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Joseph pat the wolf Snow, while sitting beside it cross-legged. He delivered another meal to the old wolf; an exchange for his cooperation in Joseph's latest experiment. Not that the wolf knew he was contributing to anything, anyway. The enclosure is a rather large cage inside of a huge cabin Joseph has converted into his lab. A remote location nestled in the roots of mountains. He is an alchemist, you see. He had trouble finding support for his work, for while most alchemists toil to improve themselves or humanity... Joseph's work is to improve beasts.

While humanity is improving on its own by leaps and bounds, it has pulled itself from the dark ages and expanded greatly, in no small part due to alchemical and technological advancements. But humanity needs room to expand into... space that was no doubt already occupied by animals and plants. Basic rules of physics- no two objects can exist in the same place, at the same time. Animals have evolved to specialized locations where humans can just invent their own methods of surviving... well, just about anywhere. So Joseph toiled away trying to invent a means to enable animals to go just about anywhere, too.

Now, building some genetic monstrosity was never on his agenda- constructing a new 'perfect being' was never going to be within his power, or authority to do. But there are beasts in every biome. Everywhere on Earth there is at least some living organism that has adapted to that environment already. Which means the genetic coding for surviving there already exists. He just needs to bring them together.

Snow the fluffy male white wolf, Dorothy the whitetail doe, Meso the female hawk, Dusk the male workhorse, Dr. Glubs the male Salmon, and an apple tree... which, doesn't have a name, unsurprisingly. With these he has the genes for graceful and powerful land travel, the ability to fly the skies, the ability to breathe underwater, and the ability to regenerate limbs and live for centuries. Carnivore, Herbivore, and even the 'herb' itself.

Obviously since Joseph is doing this to help the animals adapt around humans; he has made the enclosures they are in as hospitable as he could afford to do. They may be caged up, but he is making sure they enjoy their stay. The crankiest of them is Meso- since he cannot allow her to fly off. She is a trained hawk though, so if he is supervising he can still let her fly around- she will return on her own. Dusk is just in a stables out back and automatically gets to run free whenever Joseph needs to return to civilization since Dusk is his only ride within the next several miles. He doubts Dorothy would wander far either, but as a deer she gets spooked and side-tracked very easily, so she may end up running off without actually meaning to.

Joseph has dark blue eyes that almost look indigo, and his brown hair is very short and bristly while he has a bushy mustache that connects to a short, bristly beard. As an Alchemist he isn't exactly muscular, but having to live in such a remote location to do his research means he cannot be weak, either. At 5'11" he is a shade over the average height. He wears a white lab coat but living so far out and doing plenty of physical chores has left the coat only white-ish, and a bit frayed at the edges. He wears glasses so thick a normal person could use them as a magnifying glass.

Joseph ended up playing around with the animals in their habitats quite a bit. A frustrating aspect of his alchemical progress is that his tinctures take a good amount of time to steep- he can't progress his research till it is done, and he cannot personally speed up the process. Dr. Glubs actually lives outside- a small natural hot spring that Joseph uses to bathe himself, so the two end up hanging out naked together. Joseph blabbing to the fish about new theories while he washes off, and the fish just wondering if that thing between his legs is a worm he could eat. Good thing he never tried- salmon have beaks.

Joseph woke up rather chipper today though, prancing down the stairs from his bedroom on the second floor and immediately grinning at all his equipment- seeing the steeping process finished on the latest potion compound.

Joseph twirls around, grabbing a bar on Dorothy's huge cage. "Aha~ today is the big day, girl! The big step- actual trial testing! That means you are one step closer to being able to prance off to find other deer and leave my stuffy place behind."

"Eeei-ough!" She tapped both front hooves one after the other, looking a bit nervous.

"Oh no- don't worry, no needles for you."

He wandered between the huge cages for Snow and Dorothy- across from each other obviously; he wouldn't put predator and prey side by side. Wandering to the back half of the building that was only a single level- under a sky window is a small apple tree indoors, in an indoor garden plot, dead-center under the light.

Joseph pat the trunk. "The plant gets the first dose. Because the effects in a plant will obviously be in slow-motion, allowing me to diagnose the changes as they occur. If something messes up- I actually have a shot of stopping it before it even completes in the first place. The plant also has a much better shot of regenerating from anything I do mess up- you could chop it in half and it still has a chance of growing back. None of us can boast the same."

Joseph has taken a gene sample from Meso- which should just be the trait of feathers and wings and is giving that to the apple tree. So will it be a flying plant-bird tomorrow? We are about to find out. He injects the potion into the root system so the plant can absorb it and circulate it naturally the same way water would. The tree is in a very active part of its life cycle right now anyway- it is blooming. It is early autumn- though this close to the white-capped mountains the area around the cabin sort of just looks the same regardless of the time of year. Most of the trees outside are evergreen so they don't really care what the season is.

Joseph wandered around the cabin doing his usual chores, tending to the animals and raving about how excited he is for these results, but keeps looking to the tree with a frustrated sigh. Trees don't move quickly- ever. Even if everything worked how he planned, it's probably going to take a long time for those results to actually even start to be visible. So once again it was a long-ass waiting game.

He blushed at himself, feeling oddly horny toward the end of the day. His excitement seems to have translated to something else. Well, not like he has any partners to help on that end, not in this remote location. The only one seeing any action is Dusk- who has a mount for collecting 'samples' from, as the easiest means of doing so for a stallion that still has his pendulous balls intact.

By the end of the day, Joseph was feeling a bit odd. Not just because his penis kept hovering around a half-chub, but also oddly giddy... even though he had a long time to wait, and thus has nothing to be excited for presently. He ate dinner as the last traces of sunlight faded outside to a metallic orange glow between the evergreens that form a wall between him and the rest of society. His body felt sort of... tight. His skin felt unusually firm, but not the sort of tension you get when it is cold and gets goose-bumpy. And he is not cold, besides. If anything he feels a bit too warm. He keeps running his hand over his arm feeling his skin to test for anything amiss. It feels perfectly normal though, just... a bit taut, and thus a bit smoother feeling than normal.

He went to bed still experiencing this sensation. When Joseph woke the next day the feeling was still present but it had diminished and his body had gotten somewhat used to it- so he had to really concentrate to even tell it was there at this point. He put his clothing on for the day and furrowed his brow when he pulled his sock almost to his knees. What? Since when were his socks this big? He stood up and his pants immediately fell off. His underpants remained on because the elastic in the waist but his pants in spite of being fully pulled up already just fell back off with no resistance. He flapped his arms and seen how much space there was in the sleeves still. He... SHRANK?! HOW?!

Joseph immediately thought of his transformative potion but he never took the potion. He never even spilled the potion- the potion has never made contact with him in order to affect him at all. But then how the hell does he just randomly shrink overnight?!

He runs to the mirror, practically tripping over his ill-fit clothing. He looks... different as well. Younger? He cannot quite put his finger on it, but the difference in size is more immediately obvious. His morning wood was also not going away in spite of his worry, tenting his underpants. He put his fingers down the front of them and brushed them down his thighs a bit out of the way, almost afraid that his penis has also been altered somehow, but it actually seems to be immune. It did not even shrink in relation to the rest of him- which had the side effect of actually making it look BIGGER than it was before.

Joseph squints at his reflection and also notices- his eye color changed. The deep, purplish tone was gone, turning them from indigo to blue like the mid-day sky. He felt dizzy a moment and the muscles in his back squirmed making him moan. He braced one hand on the frame of the standing mirror and hunched over. The muscles in his back suddenly bulged- yanking up all the extra fabric from his too-big shirt.

It almost felt like something was being pulled out of his arms from inside of his arms! Something sliding out off the upper arm and being drawn back toward the bulges. Inside- calcium jelly formed and condensed into new bone, branching at first from the existing bone of his upper arms to clone its structure. His shoulder blades thickened and then abruptly made a loud cracking sound- muffled by the flesh over it. It did not hurt though, it felt pretty much the same as popping a knuckle. His shoulder blades had split horizontally through the middle, and the outer sides were forced down by the muscle structure before re-fusing to the spine, creating a second set of sockets for the new, partially-cloned limbs to link to, below and further inward toward the spine.

