in her chair.

Could Grand-père have stumbled onto some place related to this fertility cult? And I've been carrying this relic around my neck for…more years than I'd care to admit. Speaking of fertility cults, I never had any trouble attracting partners. God, what am I saying? It's not a lucky charm, just a memento from Grand-père. Still, if it is connected, should I catalog it and put it in a box downstairs? Laura lifted up the charm and stared at it. In the end she decided to slip it back around her neck. For now, I'll just keep it here. She patted her chest softly.

It felt almost wrong to her to not have the charm resting against her chest. Laura decided that was enough for one day and started to pack up for the night. Closing her computer down and gathering her bag and coat. As Laura went to flick off the lights to her office, she looked back at the pad of paper sitting on her desk.

Maybe I should discuss things with Audrey. I have a feeling she will be less critical of Grand-père than my peers.

With a soft sigh Laura turned off the light and locked her office door for the night.

***

Ryan had opened the small dorm's window to help air out his dorm. He shivered a bit, but welcomed the fresh air. After his afternoon with Tara the room reeked of sex. Not that Ryan was complaining, but he had a lot more to do than just spraying some fabric refresher on the bed.

“So Tyler will be back after dinner, right?" Tara asked as she finished getting dressed.

Her skirt rode a little low in the back for her tail. It was much longer after their romp, and was just starting to grow a few long silky hairs, matching the hair on Tara's head.

“Yeah, I'll probably head out to get some food once I finish cleaning up," he looked over at the stained sheets on his bed, “I'll have to run down to the hall laundry tool before I go to bed tonight.

“Rather than that, why don't you come to my place for dinner? You can use our washer and meet my brother."

“I appreciate the offer, but I wouldn't want to crash a family dinner." Ryan said as he started to strip his bed.

“Nonsense, we'd enjoy the company. Also, you could also spend the night, if you'd like." she smiled and batted her long eyelashes at him.

“Um…let me get my laundry bag." Ryan quickly balled up his stained sheets.

"And don't forget your toothbrush." Tara smiled.

Chapter 6

Summer was alone in one of the student resource rooms in Kline Hall. She was just finishing setting up folding chairs when there was a knock at the door. As summer looked up the door cracked open and a head popped in.

“Hey, is this the, um, meeting for women with, ah, you know…"

“Yes, please come in." She smiled warmly as she moved towards the door. “My name is Summer, I'm the organizer of this, I guess you could call it a support group."

“Hi Summer, it's nice to meet you in person. I'm Kaylee, by the way."

“Welcome Kaylee. We'll get started once more people arrive."

Just as Summer finished speaking, the door slowly opened again. This time it was a pair of young women.

“Is this the place for the, uh, meeting?"

“Mack, Diane, you did come." Kaylee smiled at her teammates.

“Yeah well, we couldn't leave our teammate on her own." Mack said with a bit of a sheepish smile."

“You are both welcome, come on in and get settled."

“You're Summer, right?" Diane asked.

“That's me." She shook hands with both women. “Maybe I should have gotten name tags, I feel I'm going to be introducing myself a lot."

That earned a small chuckle from the other three women. It took a while as the women filtered into the room. Honestly, Summer was impressed just how many showed up.

“Ok, I think we're ready to get started." Summer said as she closed the door. “I want to thank everyone for showing up, I know we're all going through a lot right now." She moved towards the circle of chairs that had been set up. “We've all got the same things between our legs, so there's no need to be embarrassed about it." Summer took her seat. “So with that said, I'd like to open the floor on the first meeting of Helping Others Overcome Very Equine Situations."

“Wait a minute," Audrey interrupted, “Helping Others Overcome Very Equine Situations, h,o,o, v, e, s…That's H.O.O.V.E.S."

"Seriously?" Chelsea said from next to Audrey. “You made an acronym!"

Summer blushed slightly. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. I grew up around charities and service organizations, it's just second nature to me at this point."

Abby let out a loud sigh. “Let's forget about the silly name, we've got more important things to worry about."

“Yeah," Kattie let out a long sigh as she tried to discreetly adjust herself. “like how we can't just stay locked up in our rooms all the time. Even the most oblivious men on campus are starting to notice we're never around."

“But what else can we do? When I get…aroused, I can't hide it." Cheryl blushed redder than her lipstick. “It won't just go away on its own either. If I'm home I can deal with it but out on campus…"

More than a few of the women gave knowing looks, having been in the same situation themselves.

“Alright," Summer said, taking control of the meeting back, “let's start with that then. If we are stuck outside with an, ahem, emergency, where are some safe places we can deal with it?"

“I mean, at this point any other woman in the ladies room is going to understand the situation." Rachel replied with a shrug.

“Yeah but, what if you can't get to a restroom before you're lifting up your skirt?" Her roommate Jordyn shook her head. “Not to mention I think the, ah, more mature women on campus aren't changing like us. People like teachers and staff. It might not always be wise to just rub one out in a stall."

“That's a good point," Summer nodded, “so, where are some other secluded places on campus? Anyone have anything?"

“I know it's cold out, but because of that there's never anyone under the bleachers by Chenery Field." Mack spoke up. “We've ducked under there more than once since this started. Just use your shoes to kick dirt and gravel over your load when you're done, nobody wants to step in it."

The other members of the field hockey team in attendance chuckled at the remark.

“Well, that's one place. Anyone have any other spots?" Summer said as she typed the info into her tablet.

“Are you writing this down?" Laura asked, leaning forward.

“Yes, there are plenty of women on the mailing list who aren't here for the meeting. I still want to keep them in the loop."

“Oh, yeah," Laura nodded, “that makes sense."

“There's another spot I know about," Kirsten spoke in a soft voice, “it's a little creepy but it's easy to clean up."

“We'll take what we can get, go on." Summer encouraged her.

“Do you guys know about the old pool?" the goth asked, looking around the circle of women.

Chelsea blinked. “What?"

“Yeah, decades ago there was a pool on the ground floor of the Phipps Building. When they built the new sports complex in the 70's they closed it off. Eventually they just filled it in with concrete and now use it as storage."

“I've never heard about that," Chelsea said, leaning towards her, "hell that was before my parents' time here. How did you find out?"

“You're not the only one with a legacy at Silver Mountain." Kirsten smirked. “My grandfather was here when the old pool was shut down. Apparently it was a thing to sneak in and screw around in the drained pool. Anyway, they never bothered to tear out the attached showers, the water even still works.

Laura raised an eyebrow. “Aren't they locked or something?"

“No, well, not as long as the building is open." Kirsten shrugged. “I said the room is for storage, but it's mostly empty, the school never came up with a good use for the space, I think. Anyway, you can do your thing then quickly wash it down the drain. Oh, but it is an old fashioned shower, so no partitions or curtains are there so, yeah."

“Those places are great and all," Jordyn said with a bit of a sigh, “but unless you're near the field or Phipps Building they're useless."

Audrey cleared her throat. “It may be a bit risky, but sometimes the janitorial staff forgets to lock supply closets." all eyes were on her as she continued. “I have some, ah, first hand experience." Audrey blushed slightly. “You can lock the door to keep anyone you don't want out of there, and the one I was in had a drain and faucet for a mop bucket so we, er, I cleaned up with that."

Daisy made it a point to look away from Audrey as her checks started to blush a bit.

“It's all over if the janitor comes back with their keys to return the mop, but better than an abandoned classroom, I guess." Jordyn shrugged her shoulders.

“That's a few places at least. Try to keep an eye out and share them with me so I can add them to the list." Summer said as she quickly typed away on her tablet.

“This is a little adjacent to that problem," Mack said in an uncharacteristically low voice, “when we're done with getting off, alone or otherwise, and we can't just take a shower what do we do to um…hide the smell? I know I've caught a few boys sniffing the air as I went by, though they didn't realize it was me."

“I started carrying around a travel pack of wipes to give it a quick cleaning before it goes down, if that helps." Abby offered.

“It helps to clean up," Cheryl added, “but the stuff is, well, musky as hell."

“Yeah, and smelling it on another girl can, you know…" Laura trailed off.

“Yeah, we know." Rachel and Jordyn replied in unison

“Have you tried peppermint oil?" Chelsea offered.

“What, is this some essential oil bullshit?" Kirsten glared over at her.

“Yes and no. Look, I'm not saying it will cure a cold or anything, but it smells nice and it helps to cover the musky smell, or at least hide it from the males on campus. More importantly, it's easy to find and not that expensive, even Boxmart has it."

“I might have to run out and get some myself after the meeting." Summer smiled, “thanks for sharing. This is why it's so important we be there for each other. The simple solution you find could be a godsend to the rest of us."

“I get that we're talking about ways to deal with things, but we're missing the bigger issue here." Daisy shook her head. “It's not going away and things are only getting worse. I'm growing a tail now for god's sake!"

“She's right," Kaylee looked down at the floor, “what's next? Hooves? A fucking horse face?" She hugged herself tightly and started to hyperventilate.

“Hey, calm down!" Dannie said as she reached out for her teammate's shoulder.

“No, let her get it out." Summer said as she got up to move to Dannie's side. “We're all afraid about what will happen next and what's going to happen to us, ever since things started getting weird. I know we are all scared, denying that won't help us."

As Summer comforted the woman and slowly brought her back down, the rest of the gathering sat lost in their own thoughts on the matter. Audrey's mind went back over the last few weeks. She couldn't forget the day everything started. The day would've been memorable to her even without her bodily changes. Her time spent sorting the artifacts in the musty basement felt like she was really doing something in her chosen path for the first time.

“I, ah, have a question for everyone here, if they don't mind sharing." Kattie broke the silence. “I've been trying to figure out exactly where and when everything started. I don't know if it will really help, but I thought knowing more details would make me feel better at least."

There was some murmuring among the other women.

“Yeah, maybe that would be helpful. I certainly remember the day things started to change, better than my last birthday party." Jordyn said with a slight nod.

“That's an easy bar to clear." Rachel added and got a few chuckles.

“Ok, let me get a spreadsheet open on my phone so I can gather all the data." Kattie said as she rummaged through her bag.

Audrey paid close attention as the girls gave details about when and where their changes started. She wasn't writing them down or anything, but she always had an analytical mind. Every single instance happened after she had felt that strange feeling in her gut down in the basement of the Calumet Building weeks ago. Even the ones on the same day as Audrey were much later in the day.

"For me it was after I got home and started to have some dinner with Audrey." Chelsea said as she recounted. " Around seven or so, I guess. The morning after I thought Audrey had given it to me like a cold, but it seemed to be everywhere the next day so I don't know."

Audrey felt slightly uncomfortable as everyone turned to look at her. She was the only one left and Kattie was looking at her expectantly.

"I, ah, yeah, same day as Chelsea, obviously." She fidgeted a bit. "I started to change when I took a shower, some time after five, maybe five-thirty?"

"Yeah, but weren't you feeling strange at lunch?" Chelsea asked.

"Yeah but, that could have just been hunger throwing me off. I didn't start feeling…arousal, until after that."

"Wait, that is way earlier than anyone else on day one," Kattie said as she looked over her spreadsheet, "even if you ignore how you felt at lunch."

"Somebody here had to be first, it doesn't mean she was the first on campus." Summer said, looking around the room.

"That is true." Audrey said it, but she didn't really believe it herself. "I would be interested in the data once you collect more."

"Oh, sure thing. Another set of eyes might catch something I miss." Kattie said as she tapped on her phone. "I'll see if I can get some info from the mailing list to get a better pool."

"I have a question," Dannie asked, "What happens when people start to find out about us?"

"I think it depends on the man," Abby said, "my boyfriend knows, and he has stood by me. He even opened up to me more because of it. Our relationship is stronger for it."

"Yeah, Kyle has been great to me too." Laura replied then chuckled a bit. “Hell, he's only gotten better in the sack since things started getting weird."

"I'm glad to hear your partners are being supportive. But, not every man will react the same way, or woman for that matter." Summer sighed, "I'm worried about someone getting hurt, so it's important to be careful when bringing someone in on what's going on."

"I'm more worried we're going to be carted off in black vans with federal plates never to be seen again." Kirsten said, sinking back into her chair.

Her somber mood quickly spread to the other women in the room. It was something that Audrey had yet to consider, but given the circumstances she could see her life devolving into an episode of the X-Files in the blink of an eye. Looking around she could guess the other women were thinking the same thing. Summer sighed deeply as she searched for the right words.

“I understand your fear, Kirsten, and I wouldn't say it's entirely unfounded. I don't know what is going to happen. All I do know is it should be us making the decision about how and where we come out. If it's public enough we can't just disappear as easily, after all." Summer saw a few nervous looks at the mention of going public. “Regardless, it's not something we are going to do today. Right now it's about being there for each other, helping one another out as we figure this situation out." Her little speech seemed to calm down the growing tension, but Summer was well aware it was far from gone. “I think we're almost out of time for today, is there anything else anyone wants to say, or have any questions to ask before we close for the week?"

Mack cleared her throat before speaking up. “This might seem a little off topic, but since the entire field hockey team is like us I guess it's sort of relevant. This Saturday is the last game of the season. I think it would mean a lot to my teammates if you would consider attending the game."

“Yeah, maybe people will just think our tails are us showing a little Stallion Pride." Kaylee said with a little chuckle.

“We are all going a little stir-crazy at this point. I'll mention it on the mailing list. With enough of us there it should both show support for our, um, Lady Stallions, and give us a safe activity." Summer sighed, “I used to think calling the women's teams Lady Stallions was dumb. Kind of ironic that it fits us now." That got a few chuckles from the gathered women. “I guess we will end things here. Don't be shy about contacting me if you have any ideas, problems, or just need someone to talk to, and be sure to tell the other women on campus about H.O.O.V.E.S."

Summer stayed until everyone had left and made sure the room was back in the same state she had found it in. As she slid the cart of folding chairs back into the closet, she was thinking back about what Kirsten had said. Summer realized her fear was more than justified.

I know we said we should all come out together…I still think it's the right thing to do. I just know we're going to need some help in coming out publicly. There's no way I'm ready to say anything to mom and dad just yet, but maybe I need to give Uncle Joe a call and talk about a few things with him.

***

Ever since the first H.O.O.V.E.S. meeting Audrey had been thinking about exactly what had happened on the day that everything got weird. She checked back with Kattie on her research. Even after reaching out to more women, it was looking like Audrey was the first one to experience the strange transformations. No one else had felt the same strange sensation Audrey had in that old basement either. That was unique to her. Her analytical mind was in conflict with itself. Everything pointed to Audrey being at the root of this. But it can't be magic, it was impossible. But how could science explain what was happening to Audrey? It was easy to say there are no such things as gods and magic before she grew a horse tail over her rear. The thoughts consumed her, even as she entered Dr. Vasseur's office.

“Morning," Audrey said halfheartedly as she closed the door behind her.

Dr. Vasseur immediately picked up that something was wrong with her grad student. “Audrey, are you alright?"

“Honestly no." she said as she unzipped her heavy winter coat.

“Do you need to see a counselor, or maybe a doctor?" Dr. Vasseur asked as she got up from her chair and walked to her side, “Just looking at you makes me worried."

Audrey felt a little shiver as her mentor drew close, but she pushed the feeling aside. “Actually, I, I think you're the one I need to talk to about…it."

“Me?" her eyes started to get hard, “Is someone in the department harassing you?"

“No! No, please, Dr. Vasseur, Can we just sit down and talk about, uh, stuff."

Dr. Vasseur let out a long sigh. “If you are calling me that instead of boss lady, I know you're serious. Sit down, I'll get us some coffee."

“You, ah, might want to lock the door too."

“Alright…" She locked the door before returning to her desk, handing Audrey her cup of black coffee on the way.

“Thank you." Audrey replied before taking a sip. “Something happened a while ago on campus. I don't know if you've noticed anything strange going on."

“Although I spend most of my time cooped up in here, I've heard some chatter from some of the other professors with larger class loads. Something about the female students on campus acting strangely."

“Yeah, it's about that." Audrey took a long sip of her coffee to steady herself. “I don't know what is happening to us, but I think I might be the cause of it."

The older woman raised an eyebrow. “And what is it, exactly?"

“We're…changing. You must have started to notice some of the changes in me. You noticed I was taller just the other day, right?"

“I mean, I figured I was just mistaken about that…"

“What about how well I'm filling out my sweatshirt these days?" She ran her hands over her once baggy sweatshirt. “I used to barely even need a bra, now look at me."

“I ah…" Dr. Vasseur blushed slightly, “I honestly didn't notice until you pointed it out to me."

“Just being curvier isn't the real issue." Audrey chugged down the remaining coffee and slowly stood up. “I think even I could just deal with that. The really strange part. Hell, you wouldn't believe me if I just told you." She placed her now empty mug on the desk and stood up. “As embarrassing this is, I trust you.'' She stood up and walked to the door. She pulled the shade down over the frosted glass widow. “It'll just save us both a lot of time if I show you."

“Audrey, what are you talking about? And what the hell are you doing?" Her eyes went wide as she watched her grad student start to push her pants down .

Audrey continued, her mind already set on what she was doing. Not wanting Dr. Vasseur to have any doubts or think this was some kind of sick joke, she went all the way, pushing down her makeshift undergarments along with her sweatpants. Oddly, Audrey didn't feel as embarrassed as she thought she would when first running the scenario in her head late last night. Dr. Vasseur stared slack jawed at the display. A large pair of dark gray balls hung below a matching equine sheath.

“There's more…" Audrey said softly as she turned to the side to show her dark brown horse tail growing out from the base of her spine.

“My, my god!" Dr. Vasseur slowly lifted herself out of her chair, leaning hard on her desk. “What? How?"

“If you are wondering, I didn't lose my other parts, though they are just as equine." Audrey lifted her male parts up and to the side briefly to prove her point. “

Dr. Vasseur felt a pull towards her grad student. She wasn't sure if it was just morbid curiosity or something else, but she moved out from behind her desk and towards Audrey.

“This all started the day you had me catalog the artifacts."

That seemed to snap Dr. Vasseur out of her trance. “The artifacts…I uh…would you mind pulling your pants back up? It's distracting."

