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(FtM Stallion) Amanda is a good looking woman, a model, in fact! Pale porcelain skin, raven black hair to contrast. Toned stomach and pert DD cup breasts wobbling around at the peak of her slim, tall frame! Her eyes a rich sapphire blue behind naturally thick lashes. But you won’t see any of that in her photos. She raises a smooth leg up into the morning sun filtering through her apartment window, letting the golden light of the early morning play across the soft arch of her foot and soft skin before snapping a picture on her phone. Amanda is a foot model. She chuckles at herself and then claps her left hand to her right foot- giving herself a weird high-five. She has a beautiful shade of sky-blue nail-polish she always dresses up both her fingers and toes with. She always had a thing for feet herself, so when he found out there was plenty of other people who were also into feet- she decided to put her obsession to work. Unfortunately that work rarely comes even remotely close to paying the bills, even in her tiny apartment, so, it is a side-gig. Her day job just a boring office job, compiling data between documents. Amanda grumbles as her entire apartment shakes violently as a train passes only a foot and a half past her window. At least the walk to the train station is short. In order to live relatively close to her work- she is in a very congested area of town, where small apartments are stacked on top of one another and wedged so close together you can’t tell what is supposed to be someone’s back lane-way or an actual street with vendors. Exits her apartment onto the top of stairs that zig-zag down to the actual street. A row of colourful lamps connects to the roof just over her door to the other side of the street. So many neon signs in close proximity the street is never dark- regardless of the time of day. Train tracks are to her left when she leaves, less than ten feet away, but she has to snake her way through narrow streets and walkways for about two blocks to get to the actual station to board a train to work. Once at work, she paces herself out, checking the popularity of her feet pics online between working on documents. Almost no one gets up from their cubical, so what happens in each one might as well be its own little world. No one is going to see you to know. Over the top of her cubical though; Amanda spots her! The office beauty! It is like spotting a unicorn, a rare beauty that looks so much better than her surroundings she might as well be a mythical creature. Sage glances around a bit nervously while waiting for the office mail clerk to pull out a package she was sent to recover. Her eyes are a gorgeous mint green, her skin a pale pink and her hair gold like honey! A bit less busty than Amanda with just D cups- Sage is also a bit shorter with a more average height. Her hips however are considerably larger, and her thighs quite meaty. Those are good child-bearing hips right there. Amanda sighs, day-dreaming what the beauty looks like below of her form-fitting secretary clothing. Sage is the secretary of the big boss man, so you won’t see her wandering around the office that often- she is usually behind a desk in the bosses private office. And unfortunately for Amanda’s huge crush on her- Amanda is 90% sure she is straight, making any pass at her impossible. Tragedy! Love that only extends one-way! Sage on the other hand was day-dreaming of galloping around her grandfather’s ranch on a handsome horse! Feeling the wind in her hair, listening to the hooves thundering against the soft grass! Free and happy... instead of stuck in this place. She actually owns the ranch already- but no horse. They are kinda expensive so... she actually never bothered to fix up the ranch after she inherited it, so it has gone collecting dust, unfortunately. She would love to run in its fields and live in that classical home but... without any animals, hard to justify doing it. Amanda grumbled, slouching in her seat. “Bet she has super cute feet too. She pulls off heels so easily... so either her feet are super fucked up, or super dainty.” Another day goes by as just a blur. Every day is just more of the same so they all sort of meld together in her memory. Have three years gone by already, or was that all just one really long day? Human life is such a drag, but what are you going to do? Unless you magically turn into a difference species there isn’t really an alternative. So she just leans her head against the window beside her on the train ride home, looking at the sky as it turns orange in dusk. “Wish I could attract Sage...” Little did she realize- there was a shooting star overhead when she idly uttered her desires toward the sky. In the light of dusk the cosmic refuse was not visible from the ground, but still in range to be wished upon. The problem with wishing energy being imbued into celestial stones is that- there is no brain in which to interpret the wish. So the more vague the request, the more chaotic the resulting wish. Amanda wasn’t even aware the shooting star was there in the first place so know anything had happened at all. She was understandably confused then, when she felt an odd tingle under her skirt! She squeezed her thighs together at the sensation. A faint, pleasurable tingle in her clit, and her vaginal passage clenched and tightened, as if... shrinking? It clenched, but then before relaxing fully, clenches again- getting a bit smaller each time, causing the clenches to feel tighter and more aggressive than normally possible! Her eyes widened and she glanced around but no one else was visible, train was pretty vacant today- probably because she stopped for coffee after work so she missed the first wave of traffic after work. She slips her dainty fingers under her clothing and presses in on the top of her clitoral hood, feeling how stiff the clit inside is. Rather than her pubic mound puffing up as the internal clit engorges- it stands up, OUT of her pubic mound! The clitoral glans starts to peek out of its hoodie, stretching longer and fatter on its own! The clitoral hood starts to wrap around it, adhering to the surface entirely! The bottom was cinched closed as her vaginal passage continued to collapse, bringing either side of her labia together, just before her eyes cross from a strange sucking sensation deep inside! Her ovaries were expelled from inside of her as her womb collapsed, feeling like an internal vacuum to her. With no space to exist inside of her, her ovaries bloat larger as they descend out her pelvic floor! The eggs inside start to take up more room, causing a dull ache as they force the ovaries to stretch larger. Four little tendrils sprout from each egg cell, then four clefts on its surface, before they abruptly pop apart! The cleft goes all the way through and the tendrils develop into thin, lashing tails, as each egg cell pops apart into four sperm each! Sperm need room to swim though- so while their mass is relatively the same, the sperm take up much more space. Her ovaries have transformed into testicles! She wished she could attract Sage, after all... if Sage is a straight woman- that would mean Amanda needs to be a man for that to work. The clitoral hood fusing all the way around became a foreskin, as more and more of the internal portion of the clit is forced to stand up out of her- becoming the shaft of a small penis!! With the internal portion collapsing in on itself, her urethra was forced longer and tunnelled up and out along with the clit- now through the underside of her forming dick. Already breathing heavily from the sensation of the changes, Amanda uses her other hand to lift her clothing up to actually get a look at what she was touching in her panties, and gasps loudly! A penis- only three and a half inches long though, and nuts a bit bigger than ping-pong balls. Still more than she was expecting, given there is supposed to be a pussy there. The train slows down and she quickly shuffles her clothing back into place as people stand up and get ready to funnel off the train. It is her stop. She stands up and walks a bit awkwardly- not used to feeling a cock and balls between her legs, and paranoid she will accidentally crush her own nuts between her thighs. That is rather generous thinking though- they aren’t really big enough for that to be possible. It was stubbornly erect though, tenting her panties but luckily not her skirt as she shuffles off the train and down the platform to the tight corridors leading back to her place. Her eyes darted around paranoid someone will see her and notice something is amiss- though no one could tell there was anything in her crotch, even if they looked directly at it. The smell of cigarette smoke and a blur of greasy street vendor food filled the air. Shop owners calling out and trying to wave people over to their stands. The quiet buzz of neon signs all over the place. Amanda gets to her building, hustling up the stairs to her apartment, waving her hand in front of her face to get the moths off her. The hanging lanterns over her door attracts them. The second she steps into the door she wags her hip and shimmies her panties and skirt off, shaking her new genitals around in the process. The small glans polished to a sheen from the precum smeared on the front of her panties! She grabbed the chubby shaft and tugged the foreskin back, shivering at how sensitive the little prick is! She technically just grew the organ so, it hasn’t really been desensitized to anything. All sensations feel so raw against it. Penis where her clit was, balls and a taut scrotum just below that- the blank space now created behind that to her anus is swollen rounder from the internal tubing leading back to a prostate! She holds the little penis- only needing two fingers and her thumb to basically cover the whole thing. With her other hand she traces the faint seam where her labia fused back together, over her taint to her butt. Leading into her butt, her finger presses in lightly- but her prostate is engorged and full! The moment she puts pressure near it, her dick bucks! The dick spits a small blob of pre and Amanda stumbles backwards hitting her butt against the inside of her front door, and reflexively jerks she shaft quickly, as if to ease the sharp pleasure. Instead, she jerks her way forward, and her little balls clench as she erupts into a male orgasm!! One huge shot, but that was all her tiny genitals could manage. They clench powerfully five more times but only produce a single drop of cum with each one after the initial blast! Amanda slumps down to the floor with her back against the door, dazed and confused! New chemicals flood her system, making her blissful but also quite sleepy. That is why she stopped for a coffee on the way home- so she could stay awake long enough to make herself an actual meal before bed... but her genitals seem to want otherwise. Amanda slips halfway into sleep, propped against the door as her penis becomes flaccid. Her balls clench so hard they pop back inside of her though! Sperm slow their swimming and the testicles contract, shoving them into one another, squeezing till they pop together into an egg cell and their tails regress away! Her ovaries tunnelling into her opens a rift in her pelvic floor and the muscle ribs of her phallus are stolen to help line the vaginal passage! Her pubic mound fattens as the shaft sinks inside and splits around the vulva, leaving only the glans, tucked inside its hood! Her sex returned to normal! Her wish was made with a horny mindset, and based on being with Sage in a sexual context. If she is not horny- this is no longer relevant, and so its effects full-reverse. Amanda has no clue however- she isn’t even aware her wish had anything to do with this, so she hasn’t the faintest idea why any of it happened. She did not even realize she reverted till she partially woke up later, dragging herself to the kitchen to eat a big snack in place of an actual dinner, then toss herself in bed. By the morning she passed it off as a wild dream, because how else would she explain any of what happened yesterday? It happened when she was tired and was gone when the woke up; seems pretty dream-like to her. The next day Amanda was day-dreaming about that strange little episode from the day before. No trace of it today though- her pussy looks exactly the same as it always had, no signs anything had been altered. Because of it she almost ended up missing her train! Amanda keeps spacing out, taking longer to get ready! To actually get there on time, she had to jump onto the side of the train when it passed- slowing down to stop at the station. She clung to the side till it fully stopped and hopped off to scramble and get an actual ticket! The train ride to work is always busy as hell- its rare she gets to actually sit in a seat, so because she cut it so close today, she was definitely standing in the isle. Another younger woman was in front of her, also forced to stand holding onto the rungs in the roof. She smells of bubblegum... which was nice because usually the train cars smell like BO, so being close to her helped mask the normally acrid odour. Whenever the train took a corner though- her butt swung back into Amanda’s crotch! The train cars were too crowded in the mornings- people cannot help but bump into one another, there isn’t enough space to avoid it. Amanda gets pinned back on the door, looking down, she can see the woman’s jiggly cleavage from over