To Joseph it felt like his entire torso was squirming on its own- though visibly wasn't really moving at all. The new muscle forming branches from the existing structures before coiling around the new limbs, making them very rotund looking before they stretch into a more proper shape. An elbow joint, then forearms, then very tiny wrist and almost non-existent hand bones before some very strangely shaped fingers? He was starting to feel very cramped in his shirt and grabbed the bottom sides to roll it up over the new limbs so he could actually turn and see them in the mirror.

"Oh- those aren't arms. What the fuuuuck?"

They looked like giant, plucked chicken wings! He grew naked wings! The potion he used yesterday was from Meso- so... are these hawk wings?? But how the hell did the traits get in HIM, he never touched the potion! Entirely naked again; Joseph skitters downstairs quickly to check his equipment to see if there is a leak somewhere that may be leaking potion material. Maybe if it leaked onto a table, it could have evaporated and then he breathed it in? No... that makes no sense, how would the genes retain their structure in the form of a vapor? There also is no leak that he can see. He somehow gained the effects of his own transformative potion without ever touching it.

He stroked his chin in confusion, then looked down to see a handful of his hair! WHAT?! Now what is going on?! Joseph immediately darted back upstairs as the animals looked at him in confusion, wondering why their master is frantically running around naked. Joseph returned to the standing mirror in his bedroom and seen the path his hand took over his face. He brushed the remaining areas and sure enough- his facial hair fell away. The roots had been re-absorbed by the skin, so there was nothing holding it to his face and it just falls away with the slightest motion. Luckily the hair on his head does not seem to be affected, only his facial hair.

Gawking at his reflection for several more minutes it occurred to him... Meso is a female hawk. The changes in his size and appearance... are making him look more like a woman. The gene transfer wasn't supposed to include gender, but it still very well could have. Joseph whimpered- caught between two problems. One; the fact he is transforming and needs to fix it, and his incessant boner which is now dripping pre without him having even touched it yet. While one was clearly more important than the other- he can solve his boner, he has no solution for his transformation. He has no reversal potion and didn't even think he would need one yet so he hasn't even started development on it; that would take weeks to actually finish. If his boner took weeks to finish- he would be hospitalized.

He plopped down on his bed, grabbed his wobbling erection like a joystick and then flopped back fully. His hands are smaller- his dick is not, so it even feels bigger in spite of being the same size it always was. He ended up squirming a bit before spreading his naked wings out- having them scrunched up under him was uncomfortable. His brain isn't used to having them, so their movement is a bit awkward- he doesn't have a full grasp on how to control those muscles.

Almost as soon as he started to pump his dick, pre started to flow generously and his balls started to feel pent up. His eyes shifted further up and widened as he watched his nipples slowly gain definition, standing up on their own into erect cylinders and then starting to push further out! They are growing- his areola becoming wider and bumpier too, then started to look puffy! Oh no, is he growing TITS?! His conscious thoughts were in a bit of a panic but the horny part of his brain was currently in charge- and very much liked that. He is into women, so if his body becomes female; he will be attracted to... himself. The more he changes the sexier his own body becomes to him.

Joseph squirms a bit in discomfort but fails to notice the changes behind him. He thinks the prickly feeling on his wings is the newly born flesh being irritated by the fabric of his bed. In actuality it is millions of tiny quills starting to emerge from the skin... the creation of feathers.

His thighs started to plumped up- the bed pressing on his butt more as it became larger and rounder. There was a hot, pleasurable buzzing sensation in his balls as they started to enlarge too! It was almost like he could somehow feel the billions of sperm swimming around in them. But that too turned out to be something else entirely! His balls went from chicken egg sized to tennis ball sized, then softball sized before with an audible gurgle they seemed to cave in at the halfway point! It felt like a tidal wave of cum was rammed up against the base of his shaft unable to progress forward for a moment as his nuts seemed to partially implode before abruptly the divot collapsed all the way through- splitting his balls in half! The chords running to the smaller nuts that branched off pulled taut and for a moment they wedged up against his pelvic floor before popping inside entirely. Oh wait, oh no- those weren't testicles! Those are ovaries!! Both testicles and ovaries are classified as gonads. That means he is still getting more feminine!

He groaned and felt a strange outward pressure inside which caused a mild, radiant pleasure, since his nervous system did not detect any damage, but still needed to alert the brain something was happening- it just sent pleasure signals. Joseph's guts gurgled loudly as room was made for the expansion of a womb now that the ovaries have taken their proper throne. His prostate tingled and his dick vibrated and bubbled pre in a lazy, unbroken stream as his forming vaginal passage had to squeeze past the prostate in order to properly complete.

With his free hand; Joseph quickly reached down to press against his taint and the touch felt good for some reason. He pressed into it and rubbed, half to continue the pleasure and half in worry to examine for changes. The more he touched though the softer the area became. The brighter it blushed, then plumped up a bit then finally it collapsed inward into the forming vagina! He gasped in shock, but it felt so good he pushed deeper and deeper till suddenly, snap- the flesh split over the hole and his hand actually passed inside! The fattened, parted curtains of meat now his labia. The spike of pleasure from being penetrated immediately caused a clit to flick out into the open, bunching up the remaining flesh into a clitoral hood!

Since the male and female genitals are essentially the same equipment, just inverted; Joseph now has two complete sets of genitals. In his pussy there is just a flat basin between vagina and the clit though- so he still only has one urethra, he won't go to the bathroom from both holes. The clit and penis actually do connect- deep inside, so when one is triggered; so is the other. When his dick becomes erect his clit will also be forced erect. When one twitches, they both twitch at the same time.

Thanks to how Joseph is laying completely down in bed- his scrotum hangs over his pussy, and while the one hand darting in and out of his new hole wobbles the scrotum around over it- the underside of the soft scrotal flesh rubs his clit over and over. His other hand pistoning his shaft is also felt as a phantom pleasure on his clit- because they are both linked to the same nerves as their source.

He was too horny to think about his worry at this point- utterly forgetting how chaotic the situation is. His wings now covered in a forest of pearlescent quills as they fatten with the bristles growing within. His eyes locked on his chest as his areola become bumpy and puffy, then tiny A cup slopes grew under them, then mini B cup hills, then C cup slopes, D cup mountains. He wiggled his torso causing his breasts to wobble around and partially part from their own weight- allowing him to look at his dick beyond them through the cleavage; giving him a nice view of both at once!

His breasts expanding felt like a mild, warm pleasure, almost itchy where it concentrated on the surface from the taut skin struggling to keep up with the internal growth. While they were growing they looked wet because of how shiny and smooth they were- only when the growth slowed did the pours on their surface become visible again as the tissue relaxes, and the perfectly spherical globes of fat start to droop into the natural slope of a perfect tear-drop shape.

Joseph was almost deliriously horny, wobbling back and forth to feel his heavy new tits slosh from one side of his chest to the other. One hand with his fingers pursed, stretching the newly created hole that itself pressed firmly into the side of his prostate trying to fight for space while his dick twitches so rapidly it's like a vibrator. Both are linked together; so when his pussy hit climax, so did his dick. The moment he climaxed his wings also went rigid, and the sudden tightening of the muscles caused all the quills to burst open and fan out into fully grown feathers!

His balls squeezed against him in between, the scrotum scrunching up as he exploded cum harder than he ever had before- arching clear over his head, the pillows and thudding against the wall over the bed! His ropes of cum hit with enough force to sound like someone drumming on the wall with their fingers. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... 6... 7...... 8 shots, then two more lazy pumps that pooled against his now taut, feminine midriff into his navel.

"Wheh... well... that... that is something of a silver lining."

He did not want to get up at risk of spilling it onto the bed and soiling it, so he ended up licking himself clean first. Joseph looked at himself in the mirror once again and groaned. Pressing his finger against his lips to lick it off- he could tell they are now plump and red. He looks like a woman! Well... his hair is still very short. He also still has a visible adam's apple and one more set of ribs than a female is supposed to. His dick is also utterly unchanged. So it is like the female traits were just layered on top of him, without actually removing any of the male traits that were already there.

"We- er... fa la la la~ hrm. Voice changed." He sounds a lot more feminine now, but not particularly womanly... his voice had become a gender neutral. "If I weren't so caught up on the fact this reflection is reflecting ME, I would be impressed with how hot she is."