Audrey nodded and reached down to pull her pants back up. Even with her nudity covered, Dr. Vasseur had some trouble pulling her eyes away from her student's crotch. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She walked back to her desk and Audrey followed a few steps behind her. Dr. Vasseur unlocked the bottom drawer of her desk and retrieved a pair of glasses and a small bottle of cognac.

“I think we are well past coffee at this point." she said as she opened the bottle.

Audrey just shrugged as her mentor poured the amber spirit into both glasses. Dr. Vasseur took a large sip and let the spirit roll around in her mouth as she eased back into her chair. After a sigh she adjusted her glasses and made eye contact with Audrey.

“I had actually planned to have a discussion with you about the artifacts, though I must say I find your claim that they are responsible for your situation rather curious, coming from someone like you."

“It's not easy for me to say as much." Audrey looked down at her glass. “The first night the changes began I even declared to my roommate that just because we don't know what is happening doesn't make it magic."

“There is always the quote from Arthur C. Clark." Dr. Vasseur swirled the cognac in her glass.

“Hmm?" Audrey looked up, slightly confused.

“You know, any sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic." She smiled slightly.

“I've heard the line before, I just didn't know who had said it." She took a sip of cognac and winced at the taste. “I truly hope that is the case, I don't need an existential crisis on top of everything else going on right now."

Dr. Vasseur nodded. “What evidence do you have that the artifacts had anything to do with your situation."

“One of the women in our support group started to gather data on the transformations, where and when they started. I was the first one to show any sign of transformation by a wide margin. You could argue the sample size, but every single woman she spoke to since had her changes start well after mine began."

“That may make you, for lack of a better term, patient zero, but that doesn't make what's sitting down in the basement responsible for any of it."

“Do you remember how I took a shot at translating one of the inscriptions?" Dr. Vasseur nodded. “This is going to sound so stupid, but my Latin was rusty so I sounded the words out loud while I was touching the damned thing and I felt…something."

Dr. Vasseur leaned forward slightly. “What, like a shock?"

“No, more like getting hit in the gut, then feeling your stomach fall away like on a swing." she shrugged her shoulders, “Sorry it's hard to explain, that's the best I can do."

The doctor took a small sip. “What happened next?"

“I chalked up the strange feeling to being hungry and since it was close to noon I took a lunch break." Audrey took a sniff from her glass, but didn't drink any. “I was hungry, but something felt off even after I finished my salad."

Dr. Vasseur leaned back and swirled the cognac in her glass. “Thinking back, you did seem a little jumpy that afternoon."

“It was less jumpy and more…" Audrey blushed deeply and immediately gulped down a good portion of her glass.

Dr. Vasseur rolled some cognac in her mouth before speaking. “I may be out of line here with this next question."

Audrey sighed. “I already dropped my pants and showed you my junk, I think out of line is out the window at this point."

She smiled slightly. “Fair enough. The feelings you were having, were they of a, ah, sexual nature?"

“You could say that." she sighed, then braved another sip of the cognac. “You could say we've all become a bit over sexed since things started. Maybe it's having two sets of sex organs, maybe it's just the size of them, who knows?"

“I'd like to show you something. Something I have had since…well long before you were born and we'll leave it at that."

Dr. Vasseur reached behind her neck and unfastened her necklace. She pulled the locket out from her cleavage and placed it gently on her desk onto a scrap of paper. Dr. Vasseur then pushed it towards Audrey.

“This was a gift from my grandfather. He was a bit of an explorer, you could say, and he brought this back with him."

“Oh?" Audrey placed her glass down.

“Yes, he sparked my own interest in archaeology, That's one of the reasons I always wear this." she tapped the amulet as she spoke.

Audrey leaned forward and inspected the amulet. “Where did he find this?"

“I'm not entirely sure, but it had to be somewhere in the mountains of France. Grand-père would only give me so many details. He called the place a 'Witches' Den'."

Audrey smiled slightly. “The place really spooked him then?"

“It seemed so. He was light on the description of the place. Grand-père's excuse was that the decorations were too improper to describe to a lady. I read his journals after his passing and it didn't add much in the way of details. I think Grand-père knew I would read them some day and wanted me to stay away."

“One must…hold the reins, lest her blessing…run wild." She translated the inscription. “Hmmm, is it me or does this remind you of some of the artifacts?"

“Yes, however, it didn't occur to me at first. It wasn't until I was putting together a few emails and going over our translations that I remembered it was hanging around my neck."

Audrey rubbed her chin as she stared down at the amulet. “The dig site was nowhere near France though."

“No, it wasn't. Another reason it didn't click at first, but they could still be connected. We already suspected this was some kind of fertility cult, they could have moved about, especially if they were trying to avoid the spreading influence of the Church."

“Speaking of pagans, Epona was mentioned on that disk, and she is a Celtic deity if I recall correctly."

“Yes." Dr. Vasseur paused to finish her drink. “Specifically, the goddess of horses and fertility."

Audrey looked down at her lap. “That seems almost too on the nose for my situation."

She shrugged her shoulders. "It would seem so."

Audrey finished off her drink and let out a long sigh. "What do we do now?"

"Right now we need more information." Dr. Vasseur spoke as she collected the glasses and cognac bottle. “We don't know for sure that the artifacts are tied to your transformation. Though I'm not sure how we can test that ethically."

Audrey nodded as her eyes were drawn back to the amulet. "Hold the reins…Is that why?"

"Hmm? What was that?"

"I was just thinking about the meaning behind this inscription." Audrey pushed the necklace back to Dr. Vasseur. "You were wearing it on that day, right?"

"I wear it every day, so yes." She picked up the necklace and put it back around her neck. “Why, where are you going with this line of thought?"

"I'm not ready to say just yet." I don't think you're ready yet to know how much you affect me…I know I'm not ready to admit it. She thought.

"Yes well, I'd like to do some material analysis of the artifacts, but I don't want to send them away to the lab I would normally use."

"Yeah," Audrey looked to the window, “the last thing we need is this spreading outside of Silver Mountain."

"Indeed. I'll see what equipment I can find on campus. I do have a few friends outside the department that might be able to lend us a few things."

"At least this will give me some more hands-on experience." Audrey managed a smile.

***

Summer quickly ran a brush through her hair in front of her mirror. I guess this is the drawback of video calls as opposed to just making a phone call. She mused as she finished.

Her apartment was modest, but she liked it that way. Summer felt it helped keep her grounded, and besides she didn't need an entire house to herself just to attend university. She went to the small living room where her laptop was already waiting for her at the coffee table. She checked the time and decided to start the call. It didn't take long before the bespectacled face of her uncle was smiling back at her.

“Summer, good to see you. How is my alma mater treating you?"

“Hi Uncle Joe." she smiled widely. “I'm really glad you helped convince mom and dad to let me attend here."

“I know they wanted you to go to an Ivy League school, but where you wanted to go was more important. Besides, I never regretted going to Silver Mountain, and I think I've done ok for myself." Joe smirked into the camera.

Summer chuckled, “You could have gone to community college and still done well."

He laughed. “Perhaps, wealth and connections do go a long way. But still, the experience alone was worth it to me, and I did make more than a few good relationships and connections while I attended."

Summer's smile lessened. “That's sort of what I'd like to talk to you about, Uncle Joe."

“You're not having any trouble at school, are you?" he looked over the rim of his glasses at her.

Summer shook her head. “Not with my classes, no. My grades are good as always."

Joe tilted his head slightly. “Then what is it?"

“Something has happened to me, well, not just me. It's affected all the women here." she gestured around herself with her hands.

His face fell and became instantly serious. “What's going on?"

Summer took a deep breath. “This is harder to explain than I thought it would be. It all started, for me anyway, a couple of weeks ago when I got back to my apartment after my last class of the day. My body, it…it started to change."

“What?" Joe's brow furrowed. “Change? What do you mean?"

“Uncle Joe, you've been around horses before, right?"

He blinked at the seemingly random question. “It's kind of unavoidable in our circles, but what does that matter?"

“Trust me, it matters. My, ah," she blushed searching for the best choice of words, “my vagina started to become more equine in appearance."

“What?" he almost shouted and leaned forward. “Summer, this is a messed up kind of-"

“It's no joke, Uncle Joe! And things only got stranger after that. Before I knew it I, well, I grew a penis as well."

“Summer!"

“Please! Uncle Joe, you have to believe me!"

Summer stood up in front of the camera. The yoga pants she was wearing did absolutely nothing to hide the outline of her boy parts. After letting her uncle get an eyeful, Summer turned to the side and showed off her long blond tail, giving it a bit of a flick just to prove it was real.

Joe was left speechless. The rational part of his mind was screaming this had to be some kind of a joke. However when he saw the pleading look in Summer's eyes as she sat back down he knew his niece was being completely serious.

“I hope that's enough to prove it to you…" she almost whispered.

“Summer…"

“And like I said, it's not just me, all the young women on campus are like this. We've been hiding it from the men and faculty, but we're getting scared. Some are even worried the government will step in and well…"

“No one is going to touch my niece, I promise you that!" His eyes showed a hard set determination that was borderline scary.

“Uncle Joe, what about everyone else?"

Joe sighed deeply and took off his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose. “I take it you haven't told your parents about this yet."

“Hell no, I'm more scared of them than Uncle Sam."

Joe let out a short laugh. “Keith does have a temper, but he loves you unconditionally, never doubt that." Summer nodded. “We'll have to tell them, you know, I can't and won't go behind his back."

“I know, I wouldn't ask you too. Just be there for me, please?"

“I will." he put his glasses back on. “I'm going to come up there to see you, and I'll bring John, Doctor Clemens, with me. We can trust him with our family's secrets."

“I guess I should see a doctor about this." Summer admitted looking down.

“Summer, we'll figure this out and not just for you, I promise."

“I was thinking that we need to get out ahead of this, We need to be the ones to tell the world."

“Most likely, yes. It is harder to cover things up the bigger they are, but that doesn't mean people won't try. I'll start reaching out to a few people that I know that I can trust. In the meantime, keep yourselves safe up there."

***

The game was great. The entire team was nervous, not because it was the final game of the season, but because of the changes underneath their skirts. Then Coach Vaughan came into the locker room with the news. A large contingent of students were in the stands, more than the field hockey team has drawn all season. Going out on the field and hearing the cheers of the crowd lifted their spirits and ignited their competitive edge.

Mack swore it was the best game of her life. It certainly was her highest scoring game of her college career. In the end the Stallions beat the Wildcats 10-5. The crowd of mostly women were jumping up and down, their tails taken as a showing of school spirit by the visiting team.

The thrill of victory was starting to have an effect on Mack. In the heat of the game she didn't even notice the scents of all the women on the field and in the stands. But with the end of the last period it was mixing with her already adrenaline filled blood to get her blood pumping to other parts of her body.

Mack bit her lip through the pictures that were taken for the university's home page and alumni newsletter. By the time they were let go she was more than a little desperate for release. There was no way anyone was ducking under the bleachers today, and Mack knew Coach Vaughan was going to be in the locker room so any kind of shower orgy was off the table.

Thinking quickly on the way back to the locker room, Mack ducked into a bathroom. She quickly slipped out of her skirt and tossed it over the top of a stall. Her shaft was almost bursting out of the makeshift athletic supporter she had fashioned. She tossed it up with her skirt and gripped her ebony equine shaft, moaning loudly as her cool fingers caressed the hot member.

Oh yeah, I earned this…

Mack smiled as she wrapped both her hands around her shaft and started to stroke. She watched as more blood pumped into her shaft, growing far past any of the boys on campus. As the days went by Mack had more than gotten used to her second set of equipment, she was starting to enjoy it. She felt a power and rush from it that in the past only sports had provided her. Mack reached down to adjust her heavy pair of black balls, still a little sweaty from the game. Having to worry about two sets of things bouncing on the field was annoying, but she was figuring it out. Her hand brushed against her pussy as she adjusted herself, but she didn't care about that part of her body right now.

Mack once again gripped her shaft with both hands and stroked it from tip to root. She closed her eyes and thought about the inevitable victory party they would hold back at her place. The thoughts of plowing Kaylee and Dannie filled Mack's mind.

What is it about games that brings out my stallion side? It doesn't matter, I'm sure Kaylee and Dannie will take their turn with me too…

Mack smiled as she leaned back against the stall wall. Her cock was fully erect now. Mack gripped the ebony shaft as tight as she could and pumped harder. She couldn't help but revel in the sensation of her large powerful cock. It felt so good as her fingers stroked every square inch of sensitive flesh. Mack couldn't help licking her own lips as the thoughts of mouths and tongues teasing her cock entered her mind.

Come on, Come on! She moaned and bit her lip as she now furiously pumped her shaft.

Mack just needed a quick release, enough to let her listen to Coach Vaughan's speeches. After that the real fun could begin. She moaned loudly as she felt the tip begin to flare. Mack was almost there. Lost in the world of her building climax, Mack didn't hear the door to the women's bathroom open. She also didn't hear the soft conversations between several members of the Wildcats. She did notice when they walked in front of her open stall door.

“What the fuck!"

“What are you doing!"

“Is that a?"

The three women were cut off as Mack pushed herself over the edge and erupted like a fire hose. She tried to angle away the blast but it didn't do much. Mack was just as wide-eyed as the other three women were. In the brief seconds of silence that felt like eternity, Mack remembered now that there was a problem with the toilets in the visitor's locker room, so the Wildcats would have to use the closest open restroom.

“I, uh…sorry…" Mack said rather sheepishly.

“What, what the hell!" one of them said, casting off the cum that had hit her hand.

“Holy shit she's huge…"

“Forget that!" The third one was in a rage as she grabbed a wad of toilet paper to wipe the cum off her uniform. “This pervert was posing as a woman to compete, no wonder we lost so badly if their star player was some perverted man!"

Fuck! We're in trouble now! “I'm not a guy, just calm down and let me explain…"

“You can explain it to the NCAA! You…you…" she suddenly looked very uncomfortable and only looked further flushed, but not with anger.

Mack started to smell a familiar smell of female arousal over the musky scent of her own seed.

“Unfortunately, I think you're all going to understand me real soon, I'm sorry. So much fucking trouble. Mack thought as she watched the three Wildcats try to discreetly adjust themselves. So much for our victory party…

Chapter 7

Audrey sat hunched over a workbench in the basement of Calumet Building. A large sheet of paper was rolled out with various objects holding the corners down. The paper was filled with sketches, measurements, translation, and notes from both Audrey and Dr. Vasseur. On the examination table a small lab had been assembled from borrowed and scrounged equipment. Dr. Vasseur was carefully watching a reaction in a flask and jotting down notes in a lab book.

Audrey sat up and stretched her back. It seemed as though her chest had finally stopped expanding. As a woman who barely had any breasts before it was still taking her some time to get used to her more than generous chest. As big as they now were, they appeared modest next to her roommate's chest. Audrey slipped her fingers under her bra straps and rubbed the skin underneath.

“Are you feeling alright?" Dr. Vasseur asked, looking over her glasses at her charge.

“Mmmm, I'm fine." she rubbed her eyes slightly. “I'm just feeling a little tired."

“We've been down here for hours, maybe we should take a break and see some sunlight."

“Heh, too late for that, Boss Lady, the sun set over an hour ago."

Dr. Vasseur looked at the clock on the wall. “I guess it has. Let me finish running this and we'll break for lunch, er, dinner."

“I'm sorry for making you work so late on my behalf."

“Don't talk like that, and besides it's not just for you."

“Considering the mess may very well be my fault, that doesn't make it any better."

“Audrey, translating ancient texts is literally a part of our job. It could have just as easily been me, assuming reciting the incantation is the root cause of all of this."

“Perhaps." She sounded less than convinced.

“Look, I think we need a change of scenery as much as we need some food. Do you like Italian?"

“What?" Audrey blinked. “Yeah, I guess, why do you ask?"

“Once I finish running this, we're going to head out to Delarosa's, the Italian place in town."

“I mean the cafeteria-"

“No, we are getting off campus. I need some lasagna and wine to mull over what we've found out so far."

“But-"

“No buts, and no arguments either. We need a break before we go crazy. Wrap up what you're doing, I'm almost finished here.

Audrey shook her head but did as she was told. She did need food and to get out of the basement room for a bit, but going into town to get food felt a little excessive to her. Still, even if they were sitting in a restaurant they could still discuss what they had found out so far. Accepting it as a working dinner in her mind, she took a few pictures of her notes with her phone for discussion later.

The drive to Delarosa's was uneventful. Audrey was thankful for that with the close proximity between herself and her mentor. Some of the tension had relaxed after she came clean to Dr. Vasseur, which Audrey was grateful for, but there was still that lingering tingle when she was near her. It was a relatively short drive from campus to Delarosa's, and before long they were pulling into the parking lot. It wasn't empty but far from full.

“Since I dragged you here, dinner is my treat." Dr. Vasseur said as she turned off the ignition.

“Please, I'm not that broke of a grad student."

“Sorry, this is non-negotiable." Dr. Vasseur smirked as she opened her door.

Audrey just sighed in resignation and followed her into the restaurant. She had heard mention of Delarosa's before, but it was her first time entering the restaurant. The restaurant wasn't tacky like Audrey had expected, it was subtle and subdued with low intimate lighting, and a powerful aroma of food that instantly made her realize just how hungry she was. They were quickly seated in a booth. Audrey looked at the menu, almost too hungry to decide on what to eat. In the end she just followed Dr. Vasseur's lead and ordered the lasagna.

“Good choice, they bake a great one here."

“Anything sounds good right about now." Audrey smiled slightly as she buttered a dinner roll. “Chelsea is right, I should stop skipping breakfast."

“You should, Wherever your growth is coming from, I'm sure it's burning calories."

“I had thought about that," She paused to take a bite out of her roll, “and I have found myself eating more, just some habits are hard to break."

“Tell me about it, I picked up smoking as an undergrad." she shook her head, “So stupid, and so hard to kick just a few years later."

“I never would have guessed you ever smoked."

“We were all dumb kids at one point." s\She nodded to the waiter as he brought over a bottle of red wine and poured some into their glasses. “The thing you have to do is learn from those dumb mistakes and move on."

“I've got a hell of a mistake to move on from." Audrey sighed before taking a sip of her wine.

“Audrey, talking like that isn't going to help."

“Logically I know that. Emotionally, that's a different story." she sighed, “But I do need to relax and refocus tonight, and I don't want to ruin dinner, which I do appreciate by the way."