her shoulder, while her bubble-butt is pressed into Amanda’s crotch. A small, suppressed grin on her face, just enjoying the view... till she felt an odd sensation in her crotch again!! Her clit engorging, then tingling with pleasure as it slides out of her! Ovaries fattening and mutating, pushing out as the passage they take collapses behind them, fusing shut! Luckily the woman is distracted, putting her hands up defensively in case the person in front of her stumbles back- because he looks to weight enough to likely flatten her if he did. Otherwise she might feel a small penis growing against her butt! Amanda’s own butt was already against the train door- there is no room to move further back and get away! Soft, bouncy flesh pressed into her crotch- the round butt perfectly fits the pocket of her crotch! Every bump on the track caused the rubbery flesh to wobble. The small penis tents her panties but isn’t big enough to fight the outer fabric of her skirt. Finally the train straightens out properly again and everyone returns to standing up straight, getting the ass off Amanda’s cock! But as soon as it does, she shivers and has to stifle a moan! Without the weight of the butt pushing it back against Amanda, the little prick drags its sensitive head up the front of her panties, prodding the elastic waist from the inside. Wait is... is it BIGGER than before? When she is not aroused- it regresses completely thinking its purpose has been extinguished. When her arousal is restored however; the wish resumes from where it left off, not from where it currently is. Which means every time she gets aroused- the wish deepens her condition. Her previous session was just the shallow end- it had only started to work on her before it was aborted. If she goes a bit further each time... eventually she will get to the finish line, and then getting off won’t reverse anything, because the wish will be complete. She quickly turned so the next time the woman leans into her, they will be butt-to-butt instead. Amanda nervously looks down, seeing a slight bulge in the fabric of her skirt now! Her penis growing, pushing against the confines of the cloth! Her balls feel a bit backed up, a slight tingle of pleasure in them, and sending signals to her brain, creating a feeling of urgency to empty them out. Her balls enlarge as well, fattening into oblong spheres closer to chicken eggs than ping-pong balls. When the shaft clenches she can feel her taint stiffen too. Movement inside- her prostate bubbling up some more pre, to reduce the friction of the cock head against the fabric. It wedges itself under the elastic of the panties!! Her dick is trying to pry itself free of her clothing! Her lips are pinched together tightly, trying not to make any lewd sounds because of the sensations. Aaaah, she needs to get to work fast! She can’t beat her meat off here in a crowded train! Good thing she was already pushed against the door. When the train stopped she was already halfway to the doors off the platform before anyone else even stepped off the train. She skipped her morning coffee and went to the bathrooms but go figure- a lineup. So, straight to work instead. At least the elastic of her panties helped hold it straight upright, so the bulge isn’t really visible now, since the dick is pinned to her. As soon as she got to work she tossed her jacket and purse down at her desk with a sigh. Most everyone else was still scattered around the office, not actually doing anything yet. Either murmuring at the water cooler or getting some coffee-flavoured water in the break room. She spotted Sage again across the room! Sage had just arrived herself, hanging her jacket at the hook by the bosses office, shaking her hair out straight. Amanda paused, grinning like a dummy at Sage, thinking how pretty she is, but then snapped back to reality, feeling the glans of her penis shove its way up out of her panties!! The veins around the base of the cock throb aggressively tight! The glans blush red- the corona turns purple! Her balls start churning, lifting and dropping one at a time in the scrotum as her dick swells even bigger! That quickly reminded her she needs to get to the bathroom, and she walked oddly to the bathroom- almost waddling to avoid either crushing her balls on accident or allowing her penis to pop out from under her skirt too and completely expose itself! By the time she got to the bathroom she was bowed forward slightly to draw it further back- because its pushing at the waist of her skirt now too. Amanda straightens to push a stall door open and is startled as the dick abruptly flicks out, slapping against her again as it now juts out under her SHIRT, long enough to eclipse her belly button!! She closes the stall door and yanks her shirt up, and her cock flops forward heavy enough to push her skirt and panties down in the front under it! At this point her testicles are the size of a tennis ball each and basically fill the front of her panties completely on their own- any bigger and the fabric will stretch and tear. They would have popped out the leg holes by now but there isn’t enough loose flesh in the scrotum between them for them to be divided that far from one another. Looking at her dick in surprise, her eyes cross for a second as her dick bobs, dribbling a stuttered stream of pre for several seconds. Amanda is bi, so she is fine playing with boys or girls- but she had never been in the presence of a dick like this before, so she was unintentionally turning herself on at this point. She went from a little prick that wouldn’t impress anyone to a log of meat that put all the previous men she had been with to shame. The girth of a drinking glass and the length of her forearm- engorged with blood it probably weighs enough that you could knock someone out smacking them with this thing. The skin on it was also a full two tones darker than the rest of her. Thick veins project off the surface near the base, the foreskin now pulled back on its own without help. The glans engorged so tight they become glossy smooth. Length was one thing but girth on top of that too? Amanda completely forgot to be worried about this and instead became mesmerized by it. Her legs slid apart, her back against the locked stall door and dick hovering over the toilet to catch the long drips of pre. Looking down at it was like looking down the barrel of a cannon. The corona of the glans flare out giving it a helmet shaped head. Every curve and contour on it so stiff and well defined- like a work of art. With her hand gripping it- there is still a two inch gap between the tip of her thumb and her index finger, she would need both hands together to wrap completely around it. Amanda wrapped one hand around her scrotum, collecting her balls a bit but mostly tugging the skin down to tighten the skin on the shaft. Her other hand gripped over the drawn back foreskin, so when she strokes up it passes over the corona and frenulum- the most sensitive part. When it bucks it tugs at her grip, almost as strong as she is. Like trying to hold down a beast in her hands. It feels amazing to hold such a monstrous thing! Amanda cannot stop staring at it, turning herself on as she pumps it. Bending her torso over from the pleasure- her breasts wobble almost low enough to tit-fuck herself, though she doesn’t want to peel off her entire outfit in the work bathroom. She was also too sensitive to need to- her pleasure spiked to near-orgasmic almost immediately, the only reason she did not cum right away is just that her balls needed time to manufacture a nice, full load first. This time the flow was so strong she could feel it fire all the way up and out of her! Powerful jets of cum as she hits her limit- blasting the back of the toilet seat because she underestimated the force. She quickly adjusted and turned all the water in the toilet white! Blast after blast, Amanda had to put one hand on the back of the toilet as she leaned over heavily, exhausting herself with the powerful orgasm. Like the time before however- rather than simply turn flaccid it actually shrank and regressed! Her balls shrink before popping up inside of her. Shaft shrinks, then inverts. Her eyes roll up into her skull as she slides down onto her knees on the floor, squirming in place from the strange feeling of her gender inverting again. Once again a woman, once again no explanation or even an idea of why that happened or what she should do about it. She quickly flushed the toilet- knowing she needed to try to clear the smell of cum out of the women’s bathroom. She watched it nervously as the toilet struggled to flush, gurgling loudly because her cum is a lot thicker than water. Amanda shuffled her clothing back into place and returned to her desk. No later to work than usual- though no coffee today, and thanks to her male orgasm, she was now deliriously tired and struggled to keep a train of thought for most of the morning. So... that thing happened twice now. So it wasn’t a dream. But people can’t just transform randomly out of the blue! Even if you could invert a gender like that, the process would probably take months at best and likely wouldn’t have an ‘undo’ feature. She doesn’t have a dick now, so she just calmed herself down and tried to focus on work. Both times this happened was when she was frisky, so concentrating on work should be its bane. And she was fine for most of the day... although, she was also spaced out from her huge orgasm already till noon, so she wasn’t very productive, either. Even when she doesn’t have a penis, she is thinking about when she did, blushing in her seat. It was just so... big, and impressive. She was so distracted she randomly typed ‘penis’ and ‘cock’ several times in the middle of her data input. Wonder how the spreadsheets would have taken that into account if she hadn’t backspaced them. Amanda got summoned to a meeting in the boardroom after lunch, figured it would be a good way to keep herself more awake and alert- was less of the usual anyway. These meetings are always kind of pointless regardless- the boss asks people about how they think the business is going and 90% of the people there have no clue how the business is going. Amanda included. She types the data and collects her paycheck, she has no idea what happens here outside of that. But the boss is supposed to get their input according to his superiors and he can’t be assed to actually figure out which, if any, employees actually know enough to give valid input in the first place. So basically the meeting is; boss talks, people pretend to listen, he occasionally points to someone and they nod dumbly, and then the boss continues talking. Amanda was mostly looking back and forth from the boss and nodding as he spoke, looking like she was jotting notes when in actuality she was just doodling on a pad to keep herself sane. Amanda is sat directly across from the boss, so he cannot see what is actually on the pad. She was distracted from both things though, when Sage entered the room. She hustled over to the boss who continued talking despite her presence as she put some papers down on the table in front of him and slipped a few that were already there into her hands to bring back to his office for him. In order to do so though, she needed to lean around his side and over the table... and because Amanda is directly across from them- this flashed Amanda a perfect view of her cleavage! Her secretary outfit isn’t exactly revealing but it is also form fit, holding her melons still but also nice and round, giving her deep cleavage. Amanda’s eyes widened as she felt her clit swelling! Her clitoral hood tightening around it as it grows! She shifts a bit in her seat trying to give it a bit of extra room- maybe if it doesn’t rub against anything it will go back to normal on its own. The boss glances at her since she started fidgeting. “Amanda, what do you think?” “Oh, uhm...” Her pussy tightens, the hood wraps all the way around, turning into a foreskin as the clit stands out of her! “Cock!” She abruptly grabs the edge of the table as if bracing for impact. The boss and Sage both cock their eyebrow at her in confusion- Sage froze in surprise entirely... which also unintentionally kept her cleavage nice and visible to Amanda. “I mean... cock... of the walk, haha, just the uh, the bee’s knees!” The boss nodded. “Well good, what exactly do you like about it so much?” “Nnngh~!” She grinds her thighs together- now doing the opposite; trying to force it to stop growing by not giving it any space to grow into. “Pennn-i-eh! Pen is mightier... than the sword! And, I think our placement in uhm, sorting information and manual transfer is... fulfilling in the... long, hard term. We, uh, navigate tight spaces and cum out on top...” Her face was increasingly red, but her eyes glued to Sage’s cleavage. Sage stood up straight, still with a look of confusion and resumed her task- leaving the room to return to the bosses office. The boss was so confused he waited for a few awkward seconds in silence before speaking up again, not sure if Amanda was done rambling yet. “Okay. Not... entirely sure how that relates to us implementing Casual Fridays, but I am glad you have such a strong opinion regardless.” He took a deep breath and resumed reading off his notes. Amanda slumped over in her chair with a sigh. Oh, is that what he was talking about? At least she only managed to confuse two people out of the whole room. Because those were the only two people actually listening in