He started marching back and forth along the side of his room trying to figure out what he is supposed to do next. Developing a counter-potion would be extremely difficult. Namely because he has no idea how he got the traits in the first place. But also- he is fully transformed now already so he has no idea what the process was. That was the whole reason he put it in the plant first- so he could document the changes as they happened. Post-transformation all he can do is theorize based on surface-level observations.

He then spaced out a bit looking at how dainty and small his feet look now. Then looking at his slender, feminine hands and slowly getting another erection. Ack! Concentrate! His wings also did not turn out right. They are shaped mostly like a hawks wings, sized up to fit a human body... but the feathers are snow white. Why white? Meso isn't white and she is where the traits came from. Joseph currently is the spitting image of an angel- including the fact that all ancient Sumarian accounts of angels are hermaphroditic. He cannot move the wings quickly because he not used to the muscles at all. Joseph ends up twitching muscles around randomly in his back till they eventually do the thing he actually wanted them to. They spread wider than his room, preventing him from fully opening them indoors. His room takes up almost the entire top floor, so his wing span might actually be longer than the building itself. They still folded up nice and compact.

Joseph put some jeans on so he could use a belt to make sure they actually stay on, and then knifed an old shirt of his- cutting slits on the back to he could pop his wings out of it. A bit loose in the arms and tight in the chest thanks to the female traits he got, but, eh, it's still something.

He started scribbling random formulas down on notepaper trying to calculate roughly how long it would take to approach various methods of a cure, or in most cases- the odds of the cure working at all. Not great- in any of the scenarios he could think of. He groaned, pushing himself back in his chair while spreading his wings enough that they lightly touch the floor behind him, preventing him from falling over. He lulled his head back so far he could see the apple tree on the other end of the cabin upside-down and immediately turned around. Oh- it has started to change now too. Two of its branches have grown larger than the rest- one on either side of the tree, like wings spreading out.

Well, he could technically wait for the tree to transform then use that information to turn back, but he would have to wait for it to complete its slower change to even start working on the reversal. He cupped his breasts, blushing as he hopped them up and down off his palms. His changes aren't actually harmful. Having wings would certainly be cool- moreso if he could actually figure out how to use them properly so he had a chance of flying with them.

Joseph hummed in thought. What if he didn't need a reversal potion? What if isolates a sample of masculine traits from one of the male animals instead? He has gene samples from Dusk already- he could just swipe traits from him, and cancel out the female aspects by smothering it with male!

And so that is what he did. Joseph quickly repeated his process from the other day, except this time deliberately trying to isolate gender traits from Dusk, to transfer the masculinity of a stallion into himself. He also tried to limit his interactions with the beasts today, making them wonder if they did something wrong. No, they didn't do anything wrong- he just was not sure how he transformed, and did not want to mutate them somehow on accident. He could not go to sleep that night, too distracted with the anticipation of becoming fully a man again. The addition of equine masculinity should not affect the wings- so he will still be a mutant, but; he also doesn't really consider the addition of fully functioning wings as a fail.

The tinctures mixed together to form the potion by early morning the next day- hours before the sun would rise, but since Joseph was still awake he injected himself right then and there. So he did not disturb the sleeping beasts in their cages, he returned upstairs to his room to change. He changed pretty quickly last time without even touching the potion- so his transformation this time should definitely not take long.

He smirked at himself in the mirror. "I do love breasts- just proffer to not have them growing off me."

He slid his hands up his shirt and cupped them as if to give them a goodbye groping. The skin is so smooth and elastic- flesh bound to bubbles of fat by a thin membrane of muscle. His hands were a bit cool- so his touch caused his areola to become bumpy in response and his nipples to immediately stiffen from the touch. Both rigid and still soft at the same time. So bouncy, so squishy. Like stress-relief balls built into your own body. He lifted them on his palms, wobbling them and then clapping them together, enjoying the feeling of breast-on-breast as the collision sent ripples through their surface like two water balloons colliding. His nipples tightened so much they almost tingled from blood pressure. He felt an erection building, but soon after realized it was not an erection- the blood flow was being used in another change.

Joseph hummed and then chuckled like a madman as his package bloated in his pants. His balls swelling larger- but this time to simply grow, not to divide into anything new. His foreskin also bloated though, making his cock much wider and squishier. Veins fattened up around the base making his crotch webbed with them. Muscles in his crotch tugged at the skin around the base, and his dick bent against the front of his pants, dragging itself upright. But it wasn't getting any more erect, so how did it move?

Joseph squirmed, grabbing the front of his pants while jerking his hips back, oooh, tight, balls getting quite big... almost... inhumanly big. He... might not have perfectly isolated the horse's gender and nothing else. His dick pressed firmly into his groin as the foreskin started to fuse with his underside. A sheath?! Uh oh- in taking its gender traits he also unintentionally stole its genital shape.

The sheath bloated up fatter and longer, the flesh pooling inside more compressed as the dick itself grew in length within- without actually unravelling itself. Joseph frantically scrambled to undo his pants to free it as he was running out of space- fast. He got the belt off and the top of the fat sheath popped out, wedged between his body and the waist of his pants! The flesh of the sheath and his balls is starting to get darker the larger it gets, looking bruised at first as it turns dark. His balls completely fill the crotch of his pants and before he can grab the button- the zipper is forcefully popped open by his nuts! The button is almost too tight, but he manages to flick it open and his nuts immediately throw open his pants and shove them down to fight for space.

Joseph held his mutating package with one hand, squishing the pudgy sheath flesh in his fingers and then in arousal grabbed his right boob with the other, staggering back till he hit the edge of his bed and fell back onto it in a sitting position. His pants fell completely off and he slipped out as he staggered back without even trying- because the belt was the only thing keeping it up anyway.

The veins on his crotch were throbbing. The sheath started to get unusually thick- like, even for a horse. His balls enlarged to the size of softballs like last time, but this time did not divide, and this time they are still growing. Dark purple, then pure black as they approach the size of ostrich eggs each- or a more spherical football. The balls were doing push-ups in his scrotum, one and then the other bouncing off his pelvis, pumping him full of testosterone. The veins all through his body started to enlarge, he could feel his heart drumming all through him as a pressure in them!

His abs started to become visible! His heart sounded so loud in his ears... his actual heart was enlarging in size! Then his entire body!! Damnit! He isn't erasing the female traits. The female traits never erased his masculine ones- they just layered on top of it, so now that he added more masculine it's doing the same again; he is getting more masculine traits but it's not removing any of the female ones.

He unintentionally makes his breasts hop- surprising him into flopping down onto his back again, to dodge the incoming boobs! His pectoral muscles have enlarged- and since the breasts grow off the front of them; tensing his pecs quickly will hands-free bounce the tits. His abs really became tight, deep crevices form between muscle groups, his navel pulled long and narrow up his midriff. His arms bulked up as well. He started to roll the flesh of his soft but very large sheath in his one hand while the other squeezed his breast more. His penis was erect now... but the sheath has grown so disproportionately large that it cannot actually get out. So he was basically fucking his own sheath opening from the inside out!

His balls almost the size of a basketball each at this point. That is too big for a horse too! What is happening?! If the different gendered traits are not playing with one another, then what is causing the sheath and balls to become bigger than the actual animal they are taken from?? His hips let out a loud, hollow pop and then crunch as his pelvis partially reshaped- becoming almost twice as wide, which on one hand gave his now gargantuan testicles room to breathe between his legs. On the other hand, made his hips massive, which then encouraged his butt and thighs to grow. Female traits already made them big, round, and bouncy- now equine traits made them taut with muscle, but the two mixing together caused them to not outwardly look muscular.

He even felt his tail bone grow out into a chubby cone- though its transformation seemed to stutter; it did not get enough genetic information to complete. While his genitals and his nipples and areola became darker, turning to a charcoal grey- near black- the rest of his skin oddly drained of color, turning from his normally dark peach toned skin to pastel peach, and then almost ghostly white! His shirt started to pull tighter- fitting in the arms correctly again, but overfilling in the front thanks to his breasts. He started to sink a bit deeper into the bed... his entire body is enlarging while retaining the same shape.

The veins in his neck throbbed, swelling big for a moment and then a tickling feeling started to spread down his neck and he rolled his head and body back and forth to brush it against the bed as he realized he is growing a mane!! The tickling feeling is his hairline in the back extending down his neck!