“You're welcome." Dr. Vasseur took a sip of her wine. “We will discuss what we've figured out so far tonight, but not until after the bruschetta, ok?"

After the bruschetta and half a bottle of wine Audrey was feeling better. As they waited on the main course to arrive, Audrey pulled out her phone and pulled out the pictures she had taken.

“Your idea about sacred geometry paid off, in spite of my eye rolling. I found a few more phrases encoded on the disk."

“It's important to look at things like this from the perspective of those that were there, not our own spiritual viewpoints."

“Point taken." Audrey zoomed in on a portion of her notes. “This talks about a ceremony or ritual, depending on how you translate it, to ensure the continuation of the village or maybe clan is a better word."

“Hmm, yes, I see. The difference is mostly semantic, it gets the idea across either way."

Audrey nodded. “This part here is about the role of the priestess. Apparently she should be leading the ceremony with at least two devotees in attendance."

“Were you able to discover any other details about the ceremony?"

“Not from the disk. I may need to take a closer look at some of the other artifacts, I feel they are related at least."

“I am inclined to agree with you." She looked up and saw the waiter approaching. “Hold up, it looks like dinner has arrived."

When she smelled the lasagna on her plate Audrey's hunger returned. Audrey was on her second bite before Dr. Vasseur could finish ordering another bottle of wine. The two women enjoyed a bit of their dinner in silence before continuing their shop talk.

“So," Audrey glanced around to make sure the waiter was out of earshot. “What have you found analyzing the artifact?"

“A few things I didn't expect to. First of all that gem in the center is very faintly emitting radiation, relax it's not enough to be worried about, hell your clothing is thick enough to stop it. The thing is, it shouldn't be emitting anything at all."

“I see, that's interesting." Audrey mulled it over as she chewed another forkful of food. “Anything else odd that you could figure out?"

“The rest of the disk checks out as normal, though there is some kind of residue in some of the grooves. It might be paint, it might be something it acquired over the centuries it sat in the ground. That's what I was testing before we left."

“What did you find out in the tests?"

“So far the most interesting thing is that the substance is conductive."

“Really? How odd."

“As I said, that might have nothing to do with the artifact and may just be an environmental factor."

Audrey thought about what they had discussed as she ate. Some things were coming together in her mind, while other points in the data were still little more than nonsense to her.

Dr. Vasseur topped off her glass of wine. “I'm not sure exactly how to ask this, but if I wasn't a curious person I would have taken up a different occupation. Have there been any further, ah, changes?"

Audrey didn't feel embarrassed by the question. That emotion went out the window after she dropped her pants in front of her mentor.

“My chest has stopped growing for the moment, so that is a change. However, there have been some new developments." She took Dr. Vasseur's raised eyebrow as permission to continue. “I started to notice, ah, patches of hair growing around my lower regions."

“I'm not an expert, but given that you now possess, um, testes, you probably are producing a lot more testosterone in your body. That will generally cause increased body hair growth in women."

“That was my thought, at first." Audrey reached for her wine glass and took a drink.

“But?"

“But, this isn't just extra body hair. There's far too much of it, as in, more follicles are appearing in my skin. I had to give up on trying to shave it off."

“Oh, oh my…"

“It's not that bad, it only itches a little as the new hair comes in, once it's there and brushed a bit it feels alright. At least I don't need to find new clothes because of this."

“I don't think I could handle this as well as you are."

“Trust me, Boss Lady, I'm just barely holding it together on any given day." She finished the wine in her glass. “So, thank you for this dinner. I think I really needed it."

“It's nothing, really. We both needed a chance to gather ourselves after all that time cooped up in the basement." She looked at the nearly empty plate in front of her student. “Would a little dessert help you further?"

“Well, it couldn't hurt." Audrey smiled.

***

With the last game of the season behind them, the field hockey team was cleaning out their lockers. The mood was quiet and somber even though their last game had been a win in front of a large crowd, for once. The young women chatted in quiet tones as they cleaned out their things for the season.

“This is bad, this is so bad…"

“It was just an accident."

“If Mack had just locked the damn stall door we wouldn't have spread this to the Wildcats. Once they get back to their campus it's going to spread all over there just like it did here, then there's no keeping this a secret."

“You don't know that for sure, maybe those three girls will just keep it to themselves."

“Yeah, that's what I would do."

“What if one of them has a boyfriend and he finds out and blabs?"

“Then he's a loser, a real man will stay by his woman."

“That's a big ask when there's a horse cock involved."

There was a murmur of agreement from her teammates.

***

Mack was mortified by what had happened after the game. Of course she felt terrible about spreading it around the three Wildcat players. But worse than that was the feeling she would be the one responsible for letting everything out of the bag. Dannie and Kaylee had invited themselves over to Mack's room. They were both trying their best to comfort their friend.

“I'm such an idiot!' Mack said, shaking her head. “I should have just sucked it up."

“Come on Mack, there was a line in the locker room bathroom, you weren't the only girl who needed a post game release." Kaylee said softly.

“I was the one who got caught." She looked away. “Damn it! I let down everyone, on the team, in H.O.O.V.E.S., everyone! Now the whole world is going to find out about Silver Mountain once they say something."

“You don't know that they will, Mack." Dannie placed her hand gently on her teammate's back. “Hell, wouldn't you keep it a secret if your roles were reversed?"

“I mean…maybe." Mack grumbled looking down at her hands in her lap.

“Mack, you need to stop blaming yourself, it was an accident. It could just as easily have been one of us in that bathroom. Or what if Coach Vaughan had popped into the bathroom to see what was taking so long and saw me going down on Dannie, not to mention the other girls too frustrated to wait for an open stall…"

“Really?" Mack looked up and shared glances with both her friends. “That happened?"

“Yeah," Kaylee blushed slightly, “The thrill of victory really lit our fires, just like you."

“Mack, we don't blame you for what happened. It was only a matter of time before an outsider found out or a boyfriend snitched on one of us." Dannie said, placing her hand on her thigh

“None of us have boyfriends, and probably won't at this point." Mack let out a heavy sigh.

“Not to be crass about it, but do we really need one at this point?" Dannie smiled slightly. “I have more fun with you and Kaylee than I ever had with a boy. More than just that, you're both teammates and friends. You can call me your boyfriend if you want."

Mack couldn't help a slight smile lighting up her face. “You're too pretty for that, Kaylee can be my boyfriend, you're my girlfriend."

“Hey!" Kaylee picked up a pillow and smacked Mack with it.

“Well, you have the biggest cock if that helps." Mack couldn't help smiling.

Dannie giggled. “She's not wrong about that."

“I also have the biggest tits," she pointed to her chest, “and if either of you ever want another boob job you'll call me your girlfriend, got it?"

“Does that make us a thruple then?" Mack asked, half seriously.

“We've been in it together since that first awkward practice, right?" Dannie said, looking between them both.

“It has been like that, we might as well make it official." Mack said smiling.

“Looks like you're feeling a little better." Dannie leaned in and kissed Mack's cheek softly. “You know, we never did get our victory party…"

“That's true…" Mack turned her head to gently kiss Dannie on her lips.

“You two get started without me, I need to go send a text real quick." Kaylee got off the bed and stepped out of the room.

By the time the door closed Dannie was already pulling up Mack's t-shirt. Since she had just been sulking in her room, Mack hadn't bothered with a bra. Her friend took advantage of this, licking and sucking on the exposed nipples. Mack let out a long sigh and let herself be pushed down onto her back. She could feel her cock responding immediately, starting to grow out of its sheath in her oversized sleep pants. Mack pulled her now girlfriend tightly against her chest.

Dannie squirmed slightly, she had far less room in her yoga pants to expand than Mack did. She reached down, trying to shimmy out of them while sucking and nipping at her partner's nipple. Mack reached down and gave her a hand, helping to push the yoga pants down over Dannie's rear. Mack took a moment to let her fingers brush through the long blond tail.

“Are you going to braid this too?" she asked with a smile.

“Mmm, I've thought about it." Dannie gave the tail a soft flick. “I was just waiting for it to get long enough first.

Dannie sat up, straddling Mack's legs. She pulled the hoodie sweatshirt she was wearing up over her head and tossed it aside. Before reaching around to unhook the huge bra that held her girls in place. Down below her brown cock was already poking out of what was essentially a homemade loincloth. Mack pulled at the ties on the side and freed the beast within. Her own cock was already poking out the top of her waist band.

Mack's partner leaned down and hooked her fingers into the waist of her sleep pants and slowly slid down, freeing the black equine cock. That done, Dannie removed the yoga pants fully from her legs. The moment she did, Mack pulled her back down on top of her body and their lips pressed together. They kissed deeply as their aroused scents filled each other's noses. Their cocks rubbed against each other and nestled between their massive chests. Dannie wiggled herself in between the redhead's legs and then slowly broke the kiss.

“I know just what you need to feel better…" she whispered as she spread Mack's legs wider.

“I bet you." Mack smiled as she reached down and lifted her balls up.

Dannie pressed the brown flat head of her shaft up against the black equine lips of Mack's pussy. It didn't take much force to start pushing in. Mack moaned loudly as she felt herself stretched and filled by her teammate. Her cock twitched and a small dribble of precum trickled out the top. Dannie smiled and leaned over to very slowly lick the shaft clean. She could feel Mack's pussy twitch as much as her cock as she did so. She took her time, sliding in, enjoying the feeling of the hot passage engulfing her shaft. Dannie let out a satisfied sigh as she felt her balls come to rest against her partner. Mack gripped her hips tightly, her nails almost digging in while her eyes pleaded for her to move. Dannie started to move, slowly at first, just rocking inside of Mack.

“Please…don't tease! I need this!" Mack moaned loudly.

Dannie smiled. She had no doubt when it was her turn Mack would rail the hell out of her, and that was fine. But Dannie wanted to draw it out for as long as possible while she was playing the stallion, and her mare would just have to deal with it. She shifted position and started to move with long smooth strokes. She let out a few moans of her own as Mack squeezed tightly around her shaft.

Once she really had Mack going and writhing under her, Dannie started to pick up the pace. She leaned forward, trapping her partner's black cock between both of their breasts. With every thrust the long shaft was stroked and rubbed between both bodies. All the while Dannie picked up the pace until her balls were loudly slapping against Mack.

Mack practically levitated off the bed as her back arched. Her mouth was open but she wasn't able to actually make a sound at first. It wasn't until her balls finally erupted that she was able to cry out. Mack flopped back down onto the bed and held tightly onto Dannie, pressing their cum soaked tits even tighter together. Dannie couldn't help giggling, even with her own climax draining her a bit.

“Are you feeling better, babe?"

“Much better…" Mack whispered into her ear gently. “Mmm, but something is a little itchy down south."

“See who needs boyfriends when we have itchy balls covered." Dannie started to giggle, but then felt her own sack starting to tingle. “Now that you got me thinking about it…"

She reached down to give herself a scratch but something felt off. Dannie slowly pulled her half hard cock out of Mack making them both let out a long sigh. As she got up on her knees and looked down she noticed something new about her brown sack. Right along the middle there was a tuft of blond hair. It wasn't overly long, but it was there. Looking down at her partner's ebony balls she saw a similar growth, only red like what topped Mack's head.

“What the hell?" Dannie stroked the hair gently with her hand.

“That's something new." Mack said as she inspected her own balls. “Almost like a mohawk."

“You mean a ballhawk." Dannie said with a slight smile.

Mack chuckled. “Yeah, that works. I wonder if anyone else will grow them?"

***

While Dannie and Mack were just starting to get it on, Kaylee was out in the hallway. She had her phone in her hand and debated on just what she was going to say before she started to write a text.

Hey, Summer, we need to talk.

Hey Kaylee, give me a second

Sorry I was vacuuming

What's up?

It's about the game on Saturday

I don't know if you've heard from

anyone else on the team yet.

I don't think any of the team are involved

in hooves besides you, Dannie, & Mack

Congrats on your win, btw

Thanks but

There was an incident after the game

Oh no

What happened?

Mack went into an open bathroom to

Relieve some post game stress

And she got caught by three of the wildcat girls

Ah hell!

It gets worse

Mack, um, hit them with *it*

And passed it on.

Oh god!

Yeah…

What should we do?

Who else on campus knows

about this?

The rest of the team for sure

I haven't told anyone else about it

What do we do?

I was working on something

I've got some people I trust

coming up to help us

Just wish something like this

could have happened afterwards.

I'm sorry!

It's not your fault

And I know Mack didn't mean for

it to happen either

I'm surprised none of the men on campus

have outed us yet to be honest

Hopefully those girls will stay quiet

about what happened to them.

Mack did get their contact info

If that helps.

Have her send it to me

I'll get them looped into the mailing list

at least

Summer flopped down onto her couch and sighed. “Oh god, why now?" she whispered to herself. I was really hoping I could figure something out with Uncle Joe before an incident like this. She facepalmed and sighed again. No time to dwell on this, Uncle Joe will be here in less than an hour with Dr. Clemens. I need to finish cleaning up.

***

Summer paced the floor back and forth in her living room. She was already nervous about her meeting today, but the news from Kaylee had her beyond stressed now. She almost jumped when she heard the intercom buzz.

“Hello?"

“Hey Summer, it's us." She heard her uncle's voice over the intercom.

“Ok, I'm buzzing you in."

Summer waited by her door after buzzing them in. It felt like it took hours before she heard a soft knock at the door. She opened it and as soon as she saw her Uncle Joe she leaned forward to give him a tight hug. It was instantly returned by the middle aged man.

“It's going to be ok." he whispered softly in her ear.

Summer nodded as she slowly pulled away. “Hello Dr. Clemens, please come on in." She stepped aside, letting the two men into her apartment. “Can I get you anything?"

“I'm good for now." Her uncle said as he slipped off his coat.

“I just need a moment to get everything set up before the examination." Dr. Clemens said as he set down a heavy doctor's bag.

Summer couldn't help blushing a bit at the thought of the examination. “Is it alright if we do that in my bedroom?"

“Yes, of course. Joe will be staying out here ensuring our privacy."

“If that's your subtle way of telling me to stay out, it's unnecessary." Joe said as he set a bag down on the coffee table.

Summer couldn't help smiling at the interaction. She did trust Dr. Clemens, he had been the family doctor since before she was born. He was as much a family friend as anything else.

“We might as well get this over sooner than later." Summer said once the two men had had a moment to settle in. “You can help yourself to anything in the fridge, Uncle Joe. Doctor, my bedroom is this way."

Joe waited until he heard the bedroom door shut and the privacy lock click before he got up. He glanced around the apartment as he made his way towards the small kitchen. He had stayed in the dorms on campus when he was a student, though he could hardly fault his niece for wanting a small apartment for herself. Joe opened the fridge and was pleased to see it was stocked with food and not beer. He helped himself to a can of soda as he looked out the window. The apartment building was in town, but he could still see the rooftops of his alma mater. Joe smiled slightly, remembering the good times he had attending Silver Mountain.

The examination took longer than Joe was expecting. He wasn't sure what to make of that. He tried his best to distract himself with work on his laptop. But his mind kept circling back as to what he was going to say to his brother and his wife. Joe had no children of his own, a fact he had just come to accept at this point in his life. Instead, he focused his love on his niece. The last thing Joe wanted was to come between Keith and Summer, but he'd be damned before he let her be abandoned or locked away.

The sound of the bedroom door opening pulled Joe's attention back to the present and he slowly closed his laptop. A moment later Dr. Clemens entered the living room and took a seat on a chair. His expression was difficult to read.

“Are you alright, John?"

“I'm not entirely sure." he admitted before leaning forward slightly and resting his chin on his folded hands. “This is…something else."

“Wait, where is Summer?"

“She's taking a shower to freshen up, let her take her time. I need to compose myself before facing her again."

“I take it that what she told me is confirmed?"

“Not to violate her privacy, but yes, completely, and I'll leave it at that.

“John…"

“I know you and Summer are family and she called you for help, but I take my responsibilities very seriously. I won't discuss the details without Summer here giving explicit permission."

Joe had to smile. “Honestly, your integrity is one of the things that makes you such a dear friend."

John smiled back slightly. The two men waited in silence until summer came back in the room.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, I just needed a moment to clean up."

“It's fine, Summer" Joe moved on the couch to make room for her to sit down.

“Summer, are you comfortable discussing your condition with your Uncle present?"

“Yes, of course. I already mentioned the most embarrassing part to him, and I need his help."

“Alright then." He let out a long sigh. “I have confirmed to the best of my ability that Summer is now in possession of both female and male reproductive organs. I admit I would be interested in having some internal imaging done, like an ultrasound or MRI, but I understand the need for secrecy here."

“Indeed." Joe said softly.

“I've taken a few samples, skin tissue from the affected areas, blood, saliva, a vaginal swab and, ahem, a semen sample."

Joe wasn't sure whose face was redder, John's or Summer's.

“I will keep the identity of Summer hidden as best I can while running the tests. I will be using labs where I personally know the administrators to help maintain confidentiality."

Summer just nodded.

“In all other ways, Summer is completely healthy. If anything, she's healthier than the last time I examined her."

“John, in your professional opinion could Summer be surgically altered to rectify this situation?"

The doctor locked eyes with his friend before taking a deep breath. “Is it possible? Somewhat. I'm sure her tail and male genitalia could be surgically removed. I'm unsure of the scarring that would leave behind. However, I honestly doubt any plastic surgeon could reconstruct her vagina to appear human. More than that, with the change in tissue surrounding both in color and texture…"

“Thank you, John, I had to ask to know all our options."

“I don't think I'm entirely comfortable with the thought of just lopping off my…stuff." Summer said, looking down to the ground.

“I can't say I blame you." Joe said, placing a hand on her shoulder, “I'm pretty attached to mine as well."

Summer snapped her head to face her uncle, but when she saw his expression, she couldn't help smiling.

“To be clear, I am not recommending their removal either. I feel there is much more that needs to be investigated." The doctor said as he leaned back in the chair.

“And not just for me, Dr. Clemens. All the women in Silver Mountain Creek need to know exactly what happened to them."

“More importantly, we need to keep you all safe." Joe said, giving his niece's shoulder a squeeze. “I've been trying to work out the best way to do that, and all signs point to going public about what has happened to you all."