the first place. Her dick was already out of containment though. With Sage’s cleavage fresh in her memory- her dick was able to grow out the leg opening of her panties because of her angle, so it was wedged against the inside of her right thigh, swelling once again to an obscene size. The meeting was wrapping up already, so as soon as it did, Amanda skittered back to her desk. She thought about heading to the bathroom to beat it off again, but figured at this point she should look for a long-term solution. She rolled her chair right up to her desk and crossed her legs so her right leg was on top- leading her dick up and out under her skirt. Just ignore it and hope it goes away on its own- Sage isn’t here to throw fuel on the fire anymore. Amanda opens an incognito browser and attempts to look up her condition. She never heard of anyone growing a dick out of the blue but maybe Google has. Well, she found plenty of results, unfortunately all of them were fantasy stories people wrote and not actual accounts of this ever happening to anyone before. Orrrr... maybe they are- and they are just written in a way that makes it seem like fantasy to cover up the fact it actually happened? They had to get the idea for it happening from somewhere, right? A lot of the stories came from some fellow calling himself the Unsung Writer. He has written about many men and women transforming into strange beasts and, like Amanda- abruptly changing gender. But none of the stories quite matched her situation. Lots of similar ones but none exactly the same. Amanda blinked in surprise, noticing now that her screen was vibrating. Her cock feels so fucking tight now. The veins fattening- almost as thick as pencils at the base, and even spreading out around her entire crotch like the roots of a tree. Solid, angry purple in colour- she can feel her heart beat drumming on their walls, trying to force the cock still larger. And it must be larger already than last time- because that is what is vibrating her monitor. Her cock has lifted her skirt under the desk and is slamming itself against the underside of the desk when it clenches- hard enough to shake the entire desk! The stories are making her hornierrrrr, but she needs to try and learn about her condition! Or, that is the excuse she tells herself anyway. These are just made up stories after all- even if she found a situation like hers, the odds of the story’s rules applying to her situation are abysmal. She is going to unintentionally call someone’s attentions though- her dick is banging on the desk loud enough that someone is bound to hear it and come wondering what is going on, thinking she has someone trapped under her desk. With a quick glance around, she pulls back from her desk a moment so she can pop her office shoes off. Even after pulling a bit over a foot back from the desk- her dick was still rested against its underside, which means it is a foot and a half long at bare minimum- most likely longer. The flesh is also even darker still- while her skin is a shade of peach that is so pale it might as well just be white- her balls shaft are now a dark peach. The veins spreading off its base drag the coloration up her crotch a ways too, but not that far. She slips out her bare feet and lifts her legs up onto her chair- scooting her butt back to help hold them up, then turned them inward to place the flat of either foot on her cock, which was now long enough for that to be possible. She tucked her chair back up to the desk to hide it and used her feet to hold the dick in place so it doesn’t try to flip her desk over the cubical wall. It feels great on her cock though... since she is a foot model, her feet are well kept, moisturized, soft. Her dainty toes curl around the corona, squeezing it while she feels the hard veins hammering on the surface of the dick against the sensitive flats of her feet! Something so hot and meaty does not ever really touch her feet in the first place, so this feeling is entirely new and that helped fuel its eroticism. Instead of holding her dick steady... she started to stroke it with her feet. Because her sensitive feet were on it- she could feel the changes in better detail. The skin on the shaft is abnormally thick- most likely contributing to its off-colour. At two anchor points, the skin between her crotch and shaft pulled taut, tightening uncomfortably as if trying to rein the dick back in. The shaft becomes unusually soft and dense- getting obscenely thick and squishy in spite of feeling very erect still. Suddenly the inside and outside split!! Amanda goes cross-eyed feeling like her cock is sliding through someone’s passage but the skin its rubbing against is just more of... itself. The foreskin has let go- the thick outer flesh divided from the inner flesh... revealing that it has transformed into a sheath. This instantly halved the girth of her bloated cock... in exchange for doubling its length, instead. She had to bend her legs uncomfortably to reach her dick when she started- now she actually had to extend and retract her legs a good bit in order to cover the shaft. Her vision went blurry and her mind fogged over- lost in the new sensations and completely losing track of what she was actually trying to do before. This is also a side effect of her dick enlarging. Not only is her swollen balls sending hormones to her head that are conflicting her regular ones, but her brain isn’t getting as much oxygen because her blood flow is diverted to her cock, trying to hammer the dick still larger. At this point its starting to get so big that her brain is having to dedicate more of its processing power to simply comprehending all the pleasure receptors in it. A bit of a trade off... bigger dick, smaller brain. Amanda winces, pressure! Just behind her cock head the blood pressure rises so high it feels tingly, itchy. Her veins trying to pump the dick still bigger but the skin ran out of flex, so the inside is trying to grow but the outside isn’t. This shoves the glans forward from the pressure- a ring of muscle forming and swelling up plump just under the corona, forcing it forward without actually extending the dick itself. This causes the head to deform- the corona spreads wider which pulls the face wider too, making the curved helmet shape of the glans flatten out. The corona swells into stiff bumps around the edge, further extending the ridge! Amanda quickly crosses her left arm, putting her hand on her shoulder and biting her own forearm to muffle herself!! A sharp, itchy pleasure ignites in her cock at the point of tension as it lets go- slowly. Her cock once again feels like it is sliding through a warm, inviting passage but this time the passage is extremely tight. Once again; the ‘passage’ is her penis itself. The ring of muscle that formed just under the head is a medial ring... which also incidentally means that is only the halfway point. Unlike erupting from the loose skin of the sheath- this division of skin layers was agonizingly slow, and forced the sharp electrical pleasure through her, causing her to shudder in place with a vacant look in her eyes, leaving bite marks on her arm. Her balls and the base of the cock are the new dark peach skin colour, but it becomes dappled at the medial ring before turning pastel pink, then blushing a diffused red on the glans. Her genitals have three different skin tones and none of the three are exactly the same as the rest of her skin. Her balls swell with the rest but at a much slower, and gradual rate. Rather than an electric pleasure, the sensation is a slow, nagging building. Her mind filled with a growing incessant need to empty her balls into another female! A heat and pressure internally in both balls and prostate as the fluid volume fights for space against the organ trying to contain it. Her balls stretch her panties- too solid from the swelling fluid they are trying to contain, so even at their tightest her panties cannot indent or harm the balls. A small rip is all that is needed- creating enough space suddenly enough that the balls slosh out over the panties, shoving the fabric down and then rolling forward- now large enough to roll off the front of the chair and dangle a bit. Each testicle the size of a softball now! Amanda’s heart is hammering fast now with worry- even though her brain currently lacks the capacity to really comprehend why she is so worried. Her cock head brushes the cubical wall, then forces her dick to start bending down... which means it is now longer than her desk is deep. The feeling of her smooth feet petting its surface is the only distraction from the incessant, itchy pleasure of more dick peeling out from the existing cock. Her toes curl around the tight ring of muscle that is the medial ring, and tug back, tightening the existing shaft to help the new inner layer peel out from inside. The cleft of her urethra deepens as the head tightens even more- but the urethra grows with the rest of the shaft, ignoring the indentation, causing it to stand up and out of the pit as a procession. The head flares extremely wide, causing even the last fourth of her shaft to trumpet out trying to keep up with the enormously flared glans! Because her feet are not on the floor- the pressure of her dick growing against the back of the cubical is actually strong enough to turn the wheels on her chair- shoving her entire body back away from the desk slowly!! Her eyes look down in shock at the giant throbbing member as the sheath and then base is exposed. This... this isn’t even human!! This is a horse’s cock!! And not a horse cock sized to a human body either; a full-sized horse phallus. She grabbed the edge of the desk to prevent it from pushing her even further out and placed her other hand now on the top of the cock while her feet remained on either side, trying to cover as much shaft as possible. The incessant need in her head to get off, but also the panic of seeing how bad her condition is mutating caused her to try and spike her pleasure as quickly as possible- to get off and tame the beast before it can get any worse. Her wish was to get in Sage’s pants, but if all she had was a cock... well, Sage would just go with a man still, who are notoriously known to also possess dicks. But not horse dicks. Much harder to ignore a three foot cock as thick as your wrist with a flare bigger around than your entire head, and balls big enough to motor-boat. Amanda’s soft feet were able to cover more dick than her hand was- so her hand pretty much only served to hold the cock steady while her feet did the actual work. Her veins still throbbed hard, making the entire shaft tingle as the blood was swapped out rather aggressively, trying to grow bigger still but no longer able to. Instead the pressure started to backfire- her taint swelled larger between her legs, and the dark peach coloration started to advance up under her! Her prostate pulsing bigger inside of her. When the skin of her anus starts to turn dark peach too- it also enlarges, a ring of muscle growing, causing the muscular anus to project out a ways off her, pressing into the seat! When her pleasure finally sparked high enough, panic hit Amanda again as she remembered WHERE she is! If she cums here it will probably blow the cubical wall down and hose whoever’s desk is on the other side! She shoved herself away from the desk in a panic, thinking maybe she could get to the bathroom but there was no chance of that- she was already past the point of no return! She had enough time to spin the chair around sliding the entire dick out from under her desk, and it flicked up in the air over her head!! She grabbed it and bent it toward herself trying to rein it in and at the last second, sucked the head into her mouth! Amanda had no choice but to swallow- the force of the jets of cum on their own forced her throat open without her conscious input, all she had to do was not try to breathe in when it was happening. She can’t even get the head into her mouth! Fully flared the glans are wider than her face, so unless she was able to unhinge her jaw- that wasn’t going in her mouth. She was basically french-kissing her own cock head, with her tongue wedged into the pit under the urethral procession. The procession and part of the curved face of the glans was stuffed into her mouth. Her hands cradled the smooth hard bumps that frame the corona- the urethra bulging out between the fingers of either hand, facing up because of the angle she has to bend her dick at in order to get it into her own mouth. She takes several loud, choked gasps trying to get her breath as soon as it stops shooting and lets go- causing it to flop forward and then spring back up several times on its own rigidity. Going both soft and smaller- the dick regresses astonishingly fast in the aftermath though. The bigger it is- the harder it falls. The skin colour also changes to match the rest of her as it regresses, though, then takes on the more vibrant pink of her inner vulva as it shrinks still further than that, once again inverting her gender! Without huge balls holding her panties down, they automatically flip back up and into place. Amanda is left looking dazed and dishevelled with cum-scented breath, but no actual signs that she had been anything other than a normal woman. Without being horny the wish has given up on her- but as soon as she gets horny again; the ending point for this series of changes is going to be the starting point for the next. Luckily by the time she had to face-fuck