Joseph grabbed his sheath with both hands now, squeezing it inward and wobbling it around while the plump skin squished up between his fingers. Why the heck is the sheath so enormously thick?! His eyes went wide as he looked through the valley of his human cleavage, down the gap of his collar to his junk and realized there was two fat nubs jutting out on either side of the sheath!! THOSE ARE TITS!!

A horse's sheath travels along its underbelly... which means it occupies the same place an udder would be on a mare. So in the case of a hermaphrodite horse- the teats are ON its sheath. His sheath is so enormously thick because it's developing a full udder around it!! He releases his grip to watch them billow up and wobble from the release, then cups and squeezes them in again, thrusting his hips up so his dick slides up through all the fat flesh... now it was like he was somehow giving himself the world's weirdest tit-fuck. Though this mutation still did not explain why his balls are so damn huge.

Joseph could not notice in his ample distractions that his hair color was bleeding out. His very short bristly hair was growing longer, and a bit softer- but the new length grew out as snow white, ignoring his natural hair color. So all the additional hair growing into the forming mane is already pure white. When Joseph did notice, is when his pubes started to turn white too. But why? The wings also grew white when they shouldn't have, and his skin became pale too.

The udder segments around his sheath grew bigger and fatter, and rubbing against them while he fondles them causes his cock to finally inherit its own mutations. It swelled big enough to finally start to emerge! 9 inches long and thick to boot! Then the veins become as fat as a pencil, the coloration starts to darken and it hits 10 inches. 11 inches and the head enlarges, the glans spreading wide at the corona stretching the head flatter but much, much wider. 12 inches the urethra starts to stand out from the rest of the head, the glans tighten and gain definition, deepening the pit the urethra rises from. 13 inches, it's now almost as thick as his wrist! Joseph pulls the udders up away from him, causing the dick to rise and then drops them so his cock flops down along his torso- slapping himself in the lower ribs.

14 inches, the shaft is almost black now to match the sheath but the head is still oddly the same deep peach color the rest of his skin used to be. 15 inches, the urethral bulge up the outer side of the shaft expands- the urethra probably so wide he could stick his pinky finger into it. 16 inches, it starts to arch itself inward, the middle bending away from him, an itchy pressure just under the glans! Joseph keeps one hand on his equine titty and grabs the shaft with the other. He scares himself a moment when the skin suddenly pops free- thinking he had damaged his shaft somehow, but the spike of pleasure told him otherwise! It was like scratching an annoying itch. A medial ring had formed under the head of his cock- when he pulled on it, the second layering of flesh divided and he immediately sprang up to 19 inches.

The breasts on his sheath started to rival the ones on his chest! Horse tits aren't very big at all... but taking a hint from his human genes they are swelling with fat to stay plump and projected all the time, not just when lactating. They are also growing to the size of an actual horse- ignoring the size of the rest of his body, so they are naturally going to look too big when stuck on a human. Unlike his human nipples- the equine teats are almost as wide as they are long, giving them a cone-like shape. The forming ivory mane stopped between his shoulder blades, while equalizing with the new length of his hair. Still short, but longer than it was- long enough to now be a bit wavy.

20 inches of cock, leaving a trail of pre up his torso like a slug as it grows still bigger. 21 inches- the flesh rolling out from the medial ring is starting to look dappled, transitioning between the deep peach and black flesh. 22 inches, 23, 24, 25. He started to get nervous as his cock manages to shove its way between his breasts, pushing them apart in spite of how tight the cloth canopy over them is already pulled- his nipples indented perfectly into the cloth. He is now playing with two big tits at the base of his dick while the end of his dick thrusts into the cleavage on the top of his body!

26 inches, it hops up and touches his shirt before slapping back down between his breasts. 27 inches, it's halfway up his cleavage! 28 inches, it's now at the top of his cleavage! 29 inches, the glans no longer rub along the inside of his tits, blooming into a wide flower of lust, hiding the cleavage from his view behind its wide, bumpy rimmed corona. Joseph leans his head back as the head of his cock approaches, now 30 inches! It spat a gob of hot pre and managed to hit his neck! 31 inches; past his collar. 32 inches, at the base of his throat. 33 inches now at his adam's apple as it gulps in nervous lust. 34 inches, he now cannot see the head past his own chin, it's entered a blind-spot.

34 inches is the average horse cock length which is also incidentally the length of a baseball bat. But he didn't use the average horse, he used Dusk- a Clydesdale stallion. The dick once again shuddered though- it felt like it wanted to grow still but could not find the space. A pressure in his pelvic floor, like someone was trying to tug the dick up from its roots, his body trying to summon more cock from its depths but unable to find anymore to give.

Joseph furrowed his brows at the sight of white fluff- realizing only now that he has been slowly growing white hair on his forearms! Wait, it is really thick and oddly soft... white... fur? Since his skin has turned white it sort of just blends in. Having noticed that he looks himself over without interrupting his masturbation and spots another patch on either shin. A small tuft forming on his chest, below his collar bone but above his cleavage. His pubes have also turned to white fur and are growing up his underside over his navel in a narrow triangle, spreading wide at the base to go around the udders- since they cover the sheath, that ensures his sheath will also be naked. The fur covers his scrotum and gets a bit longer and wispier in the divot between balls. What on earth is happening to him?? These aren't horse traits, the horse's fur is very short except its fetlocks, and his fur is a shade of brown that is virtually black- and his actual hair IS black; this is all white.

The pressure in his groin grew bigger, but so did the pleasure. It throbbed with the pressure in powerful pulses! He can feel the spreading heat on the bed from all the juices his unattended pussy was drooling.

"What... nnnngh, what is this pressure? I nee-HEEEEAAAAH!! HAAAH! Hoo-oh-ohmygod... ooohly shit."

Joseph went to sit up to investigate his dick close-up, but the moment he attempted to sit up his vision turned to an explosion of color and his entire body shuddered violently from an explosion of pleasure too raw for his brain to actually process. He has been paying too much attention to his dick and failed to notice his clit, which it is linked to, is now the size of a fucking tennis ball. His anus now a projected ebon ring of muscle and his pussy now transformed to the endowment of a massive mare, including the giant winking clit that looks like a tight ball of pleasure nerves- neon pink among the surrounding black. The labia of a mare projects far out from her thanks to how deep the crevice between her muscular ass cheeks is... but Joseph still has a human shaped butt, so a pussy that fat isn't really necessary; but here it is anyway.

He had to lift his hips and then fold his legs up under him so the giant mound would not grind into the bedsheets when he sits up. He clutched the bedpost to balance himself at first but then slowly looked up at the wooden sphere on the top of the post. Well... it's not like he owns a traditional dildo. Necessity breeds innovation. He immediately lifted himself up- his dick wobbling violently around, kept upright only by the sheath and his shirt since it spears his cleavage, but its weight made it prone to exaggerated movements. He balanced enough to sit on the bed post. His pussy was already so lubed it popped in WAY easier than he was expecting. His clit immediately popped out and tightened fully and as soon as the wooden sphere sank deeper, he felt it brush his prostate and his dick fired off several streams that were just pure pre!! His body struggles to find room for two sets of genitals- so you cannot stretch the vagina at all without hitting his prostate, which it's wedged against.

Joseph gasped in rapid succession; his pleasure skyrocketing from the penetration. He grabbed both sides of the ebon udder and pushed them down toward the pressure in his crotch. He felt the muscle wall of his pubic floor stretch and then a massive eruption of pleasure and a full release of pressure! A soccer ball sized globe appeared in his sheath!!

Joseph's eyes went wide. Wolf. The white hair, the patches of white fur, and now a canine knot- he somehow gained traits from Snow! HOW?! He never even took a gene sample from Snow yet! That is also why his balls are extra big- Snow is another male added to the mix.

The knot freeing itself, then sliding up the sheath dragged the shaft even longer. 34, 35, 36, 37 inches the knot peeking from the top of the sheath. 38, starting to slide out. 39, halfway, 42- once it passed the halfway point it abruptly pops the rest of the way out all at once, because of its round shape. As soon as the sheath closes to a more comfortable girth, dragging the flesh across the overly sensitive back of the knot- it is too much for Joseph.

The bigger balls were not just for show, and his prostate has mutated to many times its default inside of him too, creating a massive volume of cum! He erupted an uninterrupted stream for two full seconds, arching down to the floor like someone turned on a garden hose. Then with a powerful clench his balls lift up to pat the underside of his equine udder before flopping back down and another second-long stream erupted. Two more that were a full second long, then 7 rapid fire streamers of cum as his dick bucked violently- if his shirt did not help contain it, it probably would have smacked him in the face. Then 3 weak streams, and then a single long, trickle for several more seconds before it was finally spent. His bed was sopping after that.