“Speaking about going public, there's something I have to tell you." Summer said as she straightened her back. “Something happened over the weekend that you need to know about."

***

The ten year old beat up car pulled into the parking lot of Delarosa's. The engine idled unevenly as the passengers got out from the back seat. Ryan and Tara made their way to the driver's door where Tyler had rolled down the window.

“Thanks for the ride, man." Ryan fist-bumped his roommate

“Heh, no way you two lovebirds were going to walk here in this cold." Tyler smiled widely

“Still, thank you." Tara said, feeling the cold keenly on her stocking clad legs.

“Give me a call when you're ready to go home and I'll swing by."

“Are you sure all you want is some dessert?"

“Dude," Tyler looked incredulous, “their tiramisu is not just a desert, man. Trust me."

Tara laughed. “Ok, ok, we'll get you the tiramisu."

“Enjoy your little double date." Tyler smiled as he rolled up the window.

As Tyler pulled out of the spot, Tara and Ryan made their way into Delarosa's. The warmth of the restaurant was an instant reprieve from the cold night. It only took a moment to spot the other couple. Laura and Kyle were sitting on some chairs by the host stand. They stood up and both couples quickly moved to greet each other.

“I hope we didn't keep you waiting." Tara said as she gave Laura a hug.

“We just got here a few minutes ago." Kyle said as he shook hands with Ryan.

The host looked up from his stand. “I take it your whole party is here now. I'll get you all seated."

They were led to a cozy round corner booth. Tara and Laura slid in first, then Ryan and Kyle sat next to their dates. They took a moment to slip out of their coats. They had all dressed nicely for the evening. Tara in a new striped blouse and black skirt and Laura in a champagne colored party dress. The men were dressed similarly, both in collared shirts and black pants, the only difference between them was Ryan's shirt had blue pinstripes. The women were quite pleased that the table hid their bulges from view.

“This is my first time here," Tara said as she picked up a menu, “But my brother said the food here is great."

“My first time too, but my roommate won't shut up about the tiramisu." Ryan chuckled

“The food is great, and your roommate is right, it is amazing." Laura said with a smile. “This is our favorite local place and we've never had a meal we weren't happy about."

“All this talking about the food is only making me more hungry." Kyle said as he glanced over the appetizers.

There was a round of laughs as they decided on what to order for their meal. Drink orders were placed and appetizers put in as they debated on what entrees to order. Tara was over the moon with it all. Although this wasn't her first date, or her first time since coming out. It was, however, her first double date. She shifted slightly to press her shoulder and hip up against Ryan. Laura noticed it immediately, but the boys were too busy with the menus to properly notice.

“Is it wrong that I'm really feeling the spaghetti and meatballs?" Ryan said, glancing up from his menu.

“There's nothing wrong with a classic." Kyle said as he looked up.

“You know how boys are about balls." Laura winked over to Tara and they both started to giggle.

“You weren't complaining last night while I was playing with yours." Kyle smirked.

Laura playfully slapped his arm but all four were soon laughing.

“In all seriousness, I'm sometimes surprised how little it really bothers me." Kyle placed his hand on Laura's thigh. “Hell, I really enjoy it. What about you Ryan?"

“I knew, or at least thought I knew, what I was getting into when I first wanted to date Tara." He folded his menu and set it down. “I got more than I bargained for sure," he turned and smiled as he saw the slight blush in her cheeks, “but yeah, I've got no complaints about that. If anything it's spurred me on to be a better lover."

“You too, huh." Laura said as she smiled over to her boyfriend. “I thought I would just be happy he didn't run away from me. But he's as much a sex machine as I am now. I swear he's even gained a bit, if you know what I mean."

“It's not much next to you, babe." Kyle chuckled. “But I have noticed a lot more stamina than I had in the before times."

Tara laughed at the phrase. “God, seriously?"

“If you have a better term, I'd like to hear it." Kyle smirked back at her.

At that the rest of the table started to laugh. Ryan took Tara's hand into his under the table and squeezed it gently. He knew even now this was going to be a great night.

***

Audrey was sitting in Dr. Vasseur's office. At least it got her out of the basement and she could see the sun shining through the office window. She was at a drafting table, going over her notes. Most of the table was taken up by a poster-sized sheet of paper, full of hand drawings of various artifacts. Notations both from Audrey and Dr. Vasseur filled in the spaces around the drawings. Then there were at least a dozen post-it notes in various colors framing it. A notebook full of comments and translations rested on the tray of the drawing table as well.

Dr. Vasseur was at her laptop, typing away at something when Audrey stared at the phrase she was certain started this entire mess: Epona benedictio roboris et fecunditatis ungulae et caudae filiabus concessa est. Suddenly her eyes went wide as the pieces started to finally click into place. She stood up from the stool she was sitting on.

“Hey, Boss Lady…I think I got it."

“Hmm?" Dr. Vasseur looked up from her laptop. “Got what?"

“It! I mean, I think I know what happened, what went wrong!' she said as she tapped on the sketches on the drafting board.

Dr. Vasseur quickly got up from her chair and hurried the short distance over. “Is that the rubbing of my necklace?"

“Yes, that's the key to all of this." Audrey gestured to the assembled work.

Dr. Vasseur placed her hand on her chest, over the necklace's amulet. “I know it's connected to the artifacts, but go on."

“When I spoke the incantation while touching the focus gem I started all of this. It's all a mess because I wasn't the one who was supposed to do that. The priestess is supposed to be the one leading the ceremony. She is supposed to, well, hold the reins, to focus the energy into just the gathered devotees."

“So, your theory is without this priestess everything went crazy?" She rubbed her chin, “That's as plausible as anything, given the situation."

“Without the priestess conducting the ceremony, yes." she looked back to her mentor, “But there is a priestess."

Dr. Vasseur turned her head quickly to meet Audrey's eyes. “What do you mean?"

“Don't you get it, that necklace, the one your grandfather found. That's the badge of office for a priestess in this…cult. You've worn it for how many years? It's attuned to you. It was in this building the day I inadvertently said the incantation. As far as this spell or whatever is concerned you are the priestess."

“I-no, no I'm not," she rapidly shook her head, taking a step back. “I refuse."

“Remember what you said in the restaurant?" Audrey said, raising an eyebrow. “It's important to look at things like this from the perspective of those that were there, not our own spiritual viewpoints."

Dr. Vasseur narrowed her eyes slightly and pointed a finger at her student. “I meant that in an academic sense and you know it!"

“Look, I'm as skeptical a non-believer as anyone else in this world can be. But I can't deny the fact of what has happened to me, what is still happening to me, and others on campus. I don't think I need to remind you of that. You are the priestess and you need to take the reins and pull us back before this spreads any further."

Dr. Vasseur removed her glasses and rubbed her eyes. She'd been working alongside her student with unraveling this mystery. And regardless of her own feelings on the matter, what Audrey was saying did seem to line up with what they had uncovered. Dr. Vasseur pulled the necklace out of her shirt and looked at the amulet. All these years she had worn it as a memento, never realizing its true significance until random chance laid it all in front of her. Assuming it was even random in the first place.

A childless single old woman who doesn't even like horses. You didn't make a very good choice in me as a priestess. She thought as she tucked the necklace back away. “Assuming this is correct, and I'm not one hundred percent sure it is, what would I be able to do, or go about it even?"

“I just figured this part out, we'll need some time to figure out exactly how we fix this, or at least stop things from getting any worse."

Chapter 8

Audrey was at the coffee machine in Dr Vasseur's office, draining what was left out of the last pot of the day. Outside the sky was growing darker as the sun had finally set. It had been another long day for the both of them. Audrey glanced over to her mentor and saw her looking at the amulet she still wore every day. She constantly caught Dr Vasseur looking at it throughout the day, not that Audrey could really blame her. She flicked off the hotplate and walked back to the large desk. When Dr Vasseur saw her student approaching, she tucked the necklace back into her shirt.

“Audrey, I think we should probably call it a night."

“Mmm, probably." Audrey sat down slowly in the chair, careful to not accidentally sit on her balls.

“But before we pack it in for the night, I've been thinking about things." She said as she logged off her laptop.

“Oh? How so?" Audrey sipped her coffee.

Dr Vasseur paused for a moment, drumming her fingers on her desk. “I think we might need more help on this."

“I could ask around the H.O.O.V.E.S. group, maybe some of them can lend a hand with our research."

Dr Vasseur sighed, “Audrey, I mean professional help, from my colleagues and contacts."

Her eyes went wide. “We can't do that!"

“Audrey, we-"

“No! We can't go public with all of this! Who knows what will happen to the others, or what will happen to me. I'm the epicenter and cause of all of this insanity!"

“Audrey, we're past our limits, not just mentally but physically. We need help. Look, I can keep it to some of the professors here at Silver Mountain, it's certainly affecting them too, even if they don't know what's going on."

She shook her head almost violently. “How can we trust them not to run to the dean? Or worse, the news. We can't risk it,"

Dr Vasseur looked over the rim of her glasses at her student. “This involves me too, you know. I didn't sign up to become some kind of priestess."

“You're not the one changing." Audrey looked down into the coffee mug in her hands. “You don't know what it's like, the fear that everything is going to come crashing down if the word gets out."

“I'm scared we can't figure things out before that can happen. You can't keep a secret like this forever. Don't you get how lucky you all have been? It's better to be the one in control of the news getting out."

Audrey felt a conflicting swirl of emotions inside of her. She chugged the black coffee in her mug before standing up.

“I can't talk about this anymore! You can't tell anyone else. I know we're close to figuring it out anyway, we just need a few more days. I... I need to head home." Audrey placed her mug down on the desk and hurried over to the coat rack.

“Audrey," Dr Vasseur got up from her chair, “Wait, please, we need to discuss this further!"

“We're just going to spend the night fighting at this rate." She wrapped her scarf around her neck. “Maybe you are right and I'm being stubborn, but I can't talk about this any further without the fear one of us will say something we'll regret in the morning."

Dr Vasseur opened her mouth to say something but stopped herself. She watched as Audrey readied herself for the walk home in the cold. “Perhaps you are right, we are both tired, and tired minds often make bad decisions."

Audrey let out a long sigh. “I'll see you in the morning. Good night."

“Good night."

Audrey left the office without further word. She quickly made her way down the stairs and out of the Calumet Building. She didn't flinch as the cold night air hit her body. As hot as she was feeling it was almost a relief. As she walked through the nearly deserted campus, regret started to work its way into her thoughts.

Damn it! I shouldn't have yelled at Dr Vasseur. She's done so much for me, even before all of this happened. Maybe she is right and we need to get some help…but what happens if this gets out to the general public? I've already done enough to everyone, I can't be responsible for more crap.

Audrey's mind bounced back and forth like a ping pong ball all the way back to her apartment. As she made her way up the stairs to her floor, her nose caught the scents of sex lingering in the apartment building. This wasn't too surprising, Chelsea and herself were not the only women from Silver Mountain living in the building. It did, however, put other things on her mind by the time she reached the door to her apartment.

"I'm home." She sighed as she let herself into the apartment.

"Hey, are you ok?" Chelsea got up from the couch.

She was dressed in a t-shirt that was stretched thin over her large chest. Her nipples were clearly visible as Chelsea had given up on bras by this point. Down below she was wearing a skirt. It dipped in the back letting her tail out. The skirt wasn't meant to be so short, but her large thighs and butt lifted the hem more than a bit.

"I'm not ok, not really." Audrey shrugged out of her coat. "I'm getting frustrated that we can't find a way to stop or reverse what's happening to us."

Chelsea placed her hand gently on her shoulder. "I know you're working as hard as you can."

"I also got into a disagreement with Dr Vasseur right before I left." Audrey said in a low tone.

"That doesn't sound like you. What was it over?"

"She wanted to bring in more outside help. The last thing we need is this going public."

"It worries me too," Chelsea looked down at her hips, "but people are going to notice soon no matter what we do. But asking for more help isn't really going public."

"Maybe it's inevitable, but I want to delay it as much as possible. That's why I don't want to risk other researchers. I trust Dr Vasseur, but who knows about these other people?"

“Maybe you should talk to Summer about this."

“And what will Summer say when she finds out this is all my fault? Let alone the rest of H.O.O.V.E.S."

“Calm down, Audrey, you're going to give yourself a panic attack." Chelsea led her to the couch and forced her to sit down.

“I'm just so…frustrated! At myself, at everything going on…" She let out a long sigh. “And then on my way to our apartment all I could smell was the scent of sex leaking out around almost every door."

Chelsea let out a small sigh and smiled. “That's a different kind of frustration, but it's one I don't mind you letting out on me."

She leaned over and kissed Audrey softly on the lips. It didn't stay a soft kiss as her roommate grabbed a hold of Chelsea and forced her tongue into her mouth. Audrey pushed her down onto the couch, while her lips were still locked in a fierce kiss. Chelsea squirmed under her partner. She had removed her undergarments after arriving home, so there was nothing to restrain her cock as it slipped out and grew past the hem of her skirt. Audrey could feel her own excitement growing as she tried to shimmy out of the sweatpants she was wearing. Chelsea helped to push them down past her hips along with the gym shorts that passed for underwear these days. She flicked her tail now that it was free. She broke the kiss leaving them both panting to pull off her roommate's shirt. The large round orbs bounced as they were freed. Audrey's mouth immediately went to a large stiff nipple and started to suck and love bite the nub. Chelsea tangled her hands into her roommate's hair and moaned.

“Oh god…you're pent up, aren't you?" She released Audrey's head to tug at her shirt.

Audrey took the hint and sat up. She pulled off her sweatshirt and then the large bra holding in her smaller, but no less impressive chest. Chelsea unfastened her skirt and was now completely nude other than her socks. Dark chestnut fur now covered her hips from the waist to half way down her thighs. She sighed and shuddered as Audrey reached down and stroked the fur as she watched her friend's cock stiffen until it was at full mast. Chelsea reached out and stroked her partner until her cock was just as hard. She looked up at Audrey with lust filled eyes.

The only real question was which one would be getting their dick wet first. The question was answered when Audrey spread her roommate's legs. Chelsea lifted her cock and balls out of the way and idly stroked her shaft. Audrey rubbed the hard gray flat head of her cock against the winking pussy. Not able to bear it any longer, she started to push in. Both girls moaned as the shaft sank into the hot pussy inch by inch. When she bottomed out, Audrey leaned down to kiss her partner deeply, their breasts enveloping Chelsea's cock between them. Chelsea grabbed tightly onto Audrey's ass, which had grown much fuzzier since last night. She stroked the patchy white and gray fur while squeezing the full round butt as their tongues danced.

Audrey shifted and leaned up, leaving Chelsea panting for air after the long kiss. She slowly thrusted in, feeling the warm passage hugging her cock. She let out a long shuddering sigh. Audrey did have a lot of frustration to burn off, and she knew just how to do it. She grabbed Chelsea's legs and lifted them up. With a lust filled grin, Audrey shifted Chelsea into a tight mating press. Not only did this put her roommate's pussy in the perfect position to rail her, but it assured Chelsea's cock would be stimulated as it rubbed against their chests.

Chelsea's eyes went wide, but she quickly smiled. She wrapped her arms around Audrey and pulled her down tight. With almost wild abandon she slammed into her partner. Audrey's balls were audibly slapping against Chelsea's wide ass. The two women were loud in their moans and cries. There was little doubt the neighbors could hear them, but at that point neither cared. Chelsea dug her nails into her roommate's back as she felt not only her pussy being stretched wide, but her own cock stroking in between her breasts.

Lost in the lust, neither woman noticed what was happening to their bodies. New dark brown hairs started to push their way out down Audrey's neck. At first it was little more than peach fuzz, but they quickly grew longer and fuller as she thrusted away with abandon. She had always worn her hair short out of convenience, but it was rapidly growing longer, at least across the top of Audrey's head. Chelsea's ears started to visibly twitch before the tips began to elongate. At first they resembled elf ears, but they continued to grow and change past that. Chelsea's ears were more than just twitching at this point, they were flicking back and forth, before focusing on the moans and cries of Audrey. As they shifted to a more refined equine shape the outside was soon covered with fine chestnut fur. And speaking of fur, it was creeping farther down both women's legs. On Audrey a trail of gray fur was slowly creeping up her back along her spine, while her rear filled into a dappled white fading to gray on her thighs..

Audrey's now equine ears folded back as she cried out and emptied her balls into Chelsea. She kept thrusting as she climaxed and soon Chelsea was joining in, her cock erupting and covering both of their faces in hot seed as her pussy milked Audrey's dock dry.

Chelsea reached around on the floor blindly for their towel as she kissed and moaned into Audrey's mouth. Eventually, they broke the kiss gasping for air. As she sat up, Audrey immediately noticed her long dark brown hair was now in her face. Confused, she pushed it back, and in doing so, she brushed her hands against her ears.

“Oh no…" she whispered.

Looking down she saw Chelsea wiping her face. Her roommate's hair wasn't short to begin with, but now it looked almost like a mohawk of dark hair on her head and a pair of equine ears. When Chelsea finished wiping her face clean, she looked up at Audrey. She was smiling until she saw the expression on her roommate's face. Then she noticed the new additions to Audrey and her hands went instinctively to her ears.

“Damn…how the hell are we going to hide this?"

***

Summer was by herself in her apartment. Her Uncle Joe and Dr. Clemens had gotten rooms in a local hotel. They wanted to stay nearby, but didn't want to impose on the young college student. It was comforting to Summer to know her Uncle was close by, but she appreciated her privacy, especially when it came to the other women in H.O.O.V.E.S. Summer brushed her hair at her vanity. She wasn't sure, but she thought it might be growing out faster. More concerning were the patches of dun yellow fur that were starting to sprout up on her body. At least with it being winter she could easily hide them from prying eyes.

With her hair now fixed, Summer left her bedroom for the living room. She had her laptop all set up for a video call. She glanced at the clock and checked her emails quickly before initiating the call. After several moments the call connected. Summer was greeted by three faces, all of which looked a little nervous.

“Hello there, My name is Summer, I'm the head of the Helping Others Overcome Very Equine Situations group."

“So you really are H.O.O.V.E.S. then?" one of the young women replied.

“Yes, that's us. Would you mind introducing yourselves, I've only spoken to you through emails before today."