herself, most of the staff around her were tuned out and ready to go home. The work day drained all the life out of them so no one was paying any attention to... well, anything. Amanda had a lot to think about on the train ride home again, unable to stop thinking about that giant cock, wobbling around under its own heavy weight, flicking aggressively with pleasured clenches. It felt amazing- especially against her dainty feet, but also just... SEEING a member like that up close left her awestruck. Huge and bestial, yet also somehow hers. She could definitely grow to enjoy it, if only she could figure out how to control the damn thing. Amanda still doesn’t even know if it will just go away if she leaves it alone, and her arousal dies down- because she got too distracted to leave it alone! It was easy to stop worrying about it, when it completely went away in between changes. Amanda was fine the rest of the night, eating an actual dinner that night and then propping her cellphone on a pillow to watch some close-proximity Netflix that is probably melting her retinas slowly. The next day she made a note to just keep her mind off it for now. Her morning went as usual and she hustled out the door. The cool morning air touches her face as she steps out on the tiny balcony at the top of the stairs. The sky is silver today- could rain. The train further out of town heading out to her left to make room for her train to come in shortly. The smell of deep fried... something, in the air from the market below. She brought her work outfit in a bag with her today- it is Casual Friday! So she gets to wear a comfy outfit, but... she still brought her work clothes with her, in case the boss has a change of heart. It is clear he was only doing it to amuse the staff and didn’t care for the idea himself. Sneakers, tall socks, a thin long sleeve grey sweater, and bluejeans. She would have proffered a short skirt to be less stuffy in the office buuut, figured jeans would do a much better job keeping her contained if she sprouts a certain part of a horse’s anatomy. Amanda got on the train earlier and thus got to choose a seat. Her phone pinged shortly into the train ride though, telling her that writer she was looking at the other day posted another story. Hyper endowed horse... people are into that kind of stuff, huh? ...maybe Amanda is starting to see why. She gets lost reading over the story on the train ride to pass the time, becoming more absorbed into the erotica than she intended to in a public place. Unfortunately she realized her mistake a bit too late- when she needed to sit up straight to give her forming nuts more room in her pants!! She is growing a dick again, and jeans are a very unyielding fabric. Problem is- she is surrounded on three sides with other people crowded into the train car so she can’t attempt to re-adjust! Amanda tried to just stare straight ahead and forget the growing bulge in her pants except... straight ahead is the short skirt of a woman forced to stand right in front of her- and because of the angle, Amanda could even see a hint of panties under them. Ooooh man, what she wouldn’t give to feel that pert little bubble butt wrapped around her giant, bestial cock! Ah! Head out of the gutter! Amanda muffles a whimper as the bulge grows, straining the fabric and her balls ache from being partially crushed from lack of room! There is a young man sitting to her right who is now glancing at her in the corner of his eyes in surprise at the bulge. To her left is an old lady who luckily hasn’t noticed anything... yet. Amanda’s face turned red as she grits her teeth. She tries to think un-sexy thoughts but she keeps remembering how hot her previous experiences were, which are still fresh in her mind! She is still exploring this new anatomy herself! She can’t NOT think about it! Her pants audibly groan as the fabric tension is forced to fight the unrelenting growth. Because her head feels so hot already from blushing so hard- Amanda doesn’t even notice her ears stretching, becoming leaf-shaped! She was afraid any sudden movements would call even more attention to herself so Amanda just watched nervously as the growing bulge started to force the zipper down! One soft click after the other, the zipper slowly undoes itself, and once it gets halfway down, its abruptly forced the rest of the way as her panties bulge out of the opening, shoving it out of the way! Her balls rapidly expand into any space they can find, so as soon as her dick tents the fabric out of the opening, her balls occupy all the space in her clothing, which tugs the panties down- causing the cock to flick up over them, wobbling quickly out of the hole!! The young man beside her leans heavily away from her, afraid whatever is affecting her would infect him, which then called the attention of the person beside him, wondering why is leaning into them. The foreskin already turned to sheath by the time it released from the pants, a medial ring forming- and then a second divide. Amanda groans from the sharp, itchy pleasure as the latter half of the beast cock peels out of her, stretching the dick still taller. Balls fill the panties and shove against the fabric trying to pull the pants down to make room- but her dick is caught on the still-closed button. The button is angled further and further out till the angle causes it to pop out of the fabric, flicking the pants completely open! That causes it to spring up abruptly enough that the glans catch under and flip up the skirt of the woman standing in front of her! The woman turns around quickly thinking someone was trying to get a look at her panties but then spots the giant meat pillar and jumps back- shoving several other people out of the way. Now eight of the nearest people in a circle around Amanda lean as far away as there is room for them to move, gawking at the giant cock in stunned silence! Amanda attempts to get up, trying to flee somewhere she could maybe somehow try to pack this thing away, but the moment she attempts to sit up out of the chair her feet shift, causing her to slip back down! Her shoes seem to tighten to her, but then her ankles pop out as her feet rapidly lengthen! The bones inside are growing into one another, causing them to fuse together into a single bone from lack of room! She pulls her feet the rest of the way out of her sneakers in confusion, gawking at them in awe herself. This hadn’t happened before! Her toe bones enlarge, fusing them into bulkier, less mobile digits before the individual toes start to meld together too! The united toenail rapidly bulks up huge, stealing more room in her tall socks, causing the fabric to slip further down her leg. Without needing to take them off to actually see- based on the shape in the fabric and the exposed member wobbling around from her crotch... those are horse hooves. As if in a trance, the embarrassed and confused portion of her mind retreats into her psyche to hide while the horny portion takes over. Not only are the giant genitals siphoning more resources from her mind and body simply to operate- horse thoughts are starting to pop up in her mind, turning her more bestial. Thoughts of what the others think of her and what she needs to do about these transformations are too complicated- they involve many emotions and factors to think about... her thoughts are floating in all the hormones her now honeydew sized balls are pumping into her mind. The only thoughts she can hold onto are short ones she can grasp before they float away- the pleasure, how hot this giant battering ram of meat is, and the urge to set this cannon off. So, that is what she does. Amanda grabs it around the medial ring with one hand to bring it closer to herself so she can reach just under the head with her other hand! The head now rubs the window behind her. Several people try to get away entirely- but the train is too crowded for that to be possible. All the people leaning back trying to get away compressed the crowd already as far as it can go- no one can move any further back then they already are. Amanda’s heavy breathing causes a pressure in the bridge of her nose. Her nostrils start to flare wider. Her anus grows large and muscular again- the plump ring of muscle getting compressed against the seat under her is felt all the way up to her prostate. The veins bloat huge on the lower shaft, the glans flare- pre wells around the urethral procession before trailing off the side! The doors let out a chime and open as the train reaches another platform and everyone immediately evacuates the car- knowing that giant cock is about to explode and not wanting to be in its firing range! Amanda cries out, lifting her hips off the seat, which smears her glans up the glass of the window over her head. She lets go of the cock to grab and massage her clenching balls instead and the plump, malleable flesh of her sheath, and her cock flops forward from its weight as it explodes!! The jets of cum thump against the windows across from her hard enough to spray out, looking like someone tossed a firecracker into a bucket of paint! Amanda became increasingly horrified by what she did as her thoughts slowly fade back in, and her breathing slows. Once again her changes regress with great speed, and she already has her hands on her pants ready to close them as soon as the dick regresses small enough to fit inside! She scrambles quickly to get everything back into place. She had to tug her socks back up and pop her shoes back on this time too. Everyone who had been in the train car with her evacuated to the platform, whether this was actually their stop or not, save for the old woman to her immediate left who just gawked at the mess, flabbergasted. One of the train staff enter the car, looking at the old woman. “Oh, Miss Montgomery! Careful, you don’t want to miss your stop again today. Your family told me you might need some help.” As he helped her up, she shakily motioned toward the giant explosion of cum all over the middle of the train car. “But- but there was a horse, a horse’s ding-dong, the size of a telephone poll! That woman had it, but it dissipated into thin air! Like magic!” The train staff looked at Amanda with a smirk, rolling his eyes before looking back at the old woman and helping her out onto the platform. “Suuuure, sure, Miss Montgomery. That sort of thing happens on trains sometimes. Nothing we can really do about it I am afraid.” Oh good, they assume she is senile. Amanda also now has a completely empty train car on her trip to work for once, maybe this isn’t so bad after all. Although, it smells of cum, and she can’t even attempt to clean it up because if she tries to- they will likely pin it on her. She has to leave it alone to disassociate herself with it. At work, staying focused was difficult just because everyone was in casual wear- which meant looser, and in some cases a bit more revealing outfits on some people. Thanks to her orgasm being so explosive- her body wasn’t really capable of transforming again for a little while at least. The day went fairly normally. If she glanced at an outfit that looked a little too good on someone- she would instead glance back over at Bill across from her diagonally who is dressed like a rebel from the 60s for some reason. A lot more humorous than sexy. Jim swats Bill on the shoulder to get his attention just to the right of Amanda. “Oh hey, there is Sage!” Rather than look where Jim was, Amanda quickly put her head down, doing her best to avoid having to see the office beauty. “Yea, damn, she is super cute in that outfit. Not even really a particularly sexy fit but she just looks so darn cute in it.” Amanda groaned. “Yea, I am glad I got to see her on Casual Friday. I would regret having not seen her.” “Yea, even if I had a magically induced giant horse cock, I would still look at her.” “...” “....” “That was.... oddly specific, Bill.” “Oh sorry, been reading these crazy stories from this Unsung Writer guy. Good stuff but he keeps self-inserting himself into stories and it feels a bit ham-fisted.” Amanda just glanced up to see if Sage was still there to know if it was safe to look around again. As soon as she looked, her eyes locked on her and couldn’t let go. Sage didn’t have that honey coloured hair tied up for once- making her hair look many times more voluminous than usual, causing it to form huge waves around her head, licking this way and that without anything to tame it. She wears a thin grey long sleeve similar to Amanda- but the one Sage wears is gigantic on her; a night shirt, draped off one shoulder completely and the sleeves are so long that they hide her hands. Rather than the form fitting pencil-skirt her uniform has, she wears a navy blue pleated skirt to her knees. Pale grey knee-socks- one has fallen down a bit, and no shoes at all. Oooh you can almost see the hint of her toe shape through the fabric. The rush of blood to Amanda’s crotch was so immediately she became so dizzy it felt like she was going to pass out! Both hands on her desk, her pants bulge again. Her eyes roll back in her head, ‘breed her’ the only thought in her head for a second. Her taint, then anus enlarges causing her pants to be uncomfortable all the way around! Her heart hammering was the only thing she could hear for a moment- her ears transforming to be leaf shaped. Amanda looked at her desk again, trying to steady her thoughts again, make the transformation stop by killing the boner. The problem there is that; while her penis is still