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After everyone was done lunch, Rose had gathered them by the exit of the picnic grove, on the opposite side from whence they entered. Slowly, everyone gathered around Rose. Even those with their mental faculties compromised like Fuzzy the bear gave their attention. Once nearly everyone was close, Rose began.

"To remind everyone," said Rose, "We are on our way to Mr. Damien's castle. There you will be his slaves. Or should I say..." she giggled, "pets."

"Please, miss!" said Nathan the lion, standing close to the front of the crowd, "Just let us go home!"

Rose let out a laugh, "Oh don't be a scaredy-cat!" She approached him, "You're a lion! You're supposed to be a king, leading all of your friends here!" She looked down at his crotch and took out a hand to fondle his package, "See? Look at this humongous cock! You need to live up to the size of this thing."

Nathan was overcome with humiliation. He blushed so hard it hurt and made him light-headed. Rose felt around his crotch more, "Your pants are still damp..." she smirked and spoke a little louder so everyone heard, "... from when you peed yourself earlier."

Nathan stuttered. He wanted to say something but couldn't think of anything. Unfortunately for Rose, the crowd wasn't snickering at Nathan like she had hope. She took his hand and began to stroke it while gazing up into his eyes. She spoke, "It's okay. We all have accidents. Besides, it's not like that's going to stop any ladies from wanting to get wild with you." She chuckled then turned to the crowd, "Raise your hand if you want to get wild with the king of the jungle here."

There was some hesitation but across the crowd, hands started reach into the air. Ladies like Amber the sheepdog, Kelly the cat, and Audrey the dinosaur were quick and shameless in raising their hand while others like Debra the chicken, Karen the pug, and Edna the rhino were reluctant to.

Rose gave Nathan's crotch a gentle pat and took her hand away, "But no I'm not taking you home. Mr. Damien is expecting you. It'll take a couple days to get there but if we keep a steady pace it won't take that long. Don't fall back now! As terrifying as Mr. Damien is," she paused and then gave a chuckle, "getting lost in these wilds is much worse!" She walked over to the monkey girl. The monkey was still in a state of stupidity. She had her eyes on Rose but didn't know what she was saying. Her tongue was hanging out. Rose took a hand on the monkey's shoulder, "If I told you what kind of things exist in these woods you'd like be so scared your brain would break, and you'd go stupid like Lucy here."

"A couple days?" said Shirley, "It's going to take that long?"

Rose put a finger up to her chin and said, "Hmmmm, you're right. I oughta go on horseback."

Rose reached out her hand and fired a bolt of light at Shirley. Shirley's eyes went wide as her form was engulfed in a glowing purple mist and then in an instant her form shifted. Her hands and plantigrade feet became hooves. Her breasts receded and her form lost its humanoid figure for an equine one. Although her clothing reshaped itself for her new form, Shirley had been turned into a feral horse.

Shirley looked at herself and nearly collapsed in fright. She whinnied wildly and flailed around before Rose approached and grabbed her by the mane. Rose took Shirley's head close to hers. Shirley was quivering as she looked into Rose's sinister eyes.

There was a sound behind them. Rose looked back to see a waterfall coming out the back of Shirley's skirt. It splashed and sprayed the ground below. Her skirt was soaked by all the wet! Shirley looked mortified but the accident didn't slow down. The others watched onward, most of them sad for Shirley and her embarrassment, some of them apathetic, and some of them (like Audrey) were amused.

A puddle formed underneath Shirley's hindlegs. After the rush of pee slowed, her skirt was dripping wet. Shirley turned to Rose. Rose grinned, "Listen just because I turned you into a feral doesn't mean you have to behave like one. The world is not your toilet, you know?"

Rose tried to speak but she hadn't the ability in her feral form.

Rose patted Shirley's back then hoisted herself on top of Shirley. Sitting on the backside of a suit jacket was unusual but not uncomfortable in any way, at least not for Rose. "Let's go!" said Rose, and Shirley cringed as she started to walk forward and the feeling of her wet garments shifting and moving on her hindquarters.

Riding a suit-dressed steed, Rose lead the party further into the wilderness. The rest of the crowd followed behind her.

They had been walking for awhile and the scenery was starting to change. Intermixed with the endless scopes of trees was some occasional marshland which made Tobias the frog feel comfortable. The look of the tranquil, mossy water... the sound of crickets... the smell of the waterlogged trees, it was heavenly.

Bethany the rat, in her feral grace, was crawling on the ground on all fours. It was unusual for a humanoid to walk like that but it just meant that her back went upward because he legs were longer than her arms. It came naturally to the savage-minded rat. She was not the only one. The black cat lady was the same, walking around with her ass in the air.