“I'm Stacy." the one in the center of the screen replied. “These are my friends and teammates Cora and Madelynn." she pointed to her left and right respectfully.

“Hey." Cora said softly, but Madelynn remained quiet.

“Mack, ah, Mckenzie, feels terrible about what happened after the game, and wants us to help you in any way we can."

“As if losing the game wasn't enough…" Cora said partially under her breath.

“Once again, I am sorry, but I believe you might have a better idea what we are all going through over here."

“That's true enough." Stacy said with a sigh, “And truth be told I feel horrible about accusing Mack of being a man in disguise. The other day I started to…grow one myself." She looked away from the camera and blushed. Her two friends just nodded slightly.

“We've all been there." Summer said with a soft smile. “It certainly changes the way you look at a lot of things. How have things gone at Keystone Tech so far? Have you been attending class?"

“More or less." Stacy shrugged. “So far we can hide it away with a pair of sweatpants or a skirt."

“It's the urges that are bad…" Cora looked down at the ground as she spoke. “Sometimes I'm in class and I just want to bend over one of my classmates and…"

“Cora!" Stacy snapped

“Come on, I know you both feel it too! And you weren't complaining last night, Stacy."

Summer tried to not audibly sigh. “Ladies please…"

“Shut up! At least you can both fuck each other!" Madelynn shouted out before she lowered her face into her hands and started to cry.

“Madelynn?" Summer asked softly.

“It's about her boyfriend." Stacy replied softly.

“Oh no! Did he leave her because…"

“That cheating bastard can burn in hell!" Madelynn cried out.

“This was going on before the game, not that we knew about it." Cora filled her in.

“That fucking asshole said he was loving the sex after we got back! That I felt better than ever! But that wasn't enough! Dickhead had to leave my room to go plow Katie Hennings the same fucking night!"

“Madelynn, I'm so sorry…" Summer said softly, really feeling for the young woman.

Stacy pulled her into a hug and held her as she cried.

“I knew he was a douche." Cora said under her breath. “But honestly, this has nothing to do with our…condition."

“That doesn't matter, we're here to help each other get through whatever comes up, including a broken heart."

“I'd like to break Katie's face!" Madelynn snuffled. “But that bitch hasn't left her dorm room since I found out."

“I understand wanting to let her have it, but you can't go and attract attention to yourselves." Summer shook her head. “Fighting is never a good idea, but we are trying to keep a big secret from the world, at least for the time being."

"I know you're right…I just want to hit both of them so hard right now." She took a tissue Cora offered and she blew her nose. "I'm sorry…I didn't mean to take over the entire call."

"Don't worry about it, we can take all the time we need."

"Thank you I…" Madelynn's eyes went wide. "Woah…what is that?"

"What are you talking about?" Stacy said, turning towards her.

"H-hey! Something is going on…" Cora's face flushed, "...down there…"

"What are…ahh! What the?" Stacy reached down and cupped her crotch. "Oh god!"

Summer realized that another change was coming on. "Calm down, ladies, I think I know what's happening."

"Something is…something is coming out!" Madelynn was starting to hyperventilate.

She jumped up from her seat and pulled down her pants.

"Oh god…please there's no need to…" Summer tried to interject.

Stacy kept her pants on, opting to just pull the waistband out and look in. Cora just stared at Madelynn as a perfect pair of dark brown balls dropped into place below her cock.

Summer sighed. "I had a feeling that was what was happening…"

The unexpected show by Madelynn had an effect on Summer, but she did her best to control herself. She needed to set an example and pulling her pants down to rub one off wouldn't do.

"I can feel them just hanging there…" Madelynn swayed her hips slightly and watched them swing. “How the hell do guys walk with them like that?"

"Madelynn! Ladies, please…look I know this was unintended and I know what you're feeling right now. Let me give you some privacy and we can talk again later."

Stacy pulled her eyes away from Madelynn's equipment, her cheeks flushed red. "Ah, yeah, we'll email you…in a bit…sorry!" She reached out and the call ended.

Summer leaned back on her couch and sighed. I wasn't prepared for that…maybe I should be. Who knows what kind of trouble could pop up and what the resulting effects could be. She looked down to the tent her own cock had made of her skirt. I'll think about it later, first I need to take care of this.

***

Despite her best efforts, Summer was unable to reserve any spaces for the weekly H.O.O.V.E.S. meeting. Apparently it had something to do with the short Thanksgiving break coming up. But this meeting was important. She knew there were more changes happening to the women and they needed a chance to discuss it. Having no other choice she decided to have a video conference. As a plus it would allow the girls from Keystone Tech to attend, she just hoped there wouldn't be another live situation occur again.

Summer had a fresh cup of hot tea beside her as she set up the call. Most of the members had said they would gather in small groups to join, which helped to keep the number of invites at a sane level. Summer got herself comfortable on her couch and started the meeting. One by one the invites responded and soon she had a screen full of people looking back at her.

“Ok, I think that's everyone who could make it today, including our friends from Keystone Tech."

“Hi everyone." Stacy responded, “I hope you don't mind us being here."

Mack blushed deeply, but Kaylee and Dannie placed their hands on her back to reassure her.

“Alright, so I'm not going to call anyone out, but I know most of you contacted me about new, ah, developments. If anyone wants to share, they are free too."

Audrey and Chelsea shared a look before they nodded in agreement. Audrey pushed back the hoodie she was wearing while Chelsea removed the scarf from around her head. There were a few gasps as their equine ears twitched about after being uncovered.

“There's more than just the ears." Audrey said as she adjusted her much longer hair. “First of all, look at this hair." she turned her body to the side, showing how it grew all the way down her neck.

“Yeah, it's pretty much a mane now." Chelsea said with a shrug. “But it's not as hard to hide as the ears."

Audrey nodded. “I know some of the girls have patches of fur starting to grow, but it really exploded on us the other night."

“What were you doing?" Stacy asked.

“What do you think we were doing?" Chelsea asked back.

“Come on now, there's no need to get accusatory." Summer stepped in before things could escalate. “All of us are letting off steam, either with a boyfriend or with each other. And speaking of boyfriends, we have a few who want to join us today."

Tara motioned to someone off camera and Ryan joined her on the couch. He smiled and held onto his girlfriend's hand. Abby shifted her camera to the right, showing Chase was already there with her. Julie had to get up and pull Aiden into frame. He looked a little embarrassed, but he sat with his arm around Julie's waist.

“Thank you for joining us, I know this can't be easy for you, but we really appreciate the support you're giving your partners." Summer said with a smile.

“I've always supported Tara, if anything this helped us finally get together officially." Ryan said with a beaming smile. “It's almost hard for me to see this situation as anything but a blessing for the two of us."

“I think it's a mixed blessing overall." Chase said. “What's happened to the women on campus has caused a lot of problems, and I'm still worried what the fallout of this will mean. But I've finally been able to be completely open with Abby about my sexuality, and I wouldn't trade that for anything."

“I, ah, don't have any fancy speeches. Hell, I suck at public speaking in general." Aiden couldn't quite look at the camera as he spoke, but he held onto Julie tightly. “She's always been there for me, and I'll be there for her."

“Are you three really ok with, ah, everything?" Madelynn asked softly, the hurt from her now ex boyfriend was still fresh with her.

“I mean…I sort of already knew what I was getting into with Tara before all of this." Ryan shrugged.

Tara leaned in close and spoke softly, though it was easily heard . “I don't think they know I'm trans, babe."

“Oh, right, different school and all." Ryan blushed softly. “But ah, yeah, It was everything else that was a surprise, and not an unwelcome one."

“Wait, that can happen?" Cora seemed a little surprised by this new information..

“Apparently," Summer shrugged, “I haven't confirmed with any of the other trans students on campus, but it affected Tara just like the rest of us, she just, ah…"

“I grew a vagina instead of a penis." Tara wasn't one to mince words. “And these too, for that matter." she cupped her breasts. “Though, I think they can stop growing at this point."

There were a few laughs from the other women in attendance.

“As for me," Chase was the next to speak, “I'm bi, I always have been, but the truth of that sunk a previous relationship so I didn't mention it to Abby, not even after we moved into an apartment together. I was more than ok with her new addition, even if I can't help but feel a little inadequate next to it."

Ryan chuckled a bit with a knowing look on his face.

“But when she showed me what was happening to her, I felt I could finally open up and tell her the truth.

“He also wasn't the least bit shy about it either." Abby added. “And don't say you're inadequate, it's not true in the slightest. If anything, you feel better in me than before."

“And if he's anything like Ryan I'll bet he's showing more endurance and at least a little growth." Tara added.

“You noticed that too?" Julie said, perking up. “I thought it was just Aiden."

“Well, I can't speak for the other men here, but I just chalked it up to my body trying to keep up with Abby's." Chase said with a shrug.

“I didn't notice it at first, until Tara pointed it out to me."

“I don't know how you didn't notice, you're like a solid inch longer and noticeably thicker than you were the first time we…you know." Tara blushed slightly, but still smiled at her boyfriend.

“Well, you all are lucky to have decent men by your side." Madelynn said looking a little dejected.

“We found out her ex was a cheating bastard, even before we grew big swinging dicks." Stacy said to the group.

“It would have been one thing if it scared him away…he even said he was enjoying the changes to me…I kept the light off so he couldn't really see my horse-slit. You girls are lucky to have real men like these. At least I have my friends to help me through this."

“What about you, Aiden?" Cora asked after a brief moment of quiet.

He looked up to the camera. “What about me?"

“Well, Ryan and Chase talked about their experiences, how about yours?"

“It's…it's kind of personal…"

“Aiden, it's alright, you don't have to feel embarrassed." Julie said leaning up against him, “No one here will judge you."

“I, uh, is it wrong to like the changes Julie?" Aiden didn't get an answer, but he could tell by the looks of the other women he needed to explain more. “I didn't want this to happen, of course, but watching Julie slowly transform has been…unbelievably hot. I just wish I could grow a horse cock to reciprocate fully, or at least a donut she could stretch wide. And because I don't have those things I like…I like watching her with other…lady stallions."

The chat was quiet as those in attendance pondered Aiden's confession

“Do you join in?" Cora asked, breaking the silence.

“Cora!" Stacy chastised.

“What? It's an honest question?"

“He participates, and despite what he says about reciprocating, he does. He can get me levitating off the bed with his tongue, and his aftercare…" Julie smiled widely. “I can almost climax from one of his back rubs, and I'm not the only girl."

“She's right." Kirsten was blushing a bit herself, but felt the need to speak up for Aiden. “His back rubs are amazing."

“Kirsten, you didn't have to tell them."Aiden said softly.

“Yes, I do, you're a good man and a good lover, and hell, I like putting on a bit of a show for you with Julie anyway. It kind of makes it hotter for me too."

“Really?" his face seemed to lighten a bit. “I'm glad to hear that at least. I hope the other girls feel the same."

Kirsten shook her head softly. “Don't sell your own skills short, listen to Julie."

“Yes, listen to me, babe."

Aiden let out a long sigh and rubbed the back of his head. “Well, I guess it's not a secret anymore and people aren't calling me names so it's not that bad."

Wow…I have to admit I'm a little jealous. Summer thought as Aiden answered a few more questions from the group. When I think about my last boyfriend…ugg, what a loser. Aiden can take care of his woman and then some. I wonder if…No, now's not the time."

“There's nothing wrong with a little group action." Mack spoke up, “That's how we got started in the locker room one day."

Dannie shook her head while Kaylee shrugged her shoulders and giggled.

“Excuse me," Kristy spoke up, “I know Audrey and Chelsea mentioned, ah, fur growth."

Audrey's ears canted forward when she heard her name. “We did, are you experiencing it too?"

“Ah yeah…at first it was right around my junk. It stood out because it was reddish and well…" she pointed to her dark almost black hair.

“Heh, mine is coming in…what did you call it Chelsea?" She turned to her roommate.

“You mean when I said you had a dappled white butt?" She replied instantly.

There was a round of laughter from those on the call. Even Summer couldn't help but smile.

“Yeah, well," Audrey ignored the slight blush on her cheeks, “it's mostly white back there, with gray more towards the front."

“I'm more of a solid chestnut color," Chelsea patted her thigh as she answered, going by what I read online about horses."

“Yeah, I've spent some time researching horses too." Kristy continued, “They call my fur color 'bay". I was trying to tell if I'm taking features from a specific breed or it's all just random horse stuff.

“You guys really have fur growing in?" Casey said, shaking her head. “I can barely deal with a tail." she shifted on her chair as she thought about it.

Kristy stood up and pushed down the baggy wind pants she was wearing. Like most of them, she had given up on undergarments, so her dark brown balls and sheath were on full display. It wasn't her intention to flash the other people on the call with her junk, what she wanted to show was the fur covering her now toned legs. It was like she had said, a reddish color referred to as 'bay' in equine circles.

“Wow, um how far does it go?"

“Right now it goes up to my waist," Kristy pulled up the hem of her shirt and showed where the fur faded out to skin, “ and it stops above my knees." She pulled a leg out of the pants to lift it up for the camera.

“That color looks like one of those beer-horses." Abby said as she leaned in towards the screen

“You mean Clydesdales?" Chase offered.

“Yeah," she nodded, “do you think Kristy will get the fluffy socks?"

“I…didn't even think of that." Kristy admitted as she sat back down without her pants.

“Thank you for sharing, Kristy, but you can put your pants back on." Summer said politely.

“I'd rather not, even wind pants don't feel so great rubbing against my fur. You girls know what I'm talking about, right?" she raised an eyebrow.

There were some nods and murmurs of agreement.

“Ladies…" Summer sighed, she felt like things were on the edge of getting out of hand.

“Come on, Summer," Kristy pleaded, “we aren't in a room on campus, what does it matter if we get a little more comfortable?"

“She does have a point." Audrey said. “We don't tend to wear much in the apartment anymore these days."

“Go on, take off your sweatpants, I'm sure everyone wants to see your butt now anyway." Chelsea laughed.

Audrey glanced back at her roommate. “Only if you're dropping the skirt too."

Summer rested her face in her hand. At this point she could either end the call or just let everyone strip down. Honestly, she wouldn't mind letting it all hang out for a bit herself, now that the idea was in there. By the time she looked back up. Audrey and Chelsea had lost their bottoms and were moving on to pulling off their tops.

“I suppose," she began getting everyone's attention back, “since we are all in a safe place to do so, we might as well. Of course if anyone is too uncomfortable they may leave the call."

“What about the boys?" Cora asked as she helped Stacy out of her shirt.

“We can leave, if it makes you all more comfortable." Even as Aiden said that, his ears were already flushing.

Julie put a hand on his arm and stopped him from getting up. “I'd like Aiden and the other men to stay. They are our supporters, we shouldn't chase them off."

“Is everyone alright with that?" Summer asked, looking through each of the camera feeds on her screen. “Alright as long as everyone is comfortable…"

They must have been, as clothing was removed by the attendees rather quickly. At first the men didn't make a move to strip down, but that changed when Tara pulled Ryan's shirt off over his head. Finding herself the only one still clothed, Summer decided to just join in rather than be the odd one out. Having a good look at everyone now, the women started to compare each other.

“Oh wow, Chelsea was right about your butt!"

“Man, just how big of a cup size is that? Like a J?"

“What is going on with your hips? Wait, it looks like Rachel has the same thing going on, but less fur."

The only ones being quiet were the men, who were trying their best to not show their excitement. However, it did not go unnoticed, especially by their partners. And there was little chance of hiding their excitement with crossed legs. Tara pulled Ryan up against her body and started to make out with him. At that point the sexual energy spread like wildfire through the call. Summer couldn't look away as the meeting devolved into some kind of distance orgy. Her biggest regret, however, was not having a partner to join in with as she watched.

Audrey was on all fours on the couch while Chelsea rammed her from behind. Her large hips weren't just for show, judging by how much Audrey moved with each thrust. Kaylee, Mack, and Dannie were sandwiched together with Mack as the meat in the middle. Thanks to their time together, it didn't take long for the thruple to find the rhythm. Mack was the loudest of the three as she was both giving and receiving. Tara was in her favorite position: face down, ass up with Ryan's face buried in her pussy. He teased her donut with one hand as he went to town. The Wildcats ended up with Stacy being spit-roasted between Cora and Madelynn.

Summer looked down at her own, now throbbing, erection. It was too much and she just grabbed it with both hands and started to stroke. She let out a long shuddering sigh as she did so. Summer let one hand slide down low to play with her now wet pussy while she continued to stroke her cock as best she could with one hand. Watching her fellow Lady Stallions indulge themselves only further excited Summer.

It didn't take long until the call was filled with moans and cries as the members of H.O.O.V.E.S. reached their climaxes. Summer emptied her load into the wastepaper basket she had nearby before collapsing back onto her couch, feeling at least a little relief. As she caught her breath she saw some of the women doing the same, while others were switching positions with their partners.

Summer dragged her body back up to the laptop and cleared her throat. “Oh, ok…I think I'm going to end things here. Though I'm guessing a lot of you aren't quite finished yet." She paused as there was some laughter. “Just remember if I do get us a room next week, clothes have to stay on, alright? Everyone take care and be safe." With that, Summer ended the call. She leaned back against her couch, sighing loudly. Not how I planned on the meeting to go. I swear, I didn't used to be like this. I need a long hot shower and then I'll give Uncle Joe a call and see what he's got worked out so far. Summer got up, stretched, and headed to her bathroom. She didn't bother to gather her discarded clothes. And then, I think I need to find a date for tonight, I'm tired of just my own two hands. I wonder if Julie and Aiden are doing anything tonight…

Chapter 9

Audrey was at the on campus coffee shop. She was standing at one of the high tables, afraid she would flash something if she sat on one of the chairs. Audrey was wearing a hoodie under her winter coat to hide her ears, but her now much longer hair spilled out the sides. She looked down at her large black coffee, still unsure of what was planned. Dr Vasseur joined her with a cappuccino in hand.

“Do you need a moment?" She asked, seeing the expression on Audrey's face.

“It doesn't matter." Audrey lifted the paper cup to her lips and took a sip. “I'm doomed."

Dr Vasseur shook her head softly. “You are not doomed. This isn't really your fault."

She looked her mentor straight in the eyes. “I'm the one who read the inscription."