transforming, it sort of pleasures itself, which makes it impossible to not be horny. The heat and increased weight, the inner and outer layers taking turns swelling and stretching. All the pleasure nerves triggering as erection after erection stack on top of one another, stretching and deforming its shape to be less and less human as it goes. More weight tugging it down, stronger blood flow bobbing it up. Meatier balls flooding her mind with chemicals to make her love-drunk. Then skin peeling out from under more skin as her dick becomes telescopic to support its immense length! Most animals with external penis have a bone in its base- but not humans, and not horse. She sat at the very front of her chair, so her crotch was off the front, clutching her desk with a red-faced look of concentration. Like in the train however; her genitals do not require her input to get what they want. This time the pressure was unable to pull the zipper handle down- instead the clicks were louder and more aggressive as the cock rammed its way out the middle of the zipper, forcing the teeth apart without actually opening the zipper normally- which meant it was effectively broken now, the handle will do nothing. Her dick made it so she CAN’T close it anymore. Her panties bulge out of the opening and Amanda quickly rocks back- her back in a U shape now, gawking down at her crotch in surprise. Suddenly shifting position caused the glans to hook on the elastic of the panties, preventing the dick from flicking out, but that still didn’t actually stop its growth. The muffled crackling of snapping threads could be heard as the panties rip along the side and her cock tears the entire front off!! The dick wobbles out abruptly, her inflating balls slam into the front of her pants instead- already too big to fit out of the opening, and the pressure shifts, more spread out; less focused, so the button holds her balls back at least. “Oooh n-no-no-ooOOooh~!” She shakes her head, still half-delirious from all the blood her dick is stealing out of her head, depriving it of oxygen. Her legs are shifting again! Shoes tighter, she tries to squirm her feet to pop out but cannot! Her legs were positioned differently than when she was on the train before- her ankles caught against the backs of her shoes long enough that her feet deformed too badly! They are stuck! The pressure jamming her heels into the shoes is too strong to be able to get them off!! Her pant legs start to feel tight too, forcing her to straighten her legs and push her chair further out from the desk to avoid the denim pinching her legs behind the knees. Her thighs firm and swell, then her butt cheeks!! She can see the projected veins branching out further from her crotch! Her skin tightens and suddenly her abs become visible! Her muscles are bulging! From her crotch up, her entire body enlarges- her muscles bulking up suddenly. They tighten as if she were flexing them except she isn’t, and rather than relax again, they keep getting bigger slowly. Her shirt lifts up, sleeves draw up, she is getting too big to wear it properly! Even her boobs appear to get bigger, causing her bra cups to smother them for a moment before the clasp lets off a sharp click as it is broken open, releasing them. Her actual breasts have not changed size though- the illusion is thanks to the pectoral muscles under the breasts enlarging, which naturally shoved them further forward. Pop, rrip, teeaaar- the fronts of her sneakers burst open as her nails bulk up too large to contain! Fusing together as a hoof- they retain the shape of five individual curves till the toes under them are fully fused, unifying their shape properly. Socks pull down her legs as her hooves yank them out the front of her destroyed sneakers! Her feet meld into a cannon bone and lengthen quickly now- leaving the destroyed shoes behind, hooked on her ankles still. A dry, loud pop and Amanda jostles in her seat from the sudden movement as the seams let go in the legs of her pants over the mid-point of her now muscular thighs! She leans over, clapping her hands over the gaps to cover it but in leaning over her enlarged glutes tighten and her ass rips the back of her pants open! She thrusts her hips forward, sliding half her ass off the front of the chair to straighten herself again and close the gap over her ass- but her balls then shove harder into the front, ripping the button out!! Jim furrows his brow at Bill. “What sort of weird stories have you been reading??” Bill laughed. “But that is just it- it is so weird you have to keep reading, right? It’s like; ’what could possibly happen next?’ There was one story where a woman’s head swelled up into a cockhead! Like, even her eyes swelled shut so she couldn’t see, only feel. That is fucked up! Can you imagine, your eyes?” Amanda’s pants button hits him directly in the right eye. “AAH my eye!” Bill falls over holding his face leaving Jim just stunned. “Wuh- what... happened?” “I don’t know! I didn’t see it! Probably because it hit me in my eye; the thing that I see with.” Amanda’s eyes widened, her body locking up, afraid to move at all at this point and not knowing what the hell to do. Her pants yanked down but then got caught around the curvature of her thighs, which caused the rips in the legs to advance further up- and the farther they rip, the further down her pants are able to slide. Even her shirt feels much too small- but at least the fabric is flexible so it doesn’t rip apart. She leans forward again, grabbing at the cock, now trying to race to get it off to return to normal! Trying to stop it before it happens has obviously once again failed catastrophically. Because her butt is so far forward on the seat, leaning forward causes her huge balls to flop off the front of the chair. The underside of the head thuds onto her keyboard while she presses her breasts into the back of the shaft through her stretched-thin shirt and she uses both her hands and forearms to try and rub as much cock as possible! Unlike her last office disaster- it is still the middle of the day, and people are awake enough to potentially notice her. She ran out of buttons to blind people. If anyone walks even remotely close behind her- they will have to see this, it would be harder to NOT see. Instead of avoiding Sage, she deliberately recalls her cute outfit, her mussy hair, beautiful mint green eyes. She accidently starts to thrust her hip on reflex which causes the chair to slip out from under her, staggering her into her hooves suddenly! Her socks pull down so they only cover her large mono-toe. So close, come on! So fucking big, so hard... Sage would be so tiny in comparison, so soft and tight-! She erupts, blasting her monitor, but the powerful jets lift the dick from the force, unintentionally aiming her higher! Jim got up. “You just sit tight, I will get you a coffee, keep that eye closed for now till the swelling goes down. You want a cream in your coffee?” The cum-blast rises over the edge of the cubical wall and hits Jim in the face. “AAH, man down!” He drops to the floor holding his face now too! Little beads of white scatter everywhere, flinging up into the air and over the cubical confusing several people as the sticky beads rain down! Frank turned the corner with his eyebrows furrowed and immediately whips out his cell phone and starts recording when he spots Amanda with her meat cannon! Amanda staggers back delirious again, now from the force of the orgasm that feels like it hollowed all the energy out of her body. She falls back into her chair as the cum tapers off. Several more people turn the corner, gasping, shuddering in surprise before grasping for their own phones- but by the time they whip their phones out and look back at Amanda, the horse features have one again melted away. The boss stomped out of his office a moment later wondering why everyone was out of their desks. Most of them scattered as soon as they heard him call out in a frustrated tone- not wanting to be involved in this already bizarre situation. Sage just smiled and held her hand out- indicating for him to stop. “Careful sir, there has been a bit of a spill with... uh, coffee creamers. We will clean it up.” “Aww geeze, it better not have gotten into any keyboards.” He sighed and stomped back toward his office. Frank stepped forward, offering up his cell phone. “W-wait, sir, Amanda is some sort of freak!” He paused and turned back around. “...what?” Sage stepped up behind Frank and his eyes went wide. “A... a freak with how much she just... loves being here. She created the spill but I guarantee she will clean it up again!! Heh...heh.” The boss just cocked an eyebrow. “Okay... great?” He shrugged and resumed his march back to his office. Sage slowly took the point of her nail-file off the back of Frank’s neck. “And I am assuming you will delete that video off your phone? Since you did not get her consent to record her, and interfering with employees personal matters is an infraction of office etiquette.” “Y-y-yea. Yeah. Didn’t mean to record anything, my thumb slipped!” “Good boy. Now run along.” Sage hustled over to Amanda who then scrambled to try and cover herself, claiming the absurd story that she had not worn the pants in so long since Casual Friday had only just been implemented- that they were small enough on her that they simply exploded off her, and in her surprise she knocked over a container of ‘some fluid’ that got everywhere. And Sage believed her immediately and even offered to help her clean up, since... it is a bit much for one person. Even though one person made the mess. Sage knew it was a lie, obviously- she had caught the tail end of the event, showing up as the phallus finished blasting off, just as it started to regress. A person with a full sized horse’s genitals... Sage needed to know more. She wanted to see that thing again, when its still standing strong! The wishing star gave that endowment to Amanda specifically to get with Sage, so naturally Sage is very pleased with it. Her fantasy romance with an unusually intelligent horse that she had been holding onto since highschool was suddenly a little less fantasy. Amanda luckily had a change of clothing- and swapped back to her regular work clothing while Sage got a head start on the mess. Amanda had brought the change of clothes as insurance for if Casual Friday irritated the boss, she could swap back and get on his good side as a good little drone, but now needed it simply because her regular outfit fucking exploded. Sage being the secretary of the boss made it easy for her to keep the others quiet- they feared angering her since she can ‘accidentally’ lose the paperwork for paycheques and bonuses, or get them fired by ratting them out for every little thing they do while the boss isn’t looking. She made the rest of Amanda’s day go unusually smoothly, and Amanda was glad to be able to actually talk to Sage. Usually she was tucked away in the bosses office and a rare sight to everyone else. Amanda was rather happy with herself when she returned home that night and slept well with dreams of hanging out with Sage. This was worrying because of the unknown transformation, and obviously dangerous too- because who knows how other people will react to it. But she really did have a hard time stressing over it. Sage is talking to her, and the transformation itself is wildly hot. It feels amazing! As hazardous as the situation is... it hasn’t actually landed her in hot water or hurt her yet. She may be playing with fire, but she is still not burned. It is sort of ironic if you think about it. Amanda has always been crushing on Sage from afar, wishing she could be closer to her, and now she is. Sage always fantasized about a gentle giant, a hung handsome stud to romance her, and now she is seeing glimpses of that in reality. So Amanda has no idea Sage is into horses, and Sage has no idea Amanda is into her. They are granting one another’s desires without even knowing what the desire is. She just needed to figure out this whole... horse dick thing. It felt good- she enjoyed playing with it, but has no idea how to control it so it constantly ends up making a problem of itself. At this point she is more concerned with controlling it rather than trying to rid herself of it. It is fun; she doesn’t want to see it go, she just doesn’t want to end up in a government lab as a result of it, or arrested for indecent exposure. Although horniness seems to trigger it- that much she figured out. So, she needed a way to ensure she doesn’t get horny when she doesn’t want to. As soon as Amanda woke up the next day- she claps her hand over her pussy, softly pushing in her ring and middle finger. The orgasms are explosive- so explosive that her genitals are exhausted afterwards, which prevents her from getting aroused again for a while. The easiest way to ensure she doesn’t randomly get a dick later- is to deliberately give herself one NOW. Just the thought of her own meat pillar was enough to get her fired up. Once it starts to grow, she makes a loose fist and puts it over her clit- letting it grow into her hand! She giggled like a mad woman and squirmed against the bed from the intense feeling! As soon as it gets long enough, she puts another fist on top of that to continue to the tunnel of love! Her feet were already stretching! Each time she transforms a new stage of the process is added to the existing one- but when she turns again, the previous stages trigger at the same time. So as soon as her dick