Too exhausted and delirious from the explosive orgasm; Joseph could not be worried if he tried. He just shoved his soaked bedding off onto the floor, grabbed a single clean quilt and cocooned himself in that for the night as he passed out.

When Joseph woke the next day he lumbered down the stairs carefully, tossing the animals their food and not interacting with them beyond that before returning to his research, though gawked at the tree across the way. That remains the only part of his experiment that actually went correctly. The larger branches on the tree are now vaguely wing-shaped, and the leaves have arranged themselves in a sheet off the underside, like feathers.

But he knows how the tree got those traits- he gave them to it. He also gave himself some of Dusk, so obviously he was expecting a little horse. But then how the hell does he have traits from Meso when he never touched that potion. And even more baffling- how does he have traits from Snow who he never took samples from in the first place to even attempt to make a potion?? Joseph sat down to try to draw up some theoretical solutions to go after, but he did not even know where to begin. He just sat there tapping the pencil against the pad with a dumbfounded look on his face for near an hour. Never mind coming up with a cure- he can't even figure out how he was afflicted in the first place!

So his potion works, the state of the tree and the appearance of his equine aspects tell him that the potion does work as intended. He needs to improve his accuracy of isolating said aspects, but that is a relatively minor problem. The huge problem is the traits he is getting that he shouldn't be able to. He can't even attempt to put pants on anymore- his junk will never fit, never mind his now huge ass and very wide hips. His shirt only remains on because he slashed openings for his wings, and even then its pressurized- the bottom of the shirt is like two and a half inches off his actual torso because his boobs hold it too far out.

He sighed, stepping outside briefly to unlatch the Dusk's stall. In the brisk mountain air his giant balls scrunched up tight, but his teats stood up. Dusk sniffed at him in confusion- smelling mare, but Joseph returned inside before he could figure it out. Dusk could now leave- stalls open, he isn't tied up. Joseph then went over to Snow's cage.

"Welp... I guess our time together ends here big guy. I have no idea what is happening to me, so, you need to bugger off before it happens to you too. It was fine when I could ensure your safety, but now I can't."

Rather than open the front of the cage into the building, he cranked a lever which drew up large door on the far side of the cage- leading directly outside, releasing Snow back into the wild to avoid contamination. Meso's cage was at the back, in the area beside the indoor garden and tree- so her cage was also under the sunroof. Joseph was too awkward in this form to climb up to the window, so he accidentally startled Meso when he opened his wings and beat them once to hop high enough to grab the top of the cage, and with the other hand opened the window. He then plopped back down and clicked the release on the cage so she could fly up out of the roof.

"Keep an eye out- I may summon you back to roost once I figure this all out, but, if not... do what you need to do, girl."

"Skreee!" She quickly fired up into the sky, gone in a flash.

He wandered over to Dorothy's cage, keeping on along Snow's empty habitat to stay as far from her actual body as he could to get to the crank that opened her far wall back into the wilds.

"Heck of a mess I made for myself, eh? Well, you don't have to involve yourself. You signed up for a project to improve your survival odds, not muck mine up, haha."

He opened the hanger door but she just stood staring at him, she did not move to leave.

"G-go on then, shoo."

She still did not move. He sighed getting closer to the front of the cage making a shooing motion with his hand but she only took a single step back.

"Oh come on, g-geh- aah, f-f-feel... so... weird..." Joseph folded so far forward that he started to slide down the bars to the floor.

He groaned loudly and arched his back from the strange feelings, startling Dorothy into finally leaping out of the opening and bounding off into the grasslands at the foot of the mountains.

His ribs started to enlarge, but more than that with a dull pop they all disconnected from the sternum! When they enlarged they grew into different dimensions- making the rib cage a bit further out than it is wide- the opposite proportions of a human's torso. This meant he could no longer hold things properly because the furthest inward he can move his arms is straight forward- his own chest blocks them. There was a wet clunk sound as each rib expands individually to its new proportions and clicks back into place on the sternum, sealing the ribs into a full and proper cage again.

A patch of fur now started to appear on his upper back, but the feathers of the wings also spread out around the base a bit further- tapering off into smaller and smaller sizes, till tufts of down feathers blended perfectly with the shaggy white fur. There was a strange feeling of pressure in his lower back, and his spine became so stiff. More changes? What now? He hasn't taken more potion but that doesn't seem to have stopped his other changes. There was a loud, dull *cluck* sound as two vertebrae were forced apart by a growing wedge of bone! Then a hollow *clop* as it formed into a new vertebrae and clicked together between the existing ones!!

Joseph cooed at the feeling of the release of pressure as the muscles around it grew longer, feeling like a nice, long-held stretch, but the feeling kept coming. Normally if you hold a stretch too long you start to cramp, but this just kept going without turning. The stretching feeling kept going as the pressure once again built, then click as it snaps apart then pops as it re-sets with another additional vertebrae! This caused his head, shoulders, and arms to stretch away from the too- big ribs.

That was not the only change though. While this went on, his big toes regressed on his feet, while the middle two enlarged massively. The toenails on four of his digits enlarge and start to turn a deeper peach with each added layer of keratin, slowly evolving into hoof segments... he had unintentionally inherited deer from Dorothy. Thanks to Snow's coloration the hoof didn't have its own pigment, it just condensed the existing color of his skin.

Two bumps form on his forehead as the start of antlers. While against the floor his hands felt like they were pushing into the floor harder without him meaning to- he lifted one only long enough to see the flesh bubbling up. Thick, neon pink flesh wrapped around growing bubbles of fat... more wolf traits- paw pads, on his otherwise still human hands. The fur also started to spread, the patches on his forearms consumed his hands and lower arms. His legs, his crotch spread it around his entire hips. When it reached his mini tail it bloomed into a giant plume! He had grown a wolf tail... but, still wolf-sized, so, a bit small on his current body. New, tiny ribs started to form off the inside of the giant ones and were yanked up with the new vertebrae, slowly putting together a new human rib cage, one set of ribs at a time! It looked like his former body was rising out from the transformed one- but the human torso he is getting now is entirely freshly grown.

His ears become elven, then cinch at the base taking on the leaf shape of cervine ears, the skin on the inside becoming candy pink while the rest is consumed in more white fur. His lips turn from diffused red to pink as well, and then the end of his nose as it starts to grow forward, the bridge of his nose becoming wider. Joseph can only brace himself against the floor with his spine arched back, moaning at the sensation of his back getting longer and longer! His voice quakes a bit unintentionally every time a new vertebra is born, vibrating his entire body with the force. And each one adds more length to his body, starting to make him feel like he is turning into a snake somehow.

The fur grows up his body at the same rate his body extends, making it seem like it has stopped even though it's spreading just as fast. All up his back, the vertebrae are growing in size as well- not quite as severe a change but also noticeable, causing the muscle to swell around it to properly enclose the bone. More bone branched out from them, shoving downward sliding over the ribs as a new pair of shoulder blades!! The muscle for upper arms formed before the actual arms did, creating large, long bulges of muscle on the sides of the end of the old ribs.

Joseph just rolled onto his side, because his arms could not hold up the increasing weight and he just grabbed his boobs and started kneading instead- just watching the transformation passively, since he could do nothing to stop it regardless. The pads on his hands felt amazing though. Like his breasts- they are filled with fat, so it's like having a collection of tiny boobs in his hands at all times. It also means he can still grip objects in spite of the fur having consumed the rest of his hands.

He kept instinctively flexing the new muscles as they formed- every time they clench he feels a bigger and bigger object inside their core as the bone of the upper arms form, then long elbow joint, then the lower arms, knuckle joints and very large, simplistic fingers that grow hoof segments off of! He is turning into a taur!! Without removing traits he already had; his body hit a limit on beast traits. So to avoid deleting his human traits- it just grew more body to stick them on.

His sheath felt like it was tightening around his cock for a moment and he rolled completely onto his back and looked down to see his udders growing bigger! Deer and horse both have them, so the trait is overlapping and amplifying itself.