It was a source of ridicule among the others around them. Marvin the kangaroo and Alfie the macaw followed behind Bethany and made jokes about her way of walking and general stupidity. Winston the hamster, Randal the lemur, and Julie the deer were following behind the cat. They were mesmerized by her walking, the way her butt moved. Her butt was so beautiful shaping out her pants.

Randal took a look around and spotted some other feral-minded people like Fuzzy the bear, "Why are they behaving like animals?"

Randal's new lemur form had red and white fur. His dark grey suit was readjusted for his tail and his shoes had disappeared, leaving him barefoot. His pants were wet down to his knees from when he peed himself earlier at the lunch area. The color of his pants made it not too obvious to spot but he was still insecure about it.

Winston chuckled, "I believe that they are so shocked and scared that their minds are overwhelmed and they've regressed into a simpler state. Although," Winston looked away at Fuzzy the bear. He saw her walking on all fours like the beast she was, "I know that lovely bear lady was directly enchanted by the witch."

Winston didn't have the same humanoid proportions like the others. Yes he was humanoid but his legs were shorter than the norm. His clothes were readjusted with the transformation: a green coat over a tan vest and charcoal pants.

"Like brain damage..." said Randal, "I wonder what it's like..."

"Probably like sleep," said Julie, "Or being really fucking stoned."

Winston smiled toothily and pointed at the cat lady, "This one was walking upright earlier. She didn't seem so zonked. Now she's walking on all fours and she's dirtied her trousers. I think her mind has gotten worse!"

Randal chuckled, "I hope she doesn't go braindead!"

Julie chuckled, "A lot of them piss their pants like toddlers! Others do it because they're scared but the ones that are stupid don't even care that they've pissed themselves."

Winston giggled, "Animals don't care where they go. If that witch were to scramble my brains and bring me down to the level of a beast, I'd likely urinate into my pants without a care!" He giggled again, "What does it matter? I'd be a beast!"

Randal smirked, "I gotta take a huge dump right now and if I was dumbed down I would probably let it rip in my pants." He looked down and peeled out the crotch of his pants, "As for peeing, I did that earlier. I wet myself. The fear got to me."

Julie tittered. Winston let out a sharp laugh, "It's perfectly understandable. With so much happening around us, all the shocks and surprises, the mind is too overwhelmed and busy with this chaos to maintain bladder control." He chuckled deeply, "I'm surprised that I haven't piddled down my legs. I'm surrounded by lions and dinosaurs, seems like a splendid time!"

Julie chuckled and watched the cat's hypnotic butt for a second. She said, "They are shameless about fucking too. That horse guy and the horse lady got it on in front of everybody back there! Didn't give a shit!"

The memory was still vivid in her mind. Shirley the horse lady took Chuck's dick like an animal. And Chuck's dick was so big. Julie could only imagine Chuck sliding that thing into her.

"They made love... like animals," said Randal.

"Gone are the niceties of us civilized folk," said Winston, "They follow the dating habits of mother nature. That is... there are no habits aside from direct engagement." He chuckled, "I wouldn't mind that! Skip the fancy dinner and a movie and get right to the bedroom stuff."

Randal broke a smile as big as his cheeks could handle, "Does that mean I could just..." he looked at the black cat, "get it on with her. We could just drop our pants and get busy!" He giggled and drooled a bit, "We could... just fuck like animals!"

Julie and Winston watched him as he walked closer to the black cat. She didn't notice Randal patting her back but when he felt her butt, she looked behind with a curious glance. Randal smiled innocently but kept feeling up the cat. The cat purred when he rubbed down the inside of her thigh but she didn't stop moving along with the crowd. Randal couldn't help but giggle inelegeantly with excitement.

"Her pants are damp," said Randal.

Winston and Julie tittered and Randal continued to feel up the cat. It got to the point where the cat had to stop just to let the lemur man feel around her goodies. On occasion he'd slide his hand down her pussy and give her a good feeling that would make her fur floof out. It was so warm.

Randal laughed and turned to Winston and Julie, "Next time we stop I'm going to try and do her!" and as Randal turned to face them they could see his massive hardon tenting out on his suit pants like a cliff. There must have been close to eight inches standing outward. Randal was diamond hard.

Winston and Julie chuckled wildly. Julie said, "Oh my god! You got a huge boner!"

Randal put his hands out in front of his dick to hide his boner but there was no use. He chuckled nervously and looked around at more people noticing his hardon. Marvin and Alfie stopped heckling Bethany for a minute to look over at Randal and point at his dick. Randal giggled nervously and fell back in row with Winston and Julie.