starts to grow- her ears turn, her feet start changing, and her muscles now start to harden and swell all at the same time; they do not wait in line. In bed all she had on was a pair of pink panties and a loose, sleeveless white shirt. Her balls help shove the panties down, filling them up and pulling them partially down her legs till her panties are more like a ball-sling. Without her pants interrupting her view this time- she could see just how beefy she becomes. Her thighs getting enormously huge with muscle- the projected veins from her crotch spreading onto them on the inner sides. Her dainty little toes and smooth, soft feet stretching larger, longer, stronger. The achilles on the back of her heel shrink-wraps the skin to it, making it blatantly visible. Hundreds of tiny bone joints grow and meld together. Listening carefully; she can hear the bones shift just barely over her own heart beat from the increased blood flow in her changing ears. Muffled by the skin over them- the bones click and pop softly as the gaps turn to divots and erase entirely as they are forced together. The feeling of the bones merging was that of the slight tremors created from the sudden shift as the structure relents and lets them fuse, then click into its new position. The muscles and skin felt a slight tingle, which echoed a mental pang- a desire to get on with it, to actually lean into the change and finish it. Her human form knew horse traits were wrong, her horse form thought human traits were wrong- but both knew this messed up halfway point is wrong. So like a good, much-needed stretch, her body rewards her with a mild pleasure. Five little dainty toes. Four bulky, awkward toes with thick grey nails. Three large, exotic shaped toes with huge curved black blocks as nails that completely dominate their ends. Two enormous, powerful looking toes sporting a shared hoof oddly shaped like a rounded M, and then finally just one giant toe, with the U shaped horse hoof. Amanda smirked- trying to visualize what the hoof would look like if she painted it blue with her usual nail polish. Hey! Could snap some pics of the horse hoof for the foot fetish site! The hoof is glossy smooth and pristine looking- since she literally just grew it and it hasn’t had a chance to get scuffed. She moans and grips the foreskin as it bulks up and drags it back, helping the divide as it turns into a sheath and releases the pent-up length growing inside. She gradually bends her cock toward herself as it gets longer- keeping one hand near the head, bopping the underside of the corona as she rubs, while the other remains at the medial ring, helping peel back the layers as they grow out. Her body becomes more and more masculine looking thanks to her increased muscle bulk. She grows a bit overall too though- not just bulkier but actually bigger, even her bones enlarge a bit! Her loose shirt gets pulled smooth by her growth, then her pectoral and abdominal muscles bulking yank the fabric taut! She surprises herself- her moans suddenly a bit deeper sounding without meaning to! Then a loud, hollow pop reverberates through her chest as two of her ribs momentarily crack free of her vertebrae and lengthen, pushing away from it! Her chest is getting... deeper! A human’s rib cage is wider than it is deep- a horse’s ribs are slightly deeper than they are wide. The ribs above and below that pair then pop, then another random set near the top, then the two beside those! Sounding almost like a bag of popcorn cooking for a moment her ribs rapid-fire click and pop as they divide from her back, lengthen to stretch the shape of her chest forward, then re-seal their connection to the vertebrae as they grow out of room! Her shirt was already tight! Her breasts get squished into the fabric, and stretch horizontally by the enlarging ribs behind them, stretching her breasts into obscurity! Even the coloration of her nipples and areola fade into her regular flesh tone, erasing her womanly endowments entirely! RIP, a small hole appears in the front, under her collar. Shred, rip, tear- the hole widens along the underside of the collar and down, becoming triangular! Her lungs enlarge inside- her breathing loud and heavy. Nostrils flare a bit larger as she stares at herself in surprise. Then suddenly the collar itself bursts in half from pressure- and the force of it letting go removed all the structural integrity from the rest of the top, and the existing hole exploded all the way down, tearing the front of the shirt in half all the way through! She looked at it in shock, but before she could really comprehend that she was getting another new change on top of the old ones- her mind was starting to fade. The throbbing need in her crotch was too loud, her normal human thoughts too blurry and muffled. Even the veins in her neck stiffen from increased blood pressure, and the muscle in her neck expands making it almost cone shaped from how large the base of her neck became, with enlarged trapezius muscles. Her vision turns a tint of blue from blood pressure. She thrusts aggressively up off the bed, into her hands, bending the dick in the shape of a J in order to keep both hands on it. Far too enthralled with her meat to take note of the prickly feeling as her hairline starts to advance down the back of her neck in a stripe- a forming mane! The female still inside of her stares hungrily at the engorged flare! She thrusts so far up off the bed that Amanda rocks her entire body back, focusing her weight onto her upper back as she lifts her ass into the air- stuffs the face of her glans into her own mouth, and the feeling of her soft, plush lips against the head immediately set her off. Her breakfast today? A gallon of horse semen, straight from the tap! After turning back, her panties were stretched to the point where they were unusable, and he shirt was annihilated but also- who cares? They were just junk clothing she wore to bed anyway. She transformed further this time- like every time- but every time she changes her mind gets fogged over with equine thoughts and hormones. By the time her mind sharpens enough to realize she is getting worse- the changes have undone themselves, preventing her from actually realizing it happened. She just remembers the pleasure, and the sight of that wobbling meat pillar erupting over her. She could tell who on the train to work was with her the other day- they gawk at her and try to shuffle to a place as far from her as possible, but none of them say anything. What would they say? Amanda herself just ignores it, acting as casually as possible. No one recorded any proof, so as long as she doesn’t let the rat out of the bag; it doesn’t really matter what they saw. Thanks to her explosive wake up that morning, she was able to stay calm and fully human without issue. Sage appeared to say good morning too, which brightened her mood up as well. Maybe it is possible to keep her regular life and the giant dong too! She did not notice Sage continuing to watch her from afar though. Tapping her pen nervously, thinking about what she saw the other day. She wants to see it again, but how? What did Amanda do with it? How to you just casually tuck a 4 foot cock into your panties and resume your day? Sage went over to Amanda around noon. “Hey, since we were talking the other day, I thought maybe you could help me with something.” She offered over her phone. “Oh?” Amanda looked at the screen and froze up, a bead of sweat formed over her temple. “Yea, been thinking of putting myself out there, but I don’t want to seem too... forward, so which of these photos do you think I should use for the dating app?” On the screen was a photo of Sage leaning forward wearing a paper thin shirt- draped off her so loosely that you could almost see her full breasts through the oversized collar. Sage smirked at Amanda’s reaction, freezing up and stuttering, not sure how to react. Sage presses her breasts into her back, reaching over her shoulder to flick the screen herself, revealing more sexy poses. “Obviously I don’t want to be in my stuffy office wear. Just regular casual sort of makes me look like a bum, right? I want to look good if I want to find someone, but I don’t want to look cheap. No free looks, y’know?” “Y-y-yeh-yeah.” Her clit hardened in her panties. Oooh she was doing so well too! She has no idea Sage is here specifically to sabotage her, wanting to see that cock again properly! Amanda could feel the heat of Sage’s breath on the back of her neck, her soft tits pressed into her back as Sage flicks through images of her posing sexily or barely dressed at all. Her hair smells of lavender, her breath smells like green tea. Sage finally paused on an image of her standing entirely naked in from of a mirror- covering both her nipples and her pussy with a single finger, using a trick of the camera angle on her reflection. “Ooops, ignore that one, that was for something else.” The rush of blood to Amanda’s head was so fast a bead of blood formed in her nostril! Her ears immediately start stretching, her own heart beat becomes so loud in them that everything else is a murmur. Her cock grows quickly, this time unfortunately bending DOWN, curling over her pussy so when her balls come in, the dick folded around them makes them cramped even faster than usual! Casual Friday is over- she is in a tight skirt, so the outer fabric is going to do absolutely nothing to help contain her. The panties get stretched away from her- her dick almost wedged between her ass cheeks before it stiffens enough to start yanking away from her against the fabric. She is going to run out of underwear at this rate. “Ah-hah, I h-have to go to the bathroom real quick!” Amanda quickly got up and tried to dart away but when she handed the phone back, Sage wouldn’t get go of her arm. “W-wait, so fast? No thoughtful insight into my pictures?” “Ah, I I c-nngh!” Snap- panties flick down onto the floor between her legs and her dick slams into the front of her skirt almost yanking it up completely before Amanda grabs it on either side and uses the fabric tension to yank her dick back down, bending far forward, face beet-red! Sage could also see what at first looked like her hair was rapidly getting longer- but it was just reaching further down because its growing into a mane, extending the hairline rather than the actual length of hair. “I can explain! When I figure it out myself. Some time in the future, probably.” Sage blushed to, and made no effort to hide that she was gawking at the bulge. “Do... do you need... help?” “N-ngh...” Amanda was going to say no but the blood rush everywhere else stole it from her brain, and then there was only horny. Her body cried out loudly at her with a sense of urgency to get off, to seek pleasure- and Sage certainly is that. It is like when you stick your hand in a fire- you are filled with instinctual urgency to remove your hand as fast as humanly possible. When her dick flicks upright- getting it off is the only thing her body lets her think about. So rather than say no or flee to the bathroom as quickly as possible to lock herself in, she just nodded dumbly, and Sage snuck her to the bathroom instead. Between the itchy pleasure of her dick stretching bigger and taller and the fact Sage is flirting with her- Amanda just feels giddy- she isn’t using enough brain cells to worry about anything beyond that. Sage can tell she is zoned out- and she is a bit impatient herself, so she helps slide it out. Too much cock has already formed to be able to get it out over the skirt, so she has to lift the skirt completely and let it stand up from under it instead. Sage’s own heart was hammering, and there was plenty of questions in her own head... like, how is this possible in the first place? Is it a contagious condition? Just how far do the changes go? But her curiosity far outweighed her own worries. When Sage took it out, it was only two thirds changed so you could still see fading human traits in the shaft, as they deformed from the increasing size and faded into the growing horse traits. Amanda fell back against the bathroom wall- with her legs spread over the toilet as her feet start to change rapidly. Sage quickly helped her kick her shoes off before they exploded off. The skirt clicked open on its own- a clasp and short zipper on the size undid itself but the skirt doesn’t fall away because it opened from internal pressure- Amanda’s body growing again! Amanda is too love-drunk to remember why this is a problem, and Sage realizes she is growing too late to fix it. Sage attempts to reach for her blazer to get it off but the first button fires past her head like a bullet! Then rapidly with only a half second delay the others pop off and blow it open! Sage grabs at the taut shirt underneath and tries to tug it off but its already too tight to remove. The only way out is to explode out. The shoulder seams of the blazer snag first, the growing muscles below swelling too big for the sleeves to contain! A dry pop and the seam rips partially, then a bit more, then Amanda moves slightly to look to see what the sound was, and rips it the whole way across! Breasts shrink but pectorals swell in their place, then her ribs start to pop and expand, shoving her entire chest forward! Several rips under her arms and another in the middle of the shirt where tension is the highest. Once the holes are made, every little movement or growth tears it wider with ease. Sage partially covers her face, waiting for the burst, making sure