Joseph hooked his rear hooves on the bars of Snow's cage, stretched his arms out to grab the bars of Dorothy's cage and yanked on them. In rapid-fire his back cracked and popped and birthed several vertebrae as he quite literally stretched his body! A full set of human ribs, then a midriff! The giant sternum of the lower torso grew longer and an additional bone grew above the ribs to link to the projected, curved edge of the sternum. The bone actually exists in no other species- it is evolved to taurs only. It vaguely resembles a mix between a collar bone and a pelvis- but functions like a collar bone, its purpose is to brace the entire upper torso so it doesn't just fold back down into the lower ribs.

Joseph's moans and grunts become distorted a moment as his face starts to stretch out- his nose tugging it outward at first but then his upper and lower jaws follow, pulling his face longer and narrower. His skull reshaped to that of a deer- though he keeps his hair, as white as the fur that now surrounds it as even his face is consumed; though the fur here is very fine. His nose and lips are candy pink- but other parts now adopt this color as well as traits start to bleed into one another. His nipples that turned black when equine was introduced now turn candy pink, as well as his big anus, and mutated genitals.

As Joseph's udders swelled still bigger their color turned candy pink too- but they also gained some company. Another two udder segments. Deer have a four segment udder. As it swells bigger the udder now conceals his sheath entirely- so it looks like the opening for his penis is in the base of the udders themselves. His balls rest on their backside almost looking like another two segments.

His new proto limbs kick frantically, wanting to stretch and move- growing as they flail around, getting a full coat of shaggy white fur before fully developing to match the back legs. He now has the complete body of a stag, the size of a clydesdale, in addition to a large human torso that looks like it belongs to a female MMA fighter. Because the human torso was born from the old one- his wings are aligned with the lower body and sized up appropriately. By the time his udders stopped growing they looked more like they belong to a dairy cow than a cervine or equine. The two back teats are cone shaped while the front teats are like chubby fingers. The fur also consumed the entirety of his body- even his breasts up to the candy pink areola. Antlers remained nubs though- never broke the skin. He did get his deer traits from a female, so.

Joseph very slowly got up onto his four legs, groaning as he felt the weight in his udders shift around his shaft, waking it up fully. The sensation of stretching had him hovering on the brink of an erection for a while, but now with the feeling of his enlarged beastly boobs he was over the tipping point. What emerged from the sheath was yet again different from anything he remembered. The cervine traits bled into it, causing it to lose definition. The glans were no longer really visible- it just looked like the end swelled into a slight, smooth diamond shape. It still has the medial ring of an equine phallus- because at its size, it certainly needs one in order to roll out that much flesh. But the overall shaft is shaped like a traffic cone! A deer has a tapered cock, but thanks to the giant canine knot; the base is a lot wider than it should have been, so tapering off gradually from that results in a cone of cock. That technically means it is a one-size-fits-all dick, because anyone can pop over the tip, but no one can take the base, so you just slide on till you can't fit no more.

Pulling the sheath so wide to let the tremendous base slide fully out also pulled the base of the udders taut, making him groan. He went to reach down, but when he lowered his human torso enough it became too much to hold his torso like that and he just fell to the ground, having to put a hand out to hold his human torso up. He tried reaching between the front legs with his other hand but could not reach. Uh oh.

He stood upright again and then plopped his giant deer butt down, placing the front legs on the ground between the back hooves and then folded his human torso down but could only reach the end of his dick with his fingertips.

"F-f-fuck! My torsos are too long. I... can't reach. I can't... how... nnnnngh so h-horny...nnneed... DUSK!"

He remembered the mount he made for Dusk to collect his gene samples! Dusk is gone- the mount isn't! Joseph rushed to the stable at the side of the building and had to bow low to even fit inside, grabbing the mount and dragging it out into the open grass. His deer body is sized up to a horse- so it's the same size Dusk is. He reared up, flapping his giant wings a few times to help balance and then plopped down onto the mount. He scrambled forward with all four legs before clamping around the mount as hard as he could with his front legs and thrusting with his hips, shoving his giant mutant dong into it, moaning and chuckling like a love-drunk madman.

A warmth filled his body though, accompanied a moment later with pressure, and then a subtle tingling pleasure! He isolated and attempted to enhance just the gender before... now that all of the other changes have settled- the concentrated gender aspect has finally caught up. His brain is flooded with estrogen and testosterone, making him attracted to basically anything that moves. But at this point- especially his own body. The breasts on his chest started to stretch bigger, swelling into larger globes, obscuring his view of his body below that. His arms were useless for using this mount- so he grabbed his shirt and helped rip it off to free his expanding tits.

The udders below started to swing with more and more force, the teats now larger than fingers- heck almost larger than his penis was before the changes. Though the size of his vulva did not alter by itself- it still enlarged because now canine traits bled all the way through. They manifested in his dick, and his dick and clit are directly connected, so they would have inevitably mixed. Mixing canine caused the outer vulva to swell even fatter, billowing out like a cushion, and the base swelled separately pulling it into a triangular shape- allowing for a much WIDER dick to fit without harm. The enormously giant equine clit remains in the bottom corner of the triangle, and still darts in and out as an invitation, parting the fat lips long enough to let out a splash of salty lube.

Joseph's balls swell bigger and heavier- spanking the back of his udders every time they swing forward, and the divots on both aligning creates a rather loud clapping sound without needing to collide very hard. His hormones going into hyperdrive causes the cum production to go berserk- almost forcing the balls to stretch bigger faster to make room for it all. They even let off some quiet, muffled gurgling sounds as the space within shuffles with the increase of size. His balls actually keep up with his udder segments in their expansion- but they are a bit further back so they ride a bit higher even though they are of equal size.

Joseph is blasting pre so hard it almost looks like he is already ejaculating, and its dribbling out BOTH ends of the mount. The wood starts to groan... his dick is growing even larger, getting longer and longer- but keeping the same girth it already had... which is, more than this mount was made to take. The veins webbing the shaft alone are as thick as his thumbs. His urethral bulge is so wide it looks like his cock could comfortably swallow a chicken egg. The mount was erupting lewd sounds; *florp* *blop* as his thrusts force out gobs of viscus fluid to make room for still more cock.

His back legs actually started to strain... his udders and balls are so enormously heavy now that even the giant equine sized deer body cannot hold them! He starts to feel the cold of the ground on his dangling tits! Aaaah, how big is he going to get?! He isn't even going to be able to move at this rate!! His human breasts at least seemed to have capped out at... relatively tame size. Though probably outside of any standardized bra cup; each boob looked about the size of a small beach ball, pulled oblong. At this size it was easy to move them around on his torso- so yanking on the nipples he could tug them apart and then clap them back together. Humming in pleasure at the feeling of the fat ripple.

He could hear the wood splitting! Aack, not yet, hold on!! He shimmied further forward, he was so close, needed to cum!! The rubber inner lining protected him from getting splinters so he just shoved deeper. The wood split even further up- his dick now visible on the opposite end of the mount! It is still growing!! It is slowing down, but still technically expanding and the mount was already being destroyed trying to take it! Further forward, bigger, breaking more, nnngh, more, need more. The back legs cannot take his weight, they shatter, causing his own back legs to buckle, barely catching himself in time.

Too horny to stop, remains where he is and shoves down on the front of the mount with his arms, even more cock emerges from the front- it starts to shatter up the length because his cock is too big, finally rupturing completely apart, exploding off either side of the dick. His penis vibrated, oozing pre and bobbing with each beat of his heart. He was... so... close. He slowly reached down and put his hands on its end- realizing its now so long that his human arms can once again reach it. The moment he gripped it and pistoned once- it exploded. Finally over the edge he fired a beam of cum into the air so hard it flew seven feet before touching the ground. By the time he stopped cumming it looked like someone dumped an entire tub of white paint on the ground in a line.

As his mega dick packed itself away however, his conscious mind slowly faded back in and the worry grew. He stood up and seen his teats just barely clear the ground. His boobs are the size of a small beach ball- each of the four segments of his udders is like a medium beach ball, AND his balls resting on their backside are also both the same size. They rub on his back legs perpetually- he wouldn't even be able to walk if it wasn't for his legs fitting between the gap between balls and udder, allowing him to at least waddle quickly. If he popped an unwanted boner- he would need to stop and jerk it off, because no way he could move with his dick out, it would literally drag on the ground under him.