Dr Vasseur arched an eyebrow. “What are you saying? That it's your fault because you can read Latin?"

“You know what I mean."

“You didn't act with malice or even negligence in my opinion."

“They won't see it that way." Audrey looked back at her coffee for a moment. “Do we have to tell them?"

“Yes, because it's the right thing to do. Besides, the other women on campus deserve to know what is going on."

Audrey took another sip of her coffee. “I suppose they do. We should get going if we want to make it to the meeting before it starts."

Dr Vasseur glanced at her watch. “Yes, we should get going."

They left the coffee shop and made their way across the quad, not dragging their feet, but not rushing either.

“How are you able to handle this so well?" Audrey asked as they neared their destination.

Dr Vasseur laughed. “Who says I'm handling it well? Hell, right now I feel desperate for a cigarette for the first time in decades. Rationally, how could I expect what can only be called magical artifacts to be real? But you try telling that to my guilty conscience."

Audrey paused as they reached the doors of Kline Hall. “Promise me you wont start smoking again over all of this, Boss Lady."

Dr. Vasseur smiled softly. “I promise, though I make no promises about wine and cognac."

Audrey returned a slight smile before they entered the building. The function room wasn't too far in and several members of H.O.O.V.E.S. were milling around outside the door. They gave the professor some odd looks as she walked up with Audrey.

“She's with me, and don't worry, she knows." was all Audrey said as they walked by.

Folding chairs had been set up in a large circle in the middle of the room. Along the side there was a table with pitchers of ice water and snacks that some of the members had elected to bring. The room was full of students, talking in small groups, though they grew quiet when they noticed Dr Vasseur. Summer, however, was expecting the professor.

“Dr Vasseur, It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Summer Hooper."

“You're Joe Hooper's niece, correct?"

“Ah, yes, but how did you know that?"

“When the family of a wealthy alumnus known for donating attends the school, word gets passed around the faculty. And a name like Summer Is easier to remember than others."

“Well, mom wanted a name people would remember." Summer sighed, “Anyway, so you know my Uncle is currently visiting me and is aware of the situation. He's here to help us in any way he can."

“Thank you for letting me know. I'm ready to start whenever you are."

Summer nodded and moved to the center of the room. “Ok everyone let's close the doors and get things started."

The people milling around the door fully entered the room and closed the doors behind them. The women in attendance found their seats. Summer remained standing and waited until the room settled before she started.

“I'm glad so many were able to make it. I know with the Thanksgiving break starting in two days we all have a lot on our plates."

“Honestly, I decided to stay on campus for the holiday." Cheryl said a little dejectedly.

There were several murmurs of agreement from those in attendance.

“I know a lot of you are going to be doing that, we'll take some time to discuss it later in the meeting. However, first we have something a little more important to deal with. No doubt you've noticed our guest this afternoon, Dr Vasseur. She is here to speak about what exactly is happening to us."

There was a lot of noise from the gathered women, both talking among themselves and calling out to Summer for clarification.

“Please! Ladies! Please, calm down." Summer just barely raised her voice, and that quickly got everyone's attention. “Thank you. I have just as many questions as the rest you have, but they won't be answered if we don't give Dr Vasseur the courtesy to speak."

After looking around the circle, Summer sat down and gave the floor to Dr Vasseur. Despite her own worries, this wasn't the first time she had to speak publicly. She cleared her throat and addressed the room in what she hoped wasn't a nervous voice.

“Good afternoon. For those of you who don't know me, I'm Dr Laura Vasseur, chair of the archaeology department here at Silver Mountain. I've been invited here by my grad student, Audrey, to explain what has caused the, um, changes the women on campus have been experiencing. Earlier in the year at a dig site in Northern Africa several unique artifacts were discovered. Due to unstable political situations, they did not arrive at the university until several weeks ago."

With the mention of the timing, Dr Vasseur could see looks being exchanged between the women in attendance.

“With help from Audrey, we unpacked, photographed and cataloged the artifacts as the first step of studying them. One peculiar artifact drew my attention. It has several ancient languages inscribed on it, but the only one I understood was Latin."

Audrey gave her mentor a questioning look. If Dr Vasseur saw the look, she didn't react to it.

“Without thinking really, I recited the Latin inscription aloud while handling the artifact. I felt nothing at the time, but I realize now that Audrey did."

Audrey started to stand up at this point, but Dr Vasseur turned to her and shook her head.

“What exactly I unleashed, I can't say, is it some kind of technology beyond our comprehension, or actual magic? Is there even a difference? But whatever it is, it was because of my actions, unintended or not, this so-called 'Blessing of Epona' was unleashed on the women of this school."

Audrey saw a mix of emotion in the faces of the gathered women. Confusion, shock, relief, and more than a few were angry. Of course, all the anger was focused on Dr Vasseur and not herself.

“How could you?"

“How can we live like this?"

“Make it stop!"

“How come you get to be normal?"

“It may have had something to do with my age." Dr Vasseur raised her voice to address the last comment. “To be blunt, I'm hardly a ripe fertile woman these days." The crowd quieted down, and a few of the girls even blushed. “But there could also be another factor. Long before any of you were born, my grandfather stumbled upon what he called a 'witches den' somewhere in France. In that place he found this," she paused to pull out her necklace and held it up, turning so everyone could see it. “Audrey and I believe it has connections to the same cult as the artifacts."

Audrey noticed that everyone's eyes were transfixed on the amulet, like they couldn't look away from it.

“I've worn this every day of my life since I received it, and I was wearing it the day everything started." There was a brief murmur through the women. Dr Vasseur waited until it quieted down before continuing. “I've been working with Audrey for some time now, researching what exactly I did and trying to find a way to stop what is happening. We've been burning the midnight oil to find out what little we could." As she tucked away the amulet she saw the eyes in the crowd turning towards her grad student. “Audrey was keeping quiet on this at my request. It may have been selfish, but I wanted to try and figure out a solution first, but I see now that was a foolish plan."

Summer stood up from her chair. “Dr Vasseur, is there anything we can do to help with the research?"

“We're exhausted from the work, so any help would be appreciated, even if it's just refilling the coffee pot."

There were a few nervous chuckles at that.

“I'll put together a sign-up sheet after the meeting." Summer said before turning to address the room. “Does anyone else have any questions for Dr. Vasseur?"

There was a wave of murmurs, but ultimately it was Tara who raised her hand. “Are you going to reverse what's happened?" She seemed unsure about the prospect as she asked.

“Honestly, I don't know. We think there is a way to stop any further changes and stop it from spreading to any other women, but beyond that?" Dr Vasseur shrugged.

Tara's face looked a little relieved. “I see, thank you."

“Any other questions?" Summer asked, looking around the room. “Alright then. Thank you for explaining what you could, Dr Vasseur."

“I wish I could do more." she replied softly before sitting back down.

“Alright, let's move onto the next thing on the agenda. We're going to discuss holiday plans since so many of us are staying on campus for Thanksgiving."

***

As the meeting came to an end and they started to clean the space Audrey noticed Dr Vasseur slipping out. She quickly hurried after her and caught her mentor before she could leave Kline Hall.

“Dr Vasseur, wait!"

She paused with her hand on the door before turning back with a slight smile on her face. “Yes?"

“You…you didn't have to do that." Audrey said softly, almost a whisper.

“I think I did. I was the one supervising you, and it is my project. Besides, I have tenure, I probably won't get fired over it."

“Dr Vasseur-"

“At this point, I think you can call me Laura."

“Laura…thank you." Audrey reached out and hugged her tightly.

***

Summer parked her car and turned off the ignition. Usually there would be more cars in the parking lot of Delarosa's, but with Thanksgiving happening tomorrow many potential customers were already on their way home. Summer got out of her car and hurried to the entrance. After telling the hostess her uncle's name, she was escorted to the banquet area. Her Uncle Joe stood up and walked up to greet her with a hug.

“Did you rent out the banquet hall just for me?"

“It's nothing, really," Joe made a dismissive gesture, “I just wanted to ensure we had privacy."

Summer gave him another squeeze before letting go. “Thank you, for everything."

Joe just smiled and escorted Summer to her seat. “I hope you don't mind, I ordered a few appetizers already."

“No, it's fine." she settled into her chair, “Honestly I've been eating a lot more these days."

Her uncle nodded and took his seat across from her. “That's not too surprising given all the, ah, growth you're experiencing."

Summer nodded as she glanced at the menu.

“How are things going with your support group?"

Summer sighed and put the menu down. “I have news I need to discuss on that front, but first I could really use some ice tea."

“We'll wait until after the appetizers arrive then."

Summer placed her order and enjoyed a few clams casino before she was ready to discuss the H.O.O.V.E.S. meeting with her uncle. Joe listened intently as his niece recounted Dr Vasseur's confession.

“Sounds like an unbelievable story, but this is the situation we're in." Joe sighed before sipping his wine. “I'm not going to lie, I want to reject all the mumbo-jumbo cursed artifact explanations but…"

“But?"

“Dr. Clemens received the results back from the samples he took. Whatever has happened to you, it goes down to your DNA. There are, what did John call them…Markers! Markers that read as human, but you also have equine and other as yet unidentified markers."

“I…I shouldn't be too surprised." she looked over to a mirror on the far wall. “Two of our members' ears have become equine and they're growing manes."

“There's more." Joe took a deep breath as he searched for the right words. “You're not shooting blanks."

Summer snapped her head back to look her uncle in the eyes. “What?"

“From what they could tell you are extra fertile, by both human and horse standards."

She shook her head. “I wasn't even thinking about that."

“You're not infertile in the other way either. From what John could figure out, your hormones are so out of whack it's acting like a kind of birth control, at least for the time being."

“Wow, yeah, if it wasn't at least someone would have been knocked up by now. Is it going to stay that way?"

“We don't know. Maybe if the changes stopped and things stabilized you'll be back on a normal cycle, but it'll need more research."

“That's a lot to take in."

“This situation is beyond a lot to take in." He swirled his wine in his glass, looking down at the red liquid. “If more obvious physical changes are starting to happen, we won't be able to keep this quiet for much longer."

“Especially now that it's spread out of Silver Mountain Creek, university and town."

“Ah yes, the incident after the field hockey game."

“I know the three wildcats are doing their best to keep things secret, but they don't have the rest of the female student body at Keystone Tech to help them do that."

“For now, anyway. It's already spread to people that were not involved in whatever Vasseur triggered. We need to get ahead of this before it spreads any further."

“I know. I'm just worried, the semester is almost over, what about exams and all that?"

“What we're dealing with is more important than academic careers. I've been talking with some contacts I have and the university is starting to look suspicious to people who look for, let's say, oddities in the mundane world."

“Damn it" she sighed and drained the rest of her ice tea. “What do we do then?"

“Nothing until after Thanksgiving, we're going to need everyone here. I've got a few things I'm working on, but it shouldn't be much longer. In the meantime, Do you have the contact information for Dr Vasseur?"

“I have her university email, why?"

He folded his hands together. “I need to discuss some things with her, personally."

“You're not going to do anything to her, are you?"

“No. First of all, I believe her that this was unintended, who thinks magic is real, after all? And more importantly, we need her help to stop and hopefully reverse what has happened to you and the other girls."

“I'll message Audrey, she can get the rest of her information."

“Thank you. With the business out of the way, let's try and enjoy the rest of the evening, shall we?"

Summer smiled softly. “I'd like that."

***

Madelynn fiddled a bit with her camera before she connected to the call. Just a few moments later she saw the smiling face of Summer on her screen.

“Hello Madelynn, I hope you had a good thanksgiving."

“Honestly, I did. It might have just been TV turkey dinners with Stacy and Cora, but there were a lot less drunks and arguing than back home. Honestly, I think I'd rather spend Christmas with them too, if I can."

“I'm glad you could make the best of the situation. Where are Stacy and Cora, by the way?"

“Out enjoying some Black Friday shopping. As for me, I'd rather just stay in and watch some trash TV."

Summer chuckled. “Given the choice, I'd take the trash TV too. Did you three read through the email I sent after the last meeting?"

“Yeah, kind of wild. Like something out of a movie. I wouldn't believe it if I didn't already have a horse cock hanging between my legs."

“I think we all feel that way. Anyway, I wanted to not only check on how you three were doing during the break, but let you know we've got something in the works."

“I'm guessing it's about going public."

“Yes, it is I want to-"

Summer was cut off as there was a loud banging at Madelynn's door.

“Aw damn, give me a second." She said to Summer as she got up to her feet. “I'm coming!" She shouted to the incessant knocker.

Madelynn unlocked and opened her door and her eyes went wide with surprise. The last person she expected to see, Katie Hennings, was now standing at her door.

“What the hell do you-" She was interrupted by Katie shoving her back into the dorm room. “Hey! You get the fuck out of my room!"

“You shut your mouth! This is all your fault!" she yelled back."

Summer couldn't see the pair of women, but could hear them clearly. Oh god…what is going on?

“What the hell are you talking about, you man stealing bitch!"

“I didn't steal Chandler, you idiot! He said you two were on a break!"

“And you believed that bastard? Everyone knew we were dating!"

“Forget about that jerk! That's not why I'm here."

“Oh and why…" It was then Madelynn caught Katie's scent and realized she was in the same predicament.

“You did something to me! It all happened after you confronted me in the cafeteria. You cursed me, you little witch!" Katie reached down and lifted her skirt, showing off a dark brown sheath and matching pair of balls. “Get rid of this fucking thing now before things get any worse!"

“Katie I…" Madelynn bit her lip. She didn't want to get turned on by this, but staring at Katie's junk wasn't helping. “Katie, this has nothing to do with Chandler, ok? I didn't curse you or anything, I'm kind of dealing with it myself…"

Katie dropped her skirt, still glaring at the other woman, but she looked down and noticed the bulge in Madelynn's sweatpants starting to twitch. More than that, her nostrils were filled with the scent of her rival's arousal.

Meanwhile on the computer Summer was rolling her eyes. Oh god, it is spreading there now…but how? I can't believe this is happening now! Not when we're in the middle of everything else. “Hey, Madelynn? I'll call back later, ok? It sounds like you've got enough to deal with."

“W-wait! Summer!" but by the time she reached the computer summer had already ended the call.

Katie followed Madelynn to the computer. Her skirt was already starting to tent.

“I've been locked in my room dealing with this all by myself since I sent Chandler packing. I showed you mine, now show me yours."

“Aren't we supposed to hate each other right now?" Even though she said it, she didn't really mean it.

It was completely believable to Madelynn in retrospect that Chandler was a jerk to both of them. The only thing Katie had done was believe the cheating asshole. But he wasn't here at the moment, and her own need was becoming obvious through her sweatpants. Madelynn didn't pull away when Katie placed her hand on her waistband and pulled it down. Since she hadn't bothered with underwear, she was on complete display. Madelynn's balls and shaft were dark brown and a pink and brown mottled shaft was already extending out. She fumbled with Katie's skirt and soon it dropped to the ground.

Katie's black balls and sheath were contrasted by her bright pink shaft. Madelynn reached out and wrapped her fingers gently around the pink shaft. Kattie followed suit soon after. Unsure at first they teased more than touched, but it escalated to stroking quickly. Katie was biting her lower lip. It had only been her hand since the changes started. It had been much the same for Madelynn. She hadn't joined in with her teammates as she was still dealing with her break-up. As they stroked each other's cocks to full hardness, the pair became bolder.

Katie slid her hand under Madelynn's shirt and fondled her breasts. She then jumped slightly when her own rear was grabbed tightly. Soon after that more clothes were tossed down onto the floor and they moved to the bed. Katie's tongue was deep inside her partner's mouth as they rolled over the sheets. They ended up with Madelynn on top and starting to slip down in between her partner's legs. Katie spreader legs wide, inviting her in.

Madelynn lifted the heavy back balls and stared at the mare slit. She ran her fingers slowly over the flesh, contemplating for a moment if she was really going to do this, with Katie Hennings of all people.

“Oh please! Please put it in!" Katie moaned.

The words hit harder than the pheromones for the young woman. Madelynn shifted her position and with her hand guided the flattened head of her equine cock to the waiting pussy. She closed her eyes and pushed in slowly. Katie practically levitated off the bed. Her mouth was opened wide, yet she could barely gasp for air. Madelynn let out the breath she was holding once she was fully hilted inside of her partner. They paused, staring into each other's eyes for a moment before Madelynn started to move.

She started by just rocking her hips slowly, getting used to the new sensations. The encouraging moans and coos from Katie pushed her further. With one hand on her partner's waist the other went to the pink shaft and stroked it in time with her thrusts. With the double stimulation Katie was in a blissed out haze. Her body squirmed on the bed as she moaned loudly.

Madelynn took a certain pleasure in knowing that Chandler couldn't hope to ever fuck Katie as well as she was right now. She couldn't help smiling as she plowed harder into her partner. Katie's nails dug into Madelynn's thighs. The only thought in her mind besides the pleasure was what she would do to Madelynn on her turn. Every muscle in Katie's body started to tense and she cried out loud enough to be heard easily through the dormitory walls. Her cock fired ropes of cum onto both women and all over the sheets.

Madelynn wasn't quiet either as she dumped her load into Katie's hot pussy. She was grateful her neighbors had gone home for the break. She wiped some of Katie's cum off her face as she slowly caught her breath. Katie panted and slowly her eyes flickered open.

“You were just as pent up as I was, weren't you?" Katie asked.

Madelynn managed a shrug. “Probably."

“I'm sorry I screwed around with Chandler…I really didn't know he was cheating."

“Don't worry about it, he's a bastard. And besides," she leaned down close to Katie. “I'd rather have you plow me anyway."

Katie giggled softly before pulling Madelynn down for a kiss.

***

Summer pulled up to the Smith House. It had been built as a large almost mansion sized home back in the Victorian Era for the Smith family. Sometime after World War two the house was renovated and split into apartments. It was a popular choice for students due to its location just off of Main Street. It gave easy access to many of the town's amenities. Summer hurried through the cold night to the door and rang the buzzer for Julie and Aiden's apartment. It was just a few moments before Julie opened the door.

“Hey, come on in before you freeze." Julie said, welcoming Summer into the foyer.

“No kidding. If it's already this cold in November how cold will it get in the middle of winter?" She closed the door tightly behind her.