she doesn’t get a scrap of clothing in her eye. When the shirt below explodes apart as the tears all expand into one another and connect- the now detached sleeves of the blazer also burst up their length, completely removing both tops! Her bra just falls off without them to pin it in place- the clasp on the bra was the first thing to go. Her neck grows wider, then a little bit longer! Her mane fully grown in down its length in the back, spilling hair over her shoulders still. Her grunts and moans deepen in pitch. Sage gently gasps the twitching erect phallus. “Oh... you poor thing, this looks painfully erect. Can’t have to stomping around the office with this, now can we?” She pulled it forward, getting on her tip-toes and started kissing the head, grasping the shaft just under the corona with both hands, gently brushing the sensitive, bumpy edge. It is like stiff, hot, rubber. The cock is attached to a co-worker but its unmistakably the dick of a horse, not a human. The veins start to fatten a bit more, projecting off the surface further up the shaft. Her balls gurgle, and the glans start to purple from pressure. “Hnngh~ n-nn-nei-i-i-i-igh!” Amanda looked a bit surprised by her own nickering. Sage took her mouth off the glans a moment to shush her. “Shhh-sh-sh! We can’t have the others figuring out there is a horse in the office!” She felt her fingers get forced apart by a powerful throb in the cock. “H-huh?” Sage looked down in surprise at how aggressively over-hard the cock is... as it starts growing. It was already the full size of a stud’s dick, but the wish isn’t using a real horse as its blueprint. It is using Sage’s fantasy. Amanda’s breathing becomes so rapid and deep her nostrils flare large and she basically starts grunting in rapid-fire. Her iris suddenly expand, hiding the whites of her eyes as her pupils stretch into rectangles! The instincts of a horse completely take over her mind, so even without the hormonal influence she still wouldn’t be able to think straight. Her tail bone starts to extend into a chubby cone, already growing hairs on it. By the time Sage can see the tail growing out under the skirt, behind the huge balls- it is already quite long, covered in the exact same raven black hair as on Amanda’s head! She holds her hands out in front of herself limp like a begging dog; too brain-dead to know what to do with them. Muffled clicks and cracks emanate from them now though, as her hands stretch longer. The bones grow inside, pressing into one another making it hard to move her hands at all. Her thumb is ignored- becoming distanced from the fingers and shortens slightly. Her pinky finger is abruptly crunched into the rest of the hand, having run out of room, it gave up trying and the rest of her hand absorbed it. The remaining three fingers bulk up, larger but not longer, and the fingernails turn charcoal grey as they become so thick they are like little blocks. The changes pause there- not far enough along to completely rob her of her hands. Sage quivered in arousal, gawking at the flared head of the penis. Clench, tighten, swell, relax, then repeat- a tiny bit bigger each time! She has to nervously open the stall door and back out of it- because there is no longer enough room to both tilt it down toward herself and also somehow fit in the stall. The cock was as thick as Amanda’s arm before... now its swelling to the size of her former thighs in girth! The fat folds of skin in the sheath alone are almost thick enough to fill a normal human hand! The flare is getting so big it is almost the size of Sage’s entire rib cage! Even the balls gurgle, churn, and bloat each time one of them lifts momentarily. From honeydew melons to watermelons in size! Her taint swells so fat it looks like she is clenching a pool noodle between her cheeks. Internally, her prostate swells so big it partially collapses her colon to make room! Sage is so turned out her own pussy quakes at the sight and she hasn’t even touched herself! She is a bit worried too though... just how big is this thing going to get?? As the cock expands now its already so tight she can HEAR it grow, in pulses, like the sound of twisting leather! Amanda starts involuntarily thrusting, causing her hooves to slip on the tile floor. Because of her awkward position she has to spread all four limbs to try and catch herself- though her back is against the wall over the toilet. She is so large her head is partially visible OVER the walls of the stall since they don’t go completely to the roof. Her dick is now over halfway across the entire room- granted the room is a lot more narrow than it is long. Precum starts burbling out in gobs! As much as Sage would like to take the challenge of gargling Amanda’s load- at this point she is afraid the cum jets will erupt out with enough strength to permanently blind her, so she steps aside and cradles the shaft between her hands and breasts, aiming the head at the sinks across the way when it finally erupts! Sage cries out in surprise- very glad she got out of the way as the first jet of cum hits the other wall so hard it cracks the mirror over the sink!! The rope of cum is so long-held it started at the mirror and painted up the wall almost to the roof before it let up and the dick bobbed back down. Like her body was ejecting the transformation, horse features regressed back into Amanda and vanished as the orgasm carried on. This time her penis shrank, then started to shrink and return to human shape, then shrank again till it inverted back into a pussy. Even once she was fully human again- Amanda collapsed onto the toilet under her, head spinning, delirious from the force of the orgasm. Amanda no longer had a top, so Sage fetched her jacket for her and she had to wear that in the office. They both sat at Amanda’s desk afterwards, as Sage obviously had many questions. Unfortunately Amanda only had so many answers. As embarrassed as she is about how the last few days have been going- there wasn’t much reason to keep it hidden from Sage at this point. And interesting point for Sage though; Amanda never mentioned a tail, at all. She is unaware of parts of her own transformation, and admitted to only remembering the very start of her last transformation before everything became a blur. So she doesn’t even know the full extent of her own transformation because her conscious thoughts are blocked when it happens. Sage interpreted that as- she can do whatever she wants with Amanda when she transforms, because she isn’t going to remember it anyway. The boss turned the corner and put his hands on his hips as soon as he seen the two of them. “What are you talking about over here? Those weird, erotic transformation stories Jim and Bill were talking about the other day?? This is a workplace- get back to work! And take that jacket off- yesterday was Casual Friday, get back into your uniform!” Sage sighed. “Oh, yes, how unprofessional of me. That reminds me though, sir; 2685 or 4886?” “W-what?” “Which was the number of your wife and which is the number of your mistress? I wouldn’t want to get them confused in the future.” He slowly started to back away. “...carry on.” Amanda was exhausted, but once again safe from more unwanted erections for the rest of the work day. Sage also hung out with her most of the time as the two of them tried to brain-storm what on earth caused this to happen in the first place. No one suspects a shooting star, in broad daylight. The wish was made idly and not directed at anything, so Amanda doesn’t even remember making it in the first place. Even if she thought it was her wish- she isn’t aware Sage has a thing for horses, so she still wouldn’t make the connection between the two events! Sage told her to call her if she runs into trouble- so they can try to get to the bottom of things. Sage was actually more interested in grinding her cunt on the giant pillar of meat, but Amanda doesn’t need to know that, because she won’t remember it happening anyway. Amanda was feeling strange after the last reversion, so she agreed to call Sage in the event anything comes up. Since turning back, her body still feels a bit odd, and every so often her thoughts blink off, causing her to go completely absentminded out of the blue, and then slowly fade back in. The wish is getting closer to finishing its work, so her human form is struggling to maintain itself. Rather than the wish magic trying to convince her body she is a horse- her body is starting to believe it. On the train home, this caused her to fall into a dream-like state, stumbling back against the back of the final train car’s closed door. The horse took over her mind and her thoughts blinked out- as the gears in her brain started to slowly turn again, it was fantasizing about mounting sexy mares, blowing their gigantic muscular butts, clapping her balls against their petite udders! With no other mental processes running in her head- it was like she was having a vivid dream... even though she is still standing upright, and fully awake. It started to wake up her genitals too though. There was two men and a woman in the train car with her- the return train is always less populated. The men immediately got up and left, scrunching their noses up at Amanda as the bulge appears under her skirt! Thanks to earlier, she isn’t even wearing panties. The woman is confused and curious though, so she remains, gawking. Amanda fades back in but both horse and human minds are active, tangled together. The human half of her brain spots the woman, and sees her as an attractive member of the same species. Her equine fantasy however then interprets this as she is a mare he should mount, so she knows he is the best male of the herd. The two streams of thought tangle and she forgets where she is and what species she is supposed to be! Her pupils have already stretched into rectangles as she lurches forward off the back wall a bit. Her feet tilt, shoes bulge- then suddenly the backs burst open and her ankles rise high up out of it. Socks are pulled down her legs, toes merge and bulk up, nails merge and grow into a hoof so big it explodes the rest of her shoes off from lack of space! The dick pushes into the skirt and she is too out of it to adjust the fabric- so rather than grow up or down; it grows straight into the front. For a moment the cock is shoved so tight into the fabric that you can even see the indentation of the urethra on the glans, pressed into the fabric. Before it tears. The expansion of her body and growth of her muscles makes the clasp and zipper snap open on its own, but with the cock also shoving into it- the fabric cannot hold. From the bottom of the zipper on the side of the skirt, it rips straight in half! Her cock springs erect so aggressively it flicks the remains of the skirt aside like the skin of a ruptured balloon. The other woman is afraid, but also curious and confused to the point where she is like a deer caught in the headlights- so baffled as to what is happening that she doesn’t know how to react, and thus ends up doing absolutely nothing. The cock grows even faster this time in comparison to its evolution into a horse phallus, because now its end size is beyond that of an actual horse. The cock is already the length of her entire arm before it even starts to take on equine traits! The veins throb giant before regressing as the shaft expands fat, then stretches longer and repeats. The motion is so exaggerated the dick almost lurches like a worm crawls. A slow, wave-like pulse up from the base that drags it further forward. From the dark back of the car, toward the well-lit middle, the woman watches the cock grow past her, too heavy to lift itself, too rigid to droop- wobbling out perfectly straight down the middle of the car. Amanda groans loudly as she feels terribly congested, even though she can breath perfectly fine through her nose. Her hands feel so tight, can barely move her fingers! Like the other times- her transformation does not repeat itself, it iterates on itself. A step closer to completion every time. Two huge fingers on her hands- index ran out of space, smushed into the rest of the hand like human clay. Thumb is no more than a bump now- the body of her hands twice the length they are supposed to be, all the bones pressed into one another, unable to move individually. Several dull clicks, the seam between bones vanishing- hundreds of tiny bones become one enormous cannon bone. The two hoof segments are too close to one another, they grow into each other, then start to flatten the curve between them, which draws the two fingers closer together till, crrrrrunch, only one finger remains. Hands turned to horse hooves! She neighs in surprise, and as soon as she inhales sharply after, her nostrils flare so wide they tug on the bridge of her nose. Suddenly the congested feeling leaves her face as the bridge of her nose cracks apart! The cartilage breaks free and solid bone fills in the gap. Her nose grows larger, longer, and much, much wider! Her nostrils flare huge, and the lengthening of her nose removes the valley between the bottom of her nose and her upper lip- they are both on the same level now. She paws at her face with her front hooves in confusion- but as soon as she lifts her arms the arms of her jacket explode off the body! She gasps and puts them down- but the sharp inhale expands her chest to the point where she explodes the zipper open on the front of the jacket. She is still technically wearing it- but its severely damaged. The