When the horny haze lifted, he noticed a few drops of blood on the ground, and his first thought was he managed to get a wood splinter in his dick, but he is pretty sure he would have felt that. When Joseph turned to look himself over he noticed the weight on his head- his antlers grew in. Very large too. They grew forward but also out to the sides a bit and then in toward the tips before ending. The top edge is where the individual tines grew out from, but... there is something else on them? The shadow looks weird. He starts feeling around but they feel odd too.

Joseph's eyes go wide when he realizes it feels like bark. The 'something else' on the tines are leaves and the white blossoms of an apple tree. And in this realization; he knew his error. The apple tree was in full bloom when he injected it... the pollen carried the mutagen. The mutagenic agent has been airborne the entire time. Which means Joseph is also part plant. There is very few leaves for how many blossoms his 'plantlers' have, but that is because the plant genes have permeated his body- it can use his flesh like it would the surface of its leaves. Which means Joseph can not only digest plants and meat... he can photosynthesize too. He can survive off literally nothing but water and sunlight. To avoid any further mutation though... that means he should probably stay the hell out of his house. But he cannot go back to civilization, because there is a chance his own blossoms will spread the mutagen via pollen. He needs to wait till his plantlers bear fruit to travel anywhere, to avoid risks.

He just wandered the area, rather lost as to what to do, and feeling rather alone and defeated. His body was still pretty hot but, uh... not really what he wanted in... his own body.

"Skreee!"

He looked up when a shadow passed over him and Meso circled him on her way down and landed on the ground in front of him.

"Oh, heh. Sorry girl, I can't even go into my own home at the moment... kind of feeling rather useless."

She turned and did a couple of hops along the ground then turned to face him again.

"Huh? You want me to follow?"

"Skree!"

He took a few steps forward but she took flight, circling him again.

"Hah, I can't fly like you girl." He glanced at his wings. "Er... can I? Well, no I don't know how even if I could."

She landed again, flapping her wings loosely without taking off again. She waited a moment before doing it again. Is... she trying to get him to imitate her? Joseph opened his own wings and mirrored her, then her fathers shifted tension and she flapped again with more force, billowing air out from under her. Meso went through the motions of a takeoff step by step, finally darting into the air again, circling him. Joseph tried it too but could not, then did a little hop and managed to glide for a few feet. He is too heavy to take off- especially from a dead stop.

Meso circled higher and higher till she landed on a cliff side. "Skree!"

He lowered his brows. "I am not going up there- I will break my neck."

"Skree.....skreeeee..... skreeee!!" She tilted her head. "Skreee!!"

"Arrgh fine, but if I die- it's on your conscience."

He slowly climbed the cliff... at least the tremendous weight of his super-enhanced bits helped him keep his balance; they always pull him straight down, acting like an anchor. Once at the top of the cliff; Meso started to jump off the ledge, fly in a circle, land and repeat over and over, trying to get him to follow. He sighed, looking over the grasslands between the mountains and forest where his cabin was. If he falls from here- he is a dead man. But he has these wings... he has to use them, right? He has to at least test if they work correctly- for science! Meso also knows what she is doing; she has had wings her whole life.

He followed the steps from before, flapping several times to warm up, then several times almost lifting off before trotting off the edge of the cliff! He immediately flew out from the cliff faster than intended! Meso flew in front of him showing how she shifts the tension of her pinfeathers to direct the wind flow, teaching him how to control his speed. He does not have tail feathers- so unfortunately he cannot control his directly nearly as well as she can... he also weighs too much to technically fly at all. Joseph is not technically flying- he is just gliding for a very long, extended period, he is very slowly descending the whole time- he cannot pull up. He was still able to soar over the grasslands easily, circle around and fly circles around his home several times before having to land. If he were to go in a straight line before landing he may have made it most of the way through the forest- nearly to the next nearest town, entirely by air.

Meso landed on his wooden antlers, letting out a few short, happy sounds like a proud mother having taught her chick how to fly for the first time. Meso is more than likely already infected with the mutagen since the pollen was all through the house before she left- so Joseph seen no reason to shoo her away again. She was going to manifest some changes at some point regardless, might as well stick together for company. So she rode on his head, holding onto his antlers.

At the fire he made that night, a pair of glinting eyes appeared in the dark brush of their clearing.

"...Dorothy?"

She cautiously stepped forward- leery of the fire but wanting to see Joseph again. He took good care of the animals while they were with him, and they saw he was in distress when they left. She did not want to leave him in the first place but got spooked by all the chaos. Deer do frighten easily.

She crept up close and folded her legs under herself, laying down and resting her head next to his to keep him company. In the morning, Meso was gone- off to hunt for something to eat for herself. Joseph did not have that problem- his body makes its own breakfast from the sun.

When he woke up he groaned, glancing down at his giant erection. Morning wood- except the wood is more like a tree. He went to sleep on his side and now could not roll over without rolling on top of his soft udders and then squashing his dick too, grinding it between him and the ground. He went to grab it but felt Dorothy's cool wet nose boop him as she got up and carefully stepped forward, bowing to smell the giant phallus. There is deer genes in there- which means his scent is also faintly deer.

She licked a bubble of warm pre off the end, then folded her front legs to bring her head down and engulf the end of his cock! Was... was he really getting a blowjob from a DEER?! Joseph could not really ponder the situation at all- his genitals are so large that when they engorge with blood his brain gets put into sleep mode from lack of blood flow up to his head. When that meat pillar erects itself- he cannot think, only feel. And on that front- it felt perfect. Of course- she could not engulf it all, heck she can't even take a full quarter of it, but not from a lack of trying.

The action seemed to wake up the sleeping mutagen already in her system though. Dorothy started to manifest... human. Her glossy black lips became unusually large and puffy toward the front. She bowed further forward and scrunched up her face a bit from the feeling as her entire face started to squish inward a bit, becoming a demi-muzzle and giving her head a slightly human shape, giving her more forward set eyes and her iris shank to expose a bit of the sclera on either side- making her brown eyes appear to brighten without actually changing color. The fur on the top of her head started to grow longer and become a bit more rigid- transforming into human hair the same color as the surrounding fur. Since it is obviously not styled at all- this caused the hair on the front of her head to utterly block her eyes; she doesn't know to bat it away, and she is too distracted to care at the moment anyway.

For a moment it almost looked like she was falling forward and getting scrunched up against his dick- but with a rapid fire series of dulled pops her neck shortened to human proportions! Dorothy is already as far forward as she can go- her jaw cannot open around more cock without dislocating itself, so when her neck scrunched up her head remained exactly where it was while her body stepped forward. For a brief moment she had dewlaps because the bone and muscle compressed before the skin, but the skin did catch up eventually, tightening to erase the folds. Fur started to fall away from her face- but remained on the bridge of her nose and forehead as well as her ears which retained their shape. Fur fell out from the front and sides of her neck but not the back, and then her shoulders but not upper back, and her upper arms down to the elbow. Her chest became naked as two new neon pink nipples formed!

Joseph grabbed up his own breasts as the only thing he could reach in his resting position. His fingers pinched the nipples while his candy pink areola filled his entire palms, the rest was loosely contained in his bent arms, what felt like twenty pounds of meat in either tit. Good thing his spine enlarged when it grew longer too- or these would have 'back problems' written all over them. Since he cannot currently get up even if he tried- his right breast is sitting on top of the left breast. He alternated from pumping, stretching out the nipples to squeezing the entire breasts with his arms, hugging them to his chest. He lowers his own muzzle as the breasts billow up when squished, so press his own nose into his cleavage and feel the titty flesh on his face. His back legs squeeze inward, trying to knead the udders the best he can. His enormous balls lazily slide up in the scrotum to bounce off the backside of the udders before plopping back down.

Dorothy sucked eagerly at the giant dong- though her mouth filled with dick meat her subtle sounds started to sound more like human moans. Her nipples spread their coloration out forming areola which projected a bit on their own, before the fat deposits formed behind them. The fattened into DD cup wobbling human breasts- making them considerably larger than her tiny deer udders are. The changes seemed to stop there though. So she has a human upper body, neck, and half-human face and hair, everything else remains deer. So her body is in sort of a sphinx configuration- except she is mostly cervine instead of mostly feline. Most importantly of her changes though... she now has human intellect and vocal chords.