“Well, it'll be nice and warm in our apartment, Aiden weatherstripped all the windows." she smiled.

“He's a handy guy all right." Summer smirked.

They both giggled as they made their way to the apartment. As they got closer Summer could smell the fresh pizza waiting inside. When they opened the door, Aiden looked up from the small kitchen table.

“Hey Summer, good to see you." He walked over and gave her a friendly hug.

“You guys didn't have to go all out for me."

“A few pizzas is hardly going all out." Julie said, shaking her head. “Now come on, you need to sit down and unwind." She dragged Summer to an old couch and forced her to sit down.

“I haven't even taken off my coat yet."She laughed as she shrugged out of it on the couch.

“No excuses, tonight you will relax and recharge before classes start again." Julie said as she sat next to her on the couch.

Aiden smiled at the interaction as he brought them over plates with hot pizza on them. Summer quickly devoured her first slice of pizza. This all felt so normal after the strangeness they had been through. Just having pizza with friends, like any other college students.

“Oh. Aiden, I made some ice tea for Summer, it should be in the fridge."

Summer shook her head slightly. “You didn't have to."

“Oh please, it's not that much work, besides I know you don't drink."

Aiden poured a large glass of Ice tea and brought it over to her.

“Thanks." she said softly before taking a long drink. “Ahh, that's good."

“You do so much for the rest of us," Julie placed her hand softly on her arm, “you can let me and Aiden take care of you tonight for a change."

“I know I need a break, that's why I came over. I just don't want to put you out for my benefit."

“It's not being put out if you enjoy doing it." Aiden said as he gave her another slice of pizza. “Trust me, I know we'll all be happy at the end of the night."

Summer couldn't help smiling at that. The evening continued and the pizza slowly disappeared. Summer was already feeling better before Julie leaned over and started to kiss her softly. It didn't take much convincing for Summer to start kissing her back. Aiden watched from the kitchen as he cleaned up, quite enjoying the little show. He flicked the light off over the sink and joined them on the couch once he was done.

Summer sighed as she felt Aiden's hands start to rub and kneed her back. Before long she could feel his lips gently kissing along the back of her neck. Meanwhile Julie occupied her lips with long slow kisses as her hands gently caressed her body. It was simultaneously relaxing and exciting for Summer, and exactly what she needed.

"Mmmm…" Summer slowly pulled away from Julie's lips and giggled softly. "Maybe it's time to move this to the bedroom, if that's alright with you two."

"I'm sure as hell not going to complain." Aiden said as he let his hand trail down her back.

Julie giggled and pulled Summer with her off the couch. Together the couple escorted her to the small bedroom. The lights were low and Aiden turned on a white noise generator that filled the room with the sound of waves washing up against a shore. He stood by the door and watched with a smile as Summer and Julie began to help each other out of their clothes.

Summer pushed the yoga pants down over Julie's wide curvy hips. Her hand slowly brushed against the bare thighs of her friend. Meanwhile her partner was tugging on the hem of the oversized sweater her guest was wearing. She pulled it up over Summer's head, leaving her in just an overly tight t-shirt stretched over her breasts. Both of their cocks were already slipping out of their sheaths by the time Summer's sweatpants were pooling at her feet.

Aiden watched as they both fell into bed in each other's arms with Summer on top. The women kissed deeply as their bodies entwined. Their cocks rubbed against one another as they bumped and grinded against each other. Summer slowly pulled away with a large smile on her face and turned to look over her shoulder at her male host.

“Aiden, why don't you join us?"

“I was just enjoying the view." He replied with a smile."

“Come on, I want to relax with the both of you."

“You heard our guest." Julie said, winking at her partner.

Aiden didn't seem too troubled and stripped out of his clothes on his way to climb into the bed with them. Summer pulled him in for a long kiss and they shifted and moved into a more comfortable position. Summer ended up on her back with her lips claimed by Julie. Aiden was slowly sliding down her body, his lips kissing a trail down across her chest and down her abdomen. Aiden's fingers ran teasingly down her skin while Julie's tongue danced with Summer's.

Summer sighed deeply into Julie's mouth as she felt Aiden gently lift up her balls to expose her equine slit. She followed with a moan as she felt his tongue start to run along its length. Not to be left out of the fun, Julie reached down and wrapped her fingers around Summer's tan shaft and started to stroke it gently. She spread her legs wider for Aiden and he delved deeper inside her slit with his tongue.

It felt as though all the stress of the last few weeks was melting into a building climax within her body. Summer broke her kiss with Julie and let out a loud moan as she came against Aiden's tongue. It felt good, of course, but Summer was far from done with her lovers for the evening. Aiden gently brushed the patches of dun yellow fur on Summer while Julie continued to slowly stroke and tease her cock.

Summer rolled onto her side and flicked her tail a bit after laying on it. Aiden stroked and brushed her now exposed tail with his fingers. Summer found it relaxing and sighed as she cuddled up against Julie.

“Feeling better?" Julie whispered softly into her ear.

“Mmm, getting there…" she giggled softly

As they started to kiss, Aiden reached over to start playing with Julie's tail. He couldn't help how he felt about it. Aiden loved the new additions to his girlfriend, even more than he enjoyed watching her with the other ladies on campus. Slowly his hand moved from Julie's tail to tease her donut gently. Aiden smiled when he saw the shiver go up her back. It was also noticed by their guest.

"Mmm, it's your turn for Aiden's tongue." Summer giggled.

Julie giggled as well. She pulled away slightly from Summer and rolled onto her chest before lifting her rear up and swaying her tail invitingly. Summer giggled more when she saw the smile on Aiden's face before he lowered it into Julie's pussy. As she watched him give his all to make his partner moan into her pillow, Summer smiled.

She never would have been involved in a situation like this if the semester had gone on as normal. Summer probably would have judged others for this in the past, but now it felt right, almost wholesome sharing this with Julie and Aiden.

Maybe this isn't all bad, Summer thought as she moved behind Aiden, just different than I planned…

She wrapped her fingers around Aiden's very stiff cock. He moaned loudly into his partner, but didn't stop what he was doing. Summer leaned over him, letting her cock press against the cleft of his rear and her breasts press into his back. She kept stroking his cock firmly and slowly until he came up for air.

Aiden sighed heavily. “It feels like you're ready to go back there."

“I could say the same for you." she whispered in his ear.

Aiden turned his head and kissed her gently. “Ladies first."

Summer couldn't help giggling again as she returned the kiss then moved into position behind Julie. She slipped easily into the well lubed slit, but just as she was bottoming out, she felt Aiden's fingers sliding against her slit. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled at him.

“You don't have to use your fingers." She said with a wink before she started to thrust into Julie.

Aiden took the hint and shifted position. It took a bit of trial and error to get the position and rhythm just right but before long all three of them were sighing and moaning with pleasure. Summer was in heaven. Julie's passage hugged every inch of her tan cock as she rocked back and forth. Although he was not as large as the two women, Aiden was hardly small. Summer delighted in squeezing down around his shaft tightly with each back motion.

Lost in the thrill of it all, neither Julie nor Summer noticed their ears growing longer. Summer's ears started to flick back and forth as they became mobile and they were soon covered in fine dun yellow fur. Her partner's ears were much the same, only covered in a dark gray fur. Face down in the pillow, Julie was unaware of her mousy-brown hair growing longer and further down her neck. Summer didn't notice, even as she pushed her now much longer blond hair out of her face.

As a double climax built inside of her, Summer nearly passed out with bliss. Her legs gave out and the trio collapsed in a tangle on the bed. They panted and held onto each other tightly as the sound of waves from the white noise generator washed over them. For the first time in weeks Summer felt totally relaxed.

As Summer shifted her head to the side, she felt something was different, A quick inspection with her fingers confirmed she was now sporting equine ears like Audrey and Chelsea. She sighed a bit, but didn't really feel that bad about it. Julie sat up and seemed more concerned with her new mane than her ears.

“I think it looks good on you, Julie." Aiden said as he brushed his finger slowly though her hair. “You were thinking about growing out before all this."

“Yeah," she smiled slightly, “I was, wasn't I?" she let out a long sigh as Aiden rubbed around the base of her ear. “Ooo, that feels good…"

Aiden smiled before reaching over with his other hand to caress Summer's ear. She agreed with Julie that it did feel nice.

“You know…I don't even mind this anymore." Julie said as she leaned against Aiden's hand. “Changing, I mean. I'm worried about how other people will feel about it, but the more that I go through the better I feel about myself."

Summer nodded. “We'll figure something out."

She then just closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations from Aiden stroking her head and playing with her ears.

After some time Aiden convinced them both they should just turn in for the night. Summer was in no state to argue as she was passing out now that she had released all the stress she was carrying. She soon found herself between Julie and Aiden as the covers were pulled up to her neck and the lights shut off. Two pairs of arms held her firmly and Summer felt warm and loved. The room was mostly dark with just a bit of light from the streetlamps coming through the curtain. Summer was just starting to drift off when her mind wandered as it often did. She thought back on, of all things, the video call with Madelynn when Katie came in and interrupted.

Suddenly her eyes snapped open wide and she sat up straight in the bed. Julie and Aiden were more than a little confused by her actions.

“Summer what is it?" Julie asked as she placed a hand on her shoulder.

“They're contagious!" she said in a harsh whisper.

“We know that already." Aiden yawned as he sat up. “We all know what happened with Mack and the Keystone Tech girls."

Summer violently shook her head. “No, not us. You! The boyfriends!"

“Summer?" Julie gave her shoulder a squeeze, still confused by what her friend was saying.

“You both know something has happened to the guys, just look at the performance enhancement they have all seemed to have developed."

Aiden scratched the back of his head “I mean…"

Summer continued. “At Keystone, Madelynn's boyfriend. They had sex a few times after the game. He then cheated on her with someone else. That girl is now in the same boat as us!"

“Oh, Oh shit…" Aiden's face paled. “Does he even know what's going on at all?"

***

Chandler rubbed a bit of cologne on his neck as smiled in the mirror. After getting caught and subsequently dumped by both his girlfriends he found himself single as the semester drew to a close. He had resigned himself to just hanging out at home over break, when a buddy in a fraternity let him know there were a few empty spots in the mountain lodge where they held their annual retreat over break. After the big family dinner on Thursday, Chandler drove up to the lodge and had a great time with his buddy and their frat brothers having fun, hanging out, and drinking.

Tonight there was going to be a party, with plenty of women coming from other schools. Women who would have no idea what went down back at Keystone Tech. Chandler wasn't looking for a relationship, just some fun before the end of the semester. He gave his hair a final check in the mirror before heading out.

Let's see just how lucky I can get tonight he smiled as he closed the door of his room.

Chapter 10

After jolting awake with the realization that men could be carriers for the transformation, Summer was in no mood to sleep. Aiden and Julie got out of bed with her and made a pot of tea to sit and discuss things over. Summer and Julie had borrowed two of Aiden's t-shirts to wear, while Aiden had opted just to put on some shorts out of habit. Summer finished the last bit of tea in her cup and sighed.

“This really can't wait, I need to call Uncle Joe immediately."

“Summer, it's late, what can he do about it at this time of night?"

“If it was just reporting about my ears, sure that could wait until tomorrow. But think about it. It's the long Thanksgiving weekend, how many of the boys went home? And not all of them are good boyfriends like Aiden."

The young man blushed slightly at the compliment before speaking. “Julie, she's right. Plenty of guys out there are probably carriers and don't even know yet what's really going on on campus. They may not even be cheating with girls back home if it was just a casual hook-up back here." he saw the look on Julie's face. “Look, I'm not defending them, but it's going to happen."

“Damn right it will happen." Summer said as she found her phone in a pile of her discarded clothes. “And combine all of that chaos with the fact we'll all have horse ears by the time class starts back up on Tuesday and the pony will be out of the bag." Summer didn't have time to properly fix her hair, instead she just quickly pulled it back into a simple ponytail. “I'm going to call my uncle now, and I should probably do a video call to show him my ears."

“Dressed like that?" Julie asked.

“I'm not going to point the phone down, he'll just assume I'm wearing pants."

“Like with news anchors." Aiden smirked.

Julie hit him with a pillow and laughed.

“Ok, calm down guys." Summer sat down on the armchair and scrolled through her contacts.

Aiden sat on the couch and pulled Julie down onto his lap. She snuggled against him as they quietly waited on Summer to finish her call.

After several rings Joe picked up. The screen was dark at first until he turned on the bedside lamp.

“Summer?" he squinted at the screen, having yet to get his glasses.

“I'm sorry for calling so late, Uncle Joe, but this is important."

“Wait, did your ears?"

Summer sighed and her ears folded back slightly. “Yeah, it happened to me and Julie earlier." She glanced over to Julie and noticed the oversize shirt had ridden up and she was now completely on display. “But I would have waited until tomorrow for that."

Joe was sitting up in his bed now and slipped his glasses on. “Then what is it?"

There was an incident at Keystone Tech. Turns out one of the affected women's boyfriends was a cheating bastard, he was two-timing with another student. Well, this other woman is now in the same boat as the rest of us. She had no contact with any of the three Keystone girls, but…"

“But they both had contact with the bastard." Joe let out a deep sigh and his head smacked against the headboard loudly as he threw back his head. “This is not going to be good…"

Summer looked away from the phone and looked back to her hosts. Her eyes widened slightly when she saw what they were doing. Aiden was gently rolling Julie's balls between his fingers. He was being as casual as if they were just a stress ball. Julie was reclined back against her boyfriend, her eyes half closed as she enjoyed the attention. Summer tried to shoot them a dirty look, but her attention was pulled back to her phone.

“With the long weekend sending so many students home…" Joe trailed off.

“Exactly what I was thinking. Who knows how many men are carriers? In the early days a lot of the women just carried on as normal in their relationships and parties and such. And plenty of men have no idea why us girls stopped showing up to parties a month ago."

Although Summer was trying to stay focused on the call with her uncle, her eyes kept looking over to her friends, and the show was starting to have an effect on her own equipment. Summer shifted in her seat as she felt a familiar tingle inside her sheath as more of her cock slipped out.

“I'm going to press some contacts I have pretty hard tomorrow, or I should say, later today. You are going to need to contact as many of your group as you can, because we will need to hit the ground running when this breaks."

Summer adjusted her body and tilted the camera further up, just to be safe. “That's what I figured. I'll be up early getting the word out, and organizing everyone who stayed here for the break. I just hope Dr Vasseur and Audrey are making some kind of progress on their end."

“Yes, let's hope for that." Joe lifted his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “For now, let's try and salvage the night and get some sleep."

“Ye-yeah. Night Uncle Joe."

“Goodnight, Summer."

After ending the call she put down her phone and glared over at Aiden and Julie. “Just what do you think you two are doing?"

“What we were, mmm, quiet." Julie smirked.

Aiden just laughed softly.

“I'm trying to have a serious conversation and you're over here, fondling her." Summer walked over to the couch. “You know I wasn't wearing any pants."

“Yes, and it's a good look for you." Julie giggled as she got up from Aiden's lap and quickly kissed her slightly miffed friend. “Besides, now it's your turn."

Aiden reached out and pulled Summer into his lap. She let out a little yelp of surprise but once she was in his embrace, Summer didn't bother to fight.

“Mmm…just a little bit before bed." she murmured as Aiden's fingers started to gently fondle her balls.

***

Chandler sat nervously in the white plastic chair. He had no idea what was happening. One second he was sleeping off the booze from the final night of the retreat at the mountain lodge. The next thing he knew the door to his room was slammed open and some guys in a hazmat suit were yelling at him. Chandler wasn't allowed to get anything, not even pants. He was stuck in the t-shirt and boxers he had passed out in.

He was moved into some kind of holding area. There was nothing but a table and two uncomfortable chairs. Chandler wasn't sure exactly how much time had passed, but it had to have been at least an hour by this point. Sitting in his plastic wrapped cell, all he could do was speculate what had happened to the retreat overnight. Was it some kind of terrorist attack? A new and deadly virus? Zombies? Everything seemed possible to Chandler at that point.

He was so lost in his thoughts that when the door to his cell slid open, Chandler nearly jumped out of his chair.

“Hey! What the hell is going on?" he nearly shouted at the pair.

“Sir, please calm down." One of the two people in hazmat suits said in a male voice.

“How the hell can I be calm? What is even happening? Am I going to die?"

“Sir, please sit," the other one, a woman from the sound of her voice, said, “there are some things we need to discuss with you."

Chandler slowly pulled his chair back toward the table and sat down. The second chair was taken by the man addressing him.

“I apologize for the rude awakening this morning, but we can't take something like…this lightly."

Chandler shook his head. “I still have no idea what is happening."

“Let's start with introductions. I'm Dr Graham with the CDC-"

“Oh god! It is a killer virus!" Candler leaned forward with his head in his hands, whimpering.

“Please, sir, remain calm." Dr Graham took a deep breath. “And this is my partner, Dr Madsen. We can't give you a definite answer about what is going on, as we are just beginning our investigation. However, there appears to be some sort of agent that is having an effect on some of the women present here at the lodge."

“Wait," He lifted his head up from his hands. “It's just the chicks?"

Dr Madsen rolled her eyes. “Can you pretend to not be a stupid frat boy for the rest of this interview, please?"

“Helen, please." Dr Graham turned back to Chandler. “So far the only visible symptoms have been observed on females, but we can't rule out that it has no effect on males."

“I, uh see." He still looked more than a little confused.

“We've been busy gathering as much data as we can from the affected women. Tissue and blood samples, medical history, and their activities since coming to the lodge." Dr Madsen said as she crossed her arms. “That's partly why we've kept you waiting so long."

“So it's not all scaring people in their rooms in spacesuits then?" He raised an eyebrow.

“Here's the thing, Chandler, right?" Dr Graham continued before his partner could reply. “As we looked at the spread of infection, do you know what we noticed? All of the women who show the first sign of infection all mentioned spending time with you."

Chandler blinked. “Wait, what?"

“Let me be clear," Dr Graham leaned forward and made eye contact through the facemask of his suit. “Intimate time with you."

“I had sex with infected women?" Chandler looked down at his crotch, as if afraid it was going to fall off."

“No, Alpha-Sigma-Sigma, you are the common link between all of them." Dr Madsen approached, pointing a gloved finger at him. “You are the fucking epicenter, literally!"