other woman slowly reaches out and grasps the cock bobbing in front of her out of morbid curiosity, stroking it slowly as if to see if it were actually real or some illusion. Starts to stroke it faster, wondering how it is real- if it is fully functional. Amanda’s entire body creaks with internal pressure, threatening to transform even more. Amanda herself just makes micro-thrusts forward, while teetering on just her rear hooves, making soft whickering sounds. You could hear the quiet churning of fluid from her balls as the sink toward the floor- not because her scrotum was stretching, but because her balls are growing, again. The size of medicine balls, then the size of a medium pumpkin! With her legs partially spread, her testicles are almost at the floor! Enormous, smooth, dark peach orbs bobbing up and down slightly out of sync with one another. The giant cock now as thick as a telephone poll with a flare so wide you could use it as an end table. When she finally peaked, the woman could hear a groan like straining leather from the dick and quickly pulled back, afraid it would literally explode or something! The streams of cum fired across the entire train car, painting the opposite door! Amanda had to put her hoof on the side of the car to help hold herself up but as the horse traits drained out of her, she slid down the wall and into one of the seats from a lack of strength to hold herself up. The woman immediately fled the scene the second the train stopped at the next platform. Amanda was dazed and a bit horrified. She only had partial memory of what just happened. She remembered three people being in the train car before that and zero now. She also had blurry memories of mounting a mare? No- that had to be her imagination. But something DID get her off, so... what the hell happened? Also she is on a train ride home and virtually naked!! Her jacket’s zipper is torn from the fabric so it cannot be closed, she isn’t wearing anything under the jacket, and the sleeves are only attached at the back by a couple of threads. No panties, skirt is annihilated, and also glued to the floor with a two-inch thick layer of cum. Heck, she transformed so far this time that even the blue nail polish has been removed from her hands and feet- it cracked off when they turned into hooves. No one is in the train car with her now, and there is so much cum painted on the door into the next car that it might not even be able to open. But she has to get off the train at some point. She stuck near the door but not in front of it so hopefully no one outside can see enough of her to realize she is virtually naked. It is dusk now after all- visibility isn’t great and it will be completely dark soon. The platform is quiet when she arrives at her stop and skitters out of the train quickly, making a mad dash for home. She pulled her socks back up but her shoes were annihilated, so socks are the only thing she has to protect her feet as she dashes through the cramped lanes. She bolts especially fast whenever she is near a neon sign, knowing it will highlight her. Ugh, why do the stairs to her apartment have to be on the OUTSIDE of the building?? She has to climb up the side of the building to get to her door and finally slip inside! Well that was... harrowing. She never slowed down enough to know if anyone saw her- if they did, all they seen was a blur of her naked ass. She still felt odd. Still had an urge in her mind to stuff her giant meat ram into a female... even though she currently doesn’t even have a penis for that to be possible. She sort of felt pent up too, in spite of not having balls to empty. Every so often she feels a weak pulse and her body tightens with pressure then relaxes slowly again. She got too close to the edge to back away from it fully. Amanda was worried now she would lose control. It has been getting increasingly easy to get horny again and re-transform. Every time her thoughts black out harder, every time she transforms more. Now it feels like she could randomly start changing at any time, for no reason at all! Sage told her to call if anything came up- this seems to fit the bill. Sage immediately replied, telling her she would come over right away. Amanda tried to make herself a dinner, but the cucumber in the fridge made her think of dick. And the mushrooms made her think of glans. And the eggs made her think of balls. She tried to watch the TV but the men and women alike turned her on! She went to go lay down and just nap for the time being but being close to her bedroom just tempted her to flop over and masturbate. Aaaagh, everything was threatening to turn her on! She can’t get her mind off her transformed state!! She just sat down in the dark, trying not to think of anything till Sage arrived. But thinking of Sage arriving made her clit fatten. Her entire body groans, getting a little big bigger. Keep... it... toge... the... r... Sage arrives at the apartment, taking a bit of time to find where it actually is- since the stairs up are outside of the building. She knocks on the door, and it just creaks open on its own- Amanda was in such a hurry to return she didn’t even fully close the door again. “Ah... a-Amanda?” “Ssso... so h-horse! Mmmmuch, heiheiheih!” Amanda is already twice the size she is supposed to be, crawling on her hands and feet, which already have one less digit than they should, and charcoal-grey block-like nails. Her iris already expanded, her pupils stretched, and a mane already fully formed down her neck before the neck itself has changed at all. She crawls forward a bit, enough for Sage to see the dick in the dim light, snaking across the floor under her, starting to grow longer than her entire body while it hasn’t even lost its human traits yet! Tail swishes back and forth, getting longer each time. Was that the floorboards under her that Sage hears creaking, or her bones? Sage licks her lips and yanks off her shirt, tossing it aside and flicking her bra open, discarding it! She undoes her skirt and just shakes her hip back and forth to work it off as she kneels in front of Amanda to pick that cock up off the floor even as it continues to erect itself and grow still larger! “Uuugh, heiii- heiheiheih...full! So full... me so...so full of me!” Barely making any sense- her voice thunderously low, her thoughts delirious. Sage lifts the dick up and presses her bare breasts to it on the bottom of the glans while bending over to kiss the top. The cock surges- pushing into Sage faster than she can scoot back, shoving her onto her back and growing over her! Amanda’s entire body groans loudly, bones creak and start popping and cracking all over her body!! She is growing even larger in overall size! “Guh! So... more. So more much m-mmm- can’t... keep... in! Coming! Can’t want to fight! Don’t... want to resist... anymore!!!” Her ribs grow in size, popping her ribs in rapid-fire, her lungs expand and she whips her head back whinnying loudly. “More.” Deep breath. “More!” Deep breath. “MORE!” Deep breath. “MUR!” Deep breath. “M-Mur-ur-ur-ur-ur~” Head up, looking blankly at the roof, her neck cracks and pops on its own- it becomes so enormously muscular that it yanks on her spine trying to make more room and forces the expansion of her vertebrae, which makes her neck much, much longer. She is now making nickers, breathless neighs, moans, and human-ish cries of distress frantically, all together in a confused mess. Her hips thrust automatically which rubs her cock up the entire length of Sage’s body, while she loosely holds the shaft just under the glans, trying to steady it. Amanda tries to take a step forward but her feet slide apart as her hips let out a thunderously loud pop! Her entire body shudders from the sudden movement as her pelvis rapidly expands and changes shape!! Her ass grows absolutely gargantuan, but the position of the sockets in her pelvis also now prevent her from ever walking on two legs- she is stuck on all fours now! Bigger, stronger, clumsier, and fewer digits on her hands and feet. Nails more like small hooves. Muscles swell massively. Her entire body getting a bit longer. Fur starts to fade into existence on her hands and feet, spreading up onto her body and then across it! Another patch where her pubes would be, and another from the base of her already formed tail. Unlike her black hair- her fur is white, and as the pelt becomes more complete a few small black splotches appear- over her tail trailing onto her lower back, and on her shoulders and upper back, as if acting as a transition to her opposing hair colour. Sage looked up at her in awe seeing the changes were not stuttered this time, they just kept going. “Y-you really are... a horse?” “Hoo? Hoo hurse? Am... h-horneiheihei, am-m-mmm COCK. D-dick full so full so full so full so f-uuh-uuugh!” Her nostrils flare huge, her nose pops and grows forward! Her hands and feel fully devolve to hooves, scratching the floor as she tries to stand up straighter and get a proper balance. The floorboards under her groan from the weight. She is a huge horse with even more impossibly huge genitals. Her fur and hair colour sort of resemble an inverted Oreo cookie- fudge on the outsides, cookie on the inside. Her cock lifts off Sage, bobbing in the air- the lower shaft thudding against her own chest, flicking pre all over the place. Her hooves trot on the spot, stomping them in anxious anticipation. She opens and closes her mouth- her voice distorting even worse as her jaws crack loudly many times, growing longer, dragging her entire head larger along with them. Her teeth enlarge, become flat and blocky. Face is even bigger- head starting to look like a triangle from the side! Her huge nose fills her vision, but then even more clicks and snaps from inside her head, her face pulls so far out that her eyes start to angle out to the sides- erasing her nose from her direct cone of vision again. Fur finished with her body, up her neck, approaching her head. Stiffer feeler hairs develop on her chin ahead of the fur. The longer her face gets, the further back her forehead is shoved, till, with a hollow crunch its gone entirely. Which also compresses the compartment that contains her brain- forcing her brain to physically become smaller, and preventing her human thoughts from fading back in. A black heart-shaped splotch on the top of her muzzle as the fur fully grows in! Her balls wobble around erratically as she staggers back a bit, falling on her butt- so her back hooves point forward and her front hooves have to try to catch her. Her giant cock wobbles straight up into the air! She tosses her head back, shaking her neck and mane. The veins bulge on her dick so huge they look like tree roots trying to wrap around and strangle it! The divots in the glans deepen, the skin glistening smooth from internal tension. Sage sits up again with a sympathetic look. “G-go on, let it out boy! Don’t hold back.” At the sound of Sage’s voice, Amanda’s drift in two different directions, her upper lip curls back, and she whinnies loudly as her cock absolutely erupts! The pillars of cum fire up and slam into the rafters hard enough to shake the roof- and scatter sticky white beads across half the entire apartment! And again! And again! Her giant mutated genitals cumming for almost two minutes straight, absolutely bathing the place in an ungodly volume of semen. Eventually exhausted, her head bobs, barely able to stay up. The cum turns to just a trickle, her front hooves slide across the floor, plopping her down into a laying position and her softening cock slams into the floor so hard the entire apartment rattles. Weeks pass, and Sage wakes slowly in a paradise. The glow of sunlight warming her face through the fluttering leaves overhead. The edge of the field of her grandfather’s ranch. Being here is so calming. She isn’t sure she would be able to stand that stuffy office work life if she could not retreat back here when it is done to unwind. The open field and the whispering winds. She fell asleep to the sound of Amanda’s breathing and heart beat. The huge beast rested down on its side in the shade at the edge of the field and Amanda curled up beside him, laying her head down on his huge chest. He eventually brings his head over and rests his chin on her shoulder- and woke her up with a snort, billowing her hair in a gust of his breath. He nickers at her as if chuckling as she wakes up again with a slight groan. She has to be careful when standing up off him that she does not accidentally bump his nuts. Even when dormant his genitals are enormous. His balls barely clear the ground when he trots- when he gallops his scrotum tightens and lifts them a LITTLE higher. Sheath is so big you could accidentally lose an entire 2L bottle in it. Sage never did figure out why Amanda was turning into a horse in the first place, never mind a horse with a battering ram for a cock. Once the wish completed her form, becoming flaccid no longer had an effect on her form. It finished, sealing her in the shape she unknowingly asked for. So, now she is a he. A stallion with an unusual name. He still reacts to his name being called, so, it is still Amanda in there... just, an Amanda with considerably lower IQ, and equine instincts instead of human. They both technically got what they want. Amanda got to be with Sage and have lots of sexy fun. Sage got her dream ‘man’ and a way to unwind after work. Neither of them were ever aware of what the other wanted, but ended up ultimately providing it anyway.