Watching her glossy, plump black lips suck his giant member while her large breasts wobble back and forth from the motion helped Joseph reach his peak quickly. She did not dart away from the blast, she sucked down and started gulping. She had to gulp rapidly to keep up with it all, and managed to swallow the entire load, though she groaned when she finally popped off from the weight now in her guts. She wobbles in place for a moment looking a bit delirious- she was only just now noticing her body changed and slowly starting to connect the dots as to what that means for her. Her belly rumbled loudly and she let out a loud belch, giggling at herself.

"D-deero tee big eats." Her voice is breathy and quite high pitched; she can most likely still make shrill deer-calls even with human vocal chords.

"Eh? Oh, Dorothy... big..? Oh, you mean you are full?"

She nodded. "Deerotee much full." She smirked, licking her lips. "Yosef good eat."

"Aha... thanks? I guess. Glad you enjoyed... me." The reality of what just happened was only just starting to sink in for Joseph too- his dick had whited out his conscious thoughts during the fact.

When Meso returned, she was the size of a horse and adorned with a mane like a horse too; though still made of hair-like feathers, and not actual hair. She tried to land on his antlers again and almost slammed his head into the ground under her weight, so she hopped onto his back instead and rode him from his lower back.

Well, he may technically be homeless currently and unable to get any assistance but at least he has company. Maybe this won't be so bad after all. His body isn't what he expected but he also cannot say it isn't fun. Meso and Dorothy have sort of taught him to like it more. The parts are copied from them- so no one knows how to use them more than the original owner.

Photosynthesis is meant for a much slower being though- so while sunlight will sustain him forever; it won't give him a whole lot of energy, and he should really find an actual source of solid food. But how? He can't get into the food he already had or his garden without risking further mutations from apple tree pollen in his house. They heard the pattering of paws in the grass behind them and turned around just in time to see a coyote darting at Dorothy! She isn't in a herd, which makes her seem like easy pickings! Meso cannot attack quickly because she isn't airborne, and Dorothy cannot run away as quick as she should be able to, because she now has human breasts wobbling under her!

Joseph turned to try and knock the mongrel away but he did not get the chance. Snow slammed into its side so fast all they seen was a flash of white. He closed his fangs around its throat, crushed it against the ground so hard he rolled over top of it, landed on the other side and rolled his head- yanking the creature up by its bloody throat and then body-slamming it into the ground on the other side of him, immediately knocking it out.

Dorothy and Snow lived under Joseph's roof for a time- they ate together. They never interacted directly with one another but Snow still considers her one of his. This deer is not prey, she is family- and if you threaten a wolf's family, you get gored. They did not see Snow because he was prowling on the cliff side- which is also how he spotted the incoming threat easily. His back is adorned with a pair of proto wings!

Though as white as his existing shaggy fur; Snow now has white feathers covering his entire backside up to the back of his head and down the outer facing sides of his limbs- but none on his tail. When his fur would normally bristle in aggression- the feathers stand up making him seem considerably larger. His proto-wings only have a single hinged segment of bone, and actually link to his existing shoulder blades; but socket much closer to his spine, so the opposite side of the blade than his arms. Because it's just one segment he cannot really flap them- he can lift them and tensing the muscles will spread the feathers out in a big fan. He cannot fly- but like Joseph he can jump and glide for a very, very long distance. It enabled him to attack from the cliff side in the blink of an eye- jumping across a gap of over 12 meters in an instant.

Snow nodded to Joseph a moment before picking up the unconscious body still bleeding out and plopped it down by him, offering the kill to eat. Joseph does not know how to hunt- but Snow certainly does, and now that he is part avian; he is the fastest predator these forests have ever known. Joseph used edged stones to carve himself a spear to hunt, and over the following days Snow would lead the way. Meso circled in the sky casting a vast shadow over the land under her now immense wings, calling out when she spots prey. Snow then finds its scent and starts prowling, glancing back to Joseph to make sure he is paying attention.

Joseph was far too awkward at moving around with his endowments barely clearing the ground- so fast prey was impossible. Snow taught him to hunt rabbit but Snow still had to be the one to actually bring it down. He taught him how to prowl though too- where to stand so his scent does not reach the prey before his body can. Taking prey by surprise, scare it towards your kin to close the trap before it can get away.

This went well for a week, but eventually they ran into another problem; other predators. The blood of their kills was picked up by another. Meso starting screeching in the sky as if to alert them of something even though they just finished a hunt. She tried to dive on it to protect them, but cannot dive into the forest anymore. She can only personally hunt at the edges and in the open plains because she is too large to fit between the trees with her wings open.

A large brown bear lumbered toward them on the ground, bending trees out of the way as he marched forward, glaring at them, smelling the fresh blood. Dorothy immediately darted back several feet, but then danced in place nervously- not wanting to leave Joseph behind. Joseph knew if he ran the bear would immediately run too; and he cannot move fast with this body. If he were out in the open; he actually CAN move quickly by flapping his wings while he runs, which gives his body enough lift that he can actually hit a full spring without worrying about his tits dragging on the ground. But like Meso- he cannot open his wings while in the forest, there isn't enough room.

Snow stood his ground, his feathers lifting up to make himself larger, his upper lip curling back in threat, but the bear is three times his size.

The rumble was so loud they thought it was an avalanche at first, then seen smaller trees getting splintered and snapped out of the way as the giant object flew through the forest so hard the trees couldn't even slow it down! Dusk lowered his head and speared the bear in several places on the tines of his antlers, lifted his head as he continued to run forward, heaving the entire brown bear off the ground and throwing him up into the air to slam into the ground behind him!! The tines did not leave very big holes in comparison to the bear- but the bear was startled as fuck and had no idea what this gargantuan creature even is. The bear immediately turned tail and ran away- this wasn't something he was even willing to try and fight.

Dusk lumbered slowly back toward them all, as a newly created Clydesdeer. Stag traits blended with clydesdale to make him still larger than his already massive form- but also made his figure a bit more lithe and agile, where a clydesdale is normally a work horse; strong, but not fast. Now he was equally strong and fast. His rack of antlers is absolutely gargantuan, and almost looked like a leafless tree itself- though unlike Joseph it is not literally a tree, they are bone like antlers are supposed to be.

Dusk has been having fun galloping through the plains, but there are no other horse around here and they are herd animals- so he has also been wondering where his master went. He has no tracking skills so he could not search for them- but once their party became large enough the commotion with the bear finally alerted him as to where they are.

With Dusk able to do the heavy lifting to gather materials- Joseph was able to start chopping wood. By the end of the next week he had constructed a new, tiny cabin, with a shelter for the animals on each side of the main building. He thought he would be wandering lost till he could return to civilization but even now as the petals fall from the blooms on his plantlers... he doesn't really want to go back. Not just to civilization to beg for help from other alchemists but... his body too. Why turn back? This body doesn't hurt him- it feels exceptionally good. He finds his own body attractive... and so does Dorothy. He can hunt like the wolves, skim the skies like birds, lift like a horse, run like the deer.

The execution was terrible and out of control- but his actual experiment worked. He turned himself into a perfect being. The only thing he lacked is the ability to breathe underwater- Dr.Glub was obviously submerged in the spring the entire time and the pollen could not permeate the water, so the fish remained immune and safe the whole time, which means its genes also did not spread to anyone else. Joseph's experiment also improved his critter friends unintentionally; and they remain at his side even without the bars to keep them there. So, he would remain among the animals he strived to improve, content and happy in the calm of the wilderness!

Joseph marched back to his original cabin grumbling- Meso leading the way in the sky and the others following in his shadow. "Are you sure you seen them in my cabin, not just, around it?? I hope they didn't get mutated, though I guess the blossoms would be gone by now, so the pollen may have settled out of the air."

His companions told him about seeing villagers nosing around his cabin- talking about some sort of monstrous creature that attacked the town. Joseph understands completely why they immediately assumed it was him- he is out of communication with them and they know he was working on a sort of rapid-evolution project, so yea, it certainly does sound like something he could accidentally make. BUT, all his critters are accounted for, so it couldn't be him.

"I hope they didn't steal any of my equipment either, since I wasn't here they have thought it was a free for all and looted me."

He immediately groaned when he glanced in through the window. Oh great- they trashed his place. All his equipment is there but a lot of it is damaged and tossed all over. And... claw marks on the wall?

"Oh... no. The apple tree is missing." With all the claw marks converging where the apple tree used to be.