“Dr Madsen! That's uncalled for and unprofessional."

“"I'm sorry, Will, I just can't stand frat-boys."

“I'm…I'm not in the frat." Chandler said softly as he slouched back in his chair. “My friend is. They had some extra spaces so I tagged along." Chandler's skin was pale as a sheet as he stared into nothing. “Oh god…I'm the cause of the zombie apocalypse!"

Dr. Graham facepalmed against the mask of his hazard suit. “There. Are. No. Zombies. Chandler, we're aware you didn't know you were a carrier of, whatever this is."

“But…I wore a condom!"

“Thank god." Dr Madsen sighed.

“Helen!"

“The last thing we need are these girls being pregnant on top of everything else."

Dr Graham turned back to his patient. “Even if you were practicing safe sex, we don't know the exact vector that was taken. Though I do appreciate you trying to be somewhat responsible."

“What's going to happen to me? And the girls?" he asked softly.

“For now, we just need you to stay calm. We are going to take some samples from you, including a semen sample.

Chandler shook his head slowly. “Yeah, I'm not really in the mood for that right now."

“Don't worry about it." Dr Madsen stretched a clean glove over her suited hand and then squeezed some petroleum jelly over her first two fingers. “Just drop your shorts and bend over."

Chandler simply whimpered.

***

“Oh my god! The CDC is involved?" Summer shook her head when she heard the news.

She was in a small cafe in town with her Uncle Joe sitting in a small booth. They had met for breakfast, although Summer was losing her appetite as they talked. She sipped her tea ignoring the stack of pancakes and fruit in front of her.

“It's not that surprising, who else would you call over this?" Her uncle shrugged before starting to cut into his avocado toast. “I know right now they are imposing a media blackout, but that won't last. People are going to notice something is happening up at the lodge and once it gets online there's no stopping the internet."

“Yeah, I know." she sighed heavily."

“Speaking of which, we need to move forward before other alphabet soup agencies get involved." Joe shook his head slightly as he paused to shake more pepper over his food.

“I know. We've been working on things here over the rest of the break. We're putting together copy and paste blurbs that the women can post to their social media so we can both flood every one with the truth and all be on the same page. We're also working on more in-depth articles to explain the situation. A couple of the girls have some experience on video platforms and are trying to come up with a video to shoot and upload."

“Not to sound too old fashioned, but don't forget about traditional media. Plenty of older folks still watch the news on TV, and don't get me started on talk radio."

“You're not that old Uncle Joe, You're a Gen Xer, not a Boomer."

“That doesn't exactly make me feel younger, but I appreciate the distinction." Joe couldn't help but smile a bit. “Even if I prefer the internet these days, I keep a tab on what's being said in the broadcast world. Plenty of people with power and influence do as well."

“It's not about the content, most of what we're doing could be shown or read on TV or radio as easily as on social media. However, other than the campus radio station I don't think we have any reach."

“Finish getting your materials together then send them to me. I will take care of them. Oh, and I have the report Dr Clemens put together on his findings. I'll send that over, it should help with putting things together.

“There's something else I've been contemplating, but I wanted to run it by you first."

Joe nodded. “Go ahead."

“It's easy enough to do the social media blitz, we can all post from our phones. We've also set up some, I guess you would call them official accounts for when we go public"

Joe nodded as he continued to eat his breakfast slowly.

But I think it's important that we do something in the real world, all together."

“Mmm," he quickly swallowed, “Like a rally."

“Yes, exactly. Coming out in the open with our ears and tail's out." Summer touched the bandanna she was currently wearing to hide her ears. “I think there is safety in numbers, and if our rally is filmed and pics and videos are posted everywhere we will be a lot harder to be hidden away."

Joe quietly sipped his coffee before replying. “I feel torn. On the one hand everything you're saying makes sense and I would instantly agree with it. But on the other hand, my niece is going to be front and center when this goes down and I'm afraid of her getting hurt."

“Being able to admit your bias is a good thing." Summer reached across the table and placed her hand on her uncle's arm. “And wanting me to be safe is exactly what I expect from my favorite uncle."

He smiled slightly. “I'm only your favorite because your mother's brothers are jerks."

Summer laughed. “Doesn't make it any less true."

“I'm going to see what I can do to help keep you and the other girls safe, but I'm going to be a nervous wreck the entire time.

“That will make two of us then."

***

Summer entered the room in Kline Hall that H.O.O.V.E.S. had been working out of since Saturday morning. Dr Vasseur had pulled some strings to get them the space. Summer was glad to have at least one ally in the faculty of Silver Mountain.

Once she was in the room she removed the bandanna from over her head and flicked her ears around now that they were free to move. Looking around the room she saw that nearly every one of her fellow students had a pair of equine ears poking up out of their hair. Tails had also gotten longer and fuller and were far more difficult to just stuff away. Summer eased her own blond tail out from the back of her skirt after removing her heavy winter coat.

“Hey Summer, how was the meeting with your uncle?" Cheryl asked

“It went as well as it could. It's not good, exactly what I was worried would happen, happened and now the CDC is involved at the least. We have to move forward with coming out and doing it as soon as we can. I was running over with him what we've been working on. He asked to send over any of our materials so he can get it out to his contacts in traditional media. Oh, he sent me the report from my family doctor, we can probably use it in our information packets."

“Damn it, I was hoping we could have at least a week. And finals are coming up in two weeks on top of all of this." Cheryl shook her head.

“I know, I haven't even looked at my books, let alone studied." Summer looked around, “Are there less people here than yesterday?"

“Yeah, a few went over to help Dr Vasseur with her research."

“Ah, yeah, we need to get that figured out too. Let me get to my laptop and get that file to you.

***

Audrey sighed as they left Dr Vasseur's office.

"I don't think my office has ever been that full of students before. Too bad you are the only actual student of mine." She smiled slightly.

Audrey let out a short laugh. "I'm glad for their help. However I'm still nervous about what we're doing."

"I know how hard it was for you to come out to me, and the last thing I want is to cause you any more discomfort."

"But we need more help."

"Indeed we do, and not just with research. We need some more contacts in the faculty. From the sounds of things your secret is going to be made public knowledge soon. We will need support in the school."

"I know, I just feel weird coming out to a bunch of random old men."

"These are hand selected old men, and friends of mine to boot." Dr Vasseur smirked.

"Lara…" Audrey was still getting used to calling her that.

"Trust me, if anyone can help us it's them."

They made their way to a small conference room. Dr Vasseur opened the door for them.

"Ah, there she is." A gray haired man said as they entered the room.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Karl." Dr Vasseur replied.

"I was starting to worry you got lost on the way here." A bald man wearing thick glasses smiled.

"I'm not that old, Clive, yet." Dr Vasseur smirked.

"No, but none of us are getting any younger." a slightly pudgy man nodded towards Audrey. "Would you mind introducing us to the young lady?"

"My name is Audrey, I'm a grad student studying under L-Dr Vasseur."

"I see. Well, I'm Dr Brian Anderson and these are my colleagues, Dr Karl Schmidt and Dr. Clive Armatage."

“Nice to meet you." Audrey said in a polite tone.

"So, what's with all the secrecy, Lara?" Dr Armatage said as he took off his glasses to clean them.

"Because this is important, not just for the two of us," she pointed to herself and Audrey, “but for roughly half of the student body."

"Then why are the four of us meeting here instead of bringing it up at a departmental meeting?" Dr Schmidt asked as he leaned forward slightly.

"Because honestly, I don't trust the administration nearly enough for this."

"I can't blame you for that." Dr Anderson shook his head. “The current dean is a moron, more concerned with the image of the university than its mission."

There were nods of agreement from the professors.

Dr Vasseur sat down in an empty chair. "Audrey, if you don't mind could you get the projector set up?"

"Sure thing." Audrey nodded and quickly moved to get set up.

"I can see why you brought a student with you." Dr Schmidt grinned.

Dr Vasseur rolled her eyes "Oh be quiet, Karl, it's her laptop."

"Does yours even have a color screen?" His smile only deepened as he teased.

"This is the history building, all our machines are relics." Dr Armatage chuckled, then looked over to Audrey, “Karl is in the computer science department."

Audrey nodded as she finished setting up her laptop with the projector.

Dr Vasseur touched the medallion through her blouse then addressed the room. “Before we begin, gentlemen, I must insist that whatever you decide to do, that you remember to protect the information we are about to share. Reputations and possibly even lives are on the line for our female students."

“If we're being honest," Audrey said as she took a seat next to her mentor, “I was reluctant to bring any other faculty in on this situation, But Lara has assured me that you all are good men who could be trusted."

The Professors exchanged a few looks but remained quiet.

“It all started several weeks back when the artifacts finally arrived on campus." Several slides with pictures of the artifacts were displayed.

“Oh yes!" Dr Armatage nodded. “I remember your concern about them being looted when you got back to campus before classes started."

“Yes they were the ones. After getting them safely to the Calumet Building's basement Audrey assisted me in unpacking and cataloging them. Completely routine until we came to this one." A slide of the disk was displayed on the screen. “Audrey noted that some of the inscriptions were in Latin, and being curious, I took a closer look."

“I tried to translate them, to dust the cobwebs off my Latin." Audrey added, she wasn't going to let her mentor take all the blame again.

“Yes, but I held the disk and recited the inscription aloud. My fingers were touching the center of the disk, but apparently even with gloves on that was enough. At the time I didn't realize anything special had happened."

“I felt something roll over me, like a wave of energy and my gut fell away , like when you're on a swing. I chalked it up to being tired and hungry and I broke for lunch."

“Excuse me," Dr Schmidt interrupted, “the only dead languages I know are all programming ones. What does it say and mean exactly?"

“It reads: Epona benedictio roboris et fecunditatis ungulae et caudae filiabus concessa est. Roughly it translates to: Epona's blessing of strength and fertility will be granted to the daughters of hoof and tail." Audrey replied.

“Thank you." Dr Schmidt nodded.

“Everything seemed normal to me, but I didn't realize that I had let something loose on the women attending the university."

“Wait, Are you trying to say you let loose some ancient curse from a fertility cult?" Dr Anderson laughed, “Pull the other one, Indy."

“Brian, they aren't laughing." Dr. Armatage said softly.

“Because it's not a joke. The women started to change, slowly gaining equine features. Audrey, take off your hood."

Audrey took a deep breath before slowly pulling her hood off. Her ears reflexively twitched after being uncovered. The three professors stared. The grad student then stood up and pulled out her tail. She was hoping this would be enough to convince them of the story.

“Thank you, Audrey." Dr Vasseur turned and made eye contact with her friends. “There have been other changes to more…personal areas as well. Essentially the women have been slowly transformed into hermaphrodites with a decidedly equine equipment. I trust you will all believe me without further embarrassment to Audrey."

Dr Schmidt and Dr Anderson blushed deeply, but managed to just shake their heads. Dr Armatage stared ahead, deep in thought.

“I noticed something was off with the female students." Dr Armatage was the first to speak. “I can't remember the last time I saw a woman even just wearing jeans, and they seem to just go to class and head back to the dorms, I don't see them hanging out anywhere on campus. I think I've even heard a few complaints about it from the young men as well. All of this lines up with the timing of your story."

“We have been trying our hardest to hide our…condition." Audrey admitted. “Trust me when I say tight pants do nothing to hide it. Hell, I barely fit in baggy sweat pants anymore."

“I wasn't sure if it was something going on with the women on campus or just me. You kind of doubt yourself sometimes, worried it's your own mind going bad when you get to our age." Dr Anderson said softly.

Dr Schmidt nodded. “I thought the sudden uptick in skirts was just a campus fashion fad, just like the pink sneaker thing a while ago. I was also chalking up the complaints from the male students as just male toxicity and rolling my eyes."

“I was expecting a little more pushback from you three." Dr Vasseur admitted.

“Seeing Audrey's ears and watching them flick towards whoever is speaking is rather convincing. Reflecting back I can see how the story starts to line up with my experiences on campus. But I do have a question, Lara, why aren't you sporting a tail?" Dr Armatage asked

Dr Vasseur sighed. “Most obviously, I'm hardly a young fertile woman these days, but there does seem to be another factor. I think I've told you three about the medallion I received from my grandfather, yes?" the three men nodded slowly. “We now believe it is tied to the same fertility cult as the artifacts down in the basement. Wearing it apparently designated myself as the priestess that was supposed to lead and control the ceremony, but since I had no idea this allowed things to get completely out of hand."

“Oh my, and I thought I had problems." Dr Armatage said with a sigh.

“Clive, you've struggled more than any of us, and for a rather stupid reason."

“And I am grateful for all your support when I came out, even if I was fifty-five at the time. The least I can do is return the favor."

“I could use some help with researching a few things. At this point it's as much about myths and legends as it is history and science. Along with Audrey I've gotten some help from other students, it is helping us a bit, we were pushed past the limit with just the two of us, but some more experienced help would be greatly appreciated."

“I'm not much of a historical researcher, how can I help?" Dr Schmidt asked.

“We have one of the programming students crunching numbers for us, I'm sure you could lend your expertise there as well. However, more than anything what the women on campus need are voices to support them. There was an incident over break and the CDC is now involved. If they don't come out publicly soon, there is the very real fear that the powers that be will sweep all of this under the rug before we can figure out a way to stop the spread and continued transformation."

“I don't doubt for a second our dean would throw all the affected students under the bus to maintain the school's reputation, the bastard." Dr Anderson narrowed his eyes.

“Uncle Sam won't be any better." Dr Schmidt shook his head. “Trust me, I've worked on defense contracts before. We need this out in the open if we are going to get everyone through this."

“We all worked hard for our tenure, we might as well put it to the test. Worst case, we end up retired." Dr Armatage smirked slightly.

“I know you are risking a lot to stand by us, Thank you." Audrey said softly.

“I should have stood up years ago for myself when I was a student. I won't let my students get marginalized and hidden away now." Dr Armatage said with a resolute tone.

***

Dr Vasseur looked up from her desk. Her office at Silver Mountain never felt small before, but now that there were five other students besides Audrey working inside it was feeling slightly cramped. She saw Aurdey walking over with two fresh cups of coffee and she smiled. One of the students had insisted on buying better coffee for the team, and she truly appreciated it.

“Here, you look like you could use this." Audrey handed over the mug.

“Thank you. I've been trying to finish writing the exam in between reviewing these texts on pagan rituals."

Audrey sat on the corner of the desk. “That sounds challenging."

“Not really, I'm just copying and pasting questions from the last three exams. Remember this little trick when you have to teach classes." She winked at her student.

“Let's hope I get a chance to." Audrey sipped her black coffee. “I was up all night working on a paper. Normally I'd take my time and still finish it early. I'm almost as worried about my academic career as my physical body." she reached down and scratched her thigh.

“How are you feeling?"

“With the fur spreading across my skin it's getting more uncomfortable to wear clothes." she admitted. “Though it looks like not all of us are having that problem. Also I noticed my toenails are turning thick and black."

“I'm sorry."

“We both know I deserve the worst of it. Anyway, I've been going over some of the sacred geometry information I was able to find. Some of the books were less than scholarly, however."

“When you get into fringe studies you are going to find things like that."

“I suppose. I just wish they were less spiritual and more technical about it in their writings."

“I can't believe I'm about to say this, but you might want to be careful about science-ing the magic."

“I don't believe it either."

“Audrey, we are doing our best to understand powers truly beyond our comprehension."

“Maybe the researchers who come after us can explain what we tapped into, but I see your point. It's just hard for me to accept that I'm turning into some kind of a horse-person because of magic at times."

“Ah, hey! Dr Vasseur!" Kattie called from her computer, “I think I have something!"

Dr Vasseur and Audrey moved from their desk to Kattie as the programming student tapped away on her keyboard.

“What is it?"

Kattie stopped typing and pointed at her screen, “I think I understand how that disk thing works, or at least how to program it."

“Excuse me, did you say program?" Dr Vasseur said, looking between the screen and the young woman.

“Yeah, I had a long talk with Dr Schmidt yesterday. Man, I am so glad I signed up for two of his classes next semester! Ah, sorry, back on topic. We were talking about different computer architectures and how they worked. He's really seen so much of it in his time. Anyway, when I was trying to fall asleep last night some of the things Dr Schmidt talked about reminded me of some of the data I was looking at for you." She pulled up a picture of the disk. “So, the incantation is basically the input command, while the runes themselves are the base code. I'd not be surprised if the crystal is the compiler."

The room had grown quiet as everyone was listening to Kattie's exclamation. It took a moment before someone broke the silence.

“See, I was right." Abby said as she shook her head. “I told you computer programming was magic."

There was a bit of giggling from the other students at her observation.

“So much for not science-ing the magic." Audrey said with a smirk.

Dr Vasseur shrugged her shoulders. “Good job Kattie. Maybe you want to consult a bit more with Karl on your findings. In the meantime, Audery and I will have to figure out what the input will need to be to end this."

***

Dr Helen Madsen peered into the microscope in the on-site lab that had been established. She was focused on her work and wasn't aware of her colleague until Dr Graham spoke.

“Helen, what are you working on there?"

She pulled away from the scope and turned. “Oh, Will, it's you. I was just checking out some sperm samples."

“From which patient?"

“Patient zero of the Equine Virus, Chandler Jennings."

Will sighed. “That's not really an applicable term."

“Incorrect nomenclature has never stopped the public before."

“Regardless, don't encourage it." He walked over to her side. “Have you found anything?"

“No foreign organisms yet. I can tell you this kid is fertile as hell. Even for a male in his prime he's got about twice the average sperm count, and they are strong swimmers. Good thing the party boy was wearing condoms, for, ah, traditional intercourse at least."

“Indeed." Will sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “They are getting real antsy back home about this situation."

“That's not surprising. The effect of this infection is going to raise some eyebrows. And we can't even tell what agent is causing it to spread."

“Speaking of spreading, Mr. Jennings revealed that he was engaged in intercourse with two women before the Thanksgiving break. His girlfriend and the girl he was cheating on her with."

“Why am I not surprised he's a cheating bastard?" Helen sighed. “Was this back at his college?"

“Yeah, Keystone Tech. I'm going to be heading over there with a team to investigate."

“That's just what we need, the Equine Virus in a college full of horny undergrads."

“Please stop calling it that!"

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