"I can't help it," said Randal, "All I can think about it doing it with the cat. Taking off her top, letting her boobs out... her wrapping her legs around me."

Julie chuckled.

From a few feet away Karen the pug was staring at Randal's erection. She wasn't giggling, she wasn't amused, she just stared at it with awe. Lauren the starling wasn't too far away and was very curious. The bird lady was put off my a certain primate's advances earlier but seeing that long hard lemur tent got her thinking about giving in to her inner starling's demand to "nest" with a guy and his trouser snake.

"There's no shame in it!" said Winston, "It's completely natural. I'd say let the feelings of arousal overcome your body!" He chuckled, "People should be more open about their sexual attractions." He looked back at Bethany, still be followed by Marvin and Alfie, "For instance, I would love to mate with that rat lady. My her bosom is wondrous!"

Julie, Winston, and Randal continued to follow behind the black cat as the crowd marched forward.

Tobias the frog and Dan the german shepherd walked along the edge of the path where the dirt ground descended into shallow pools of water, a swampy landscape. Flies were buzzing around, the sound of frogs ribbitting in the distance, and the smell was very earthy and relaxing. Tobias couldn't take his mind off of it.

"I think this is my home," said Tobias.

Dan looked past Tobias over to the swamps. He said, "You mean because it's a swamp? Because you're a frog?"

Tobias chuckled, "That's what I'm thinking! My home's back in the human world, but it feels like this swamp is where I'm supposed to live."

"Are you sure you want to live here?" said Dan, "Doesn't look very accommodating. Where would you sleep? Where's the toilet?"

Tobias shrugged, "I guess wherever. I'd be free as a bird! I wouldn't even have to wear any clothes!"

Dan chuckled, "Have your dick out 24/7? Sounds like a good time. Would you want to be walking around in water all the time?"

Tobias smiled, "Of course I would! I'm a frog!"

The two spotted a small frog on the water's edge-- an actual frog, not the newfangled anthropomorphic kind. It looked at Tobias gently and idly croaked at him. Then the creature hopped into the water and vanished with a short splurty splash. The water's edge was lonely once more.

"That was an actual frog," said Tobias, "Am I supposed to... be friends with them? Are they my family?"

Dan gave out a sharp laugh, "They might be! Me and my wife back home we have a dog, a spaniel. But now I'm thinking maybe the dog is my wife and the pet is... me!"

Tobias smiled and pointed at the stain on Dan's pants, "If you are, you're sure as hell not housebroken!"

Dan frowned, "Give me a break! So I didn't make it to the newspaper on time..."

The two laughed and kept walking forward with Rose's crowd. Eventually the swamp landscapes ended and the crowd found themselves walking through deep woods once again. The smells returned to a palette of mints. Chirps of birds and crickets took over.

Rose lead the crowd up front. The path was open in front of them. Rose rode on the back of Shirley still. Shirley wasn't happy about it. She was very uncomfortable. Her skirt was still dripping from the horse-sized piss she took all over herself earlier, but the stench was just one in dozens as many of her fellow victims were wearing an accident.

On the horizon there was a small figure running toward the crowd. As it got closer, the people saw that it was a small mammal creature- a raccoon. When he got close he jumped up over top Shirley's head (startling the horse) and slid down her neck in front of Rose, "How's it going, boss?"

"Aethelfrith!" said Rose, "I assume our friends are nearby."

Aethylfirth had the form of a slightly larger raccoon but he wore clothes like a man. Dark green cargo pants, a white T-shirt and a blue vest. Bare feet. Brushy ring tail. He nodded, "They're right up ahead," He looked over the crowd of scaredy animals and dimwits, "Looks like you got quite the crowd here, Rose! The big boss is going to be so proud of you!"

"That's for sure!" said Rose, "I'm especially fond of the lion in the back. He's a timid, pants-wetting pussycat but his dick," she smiled wide, "it's ginormous. Sadly, I've not had the opportunity to get wild with him yet."

Aethyl looked around more, "A lot of nicely figured females too." He looked to the side to see Amber the sheepdog listening in on them. He smiled sinisterly, "This dog lady right here has a nice set of tits and is probably a riot in the sack. When do I get to fuck her?"

Rose chuckled, "Yes, there are many fine ladies. I'm afraid I have some competition!" Rose patted the head of Shirley, "This fine mare had an amazing set of breasts and a delightful ass before I turned her feral."

"Zat so?" said Aethyl, "I'ma check out her vagina."

As Shirley kept walking forward, Aethyl made his way to the back of Shirley's mount and checked her skirt under her tail. Not only was it still wet but an even more potent smell came from the bulge protruding out from her hindquarters. Aethyl reached out a hand to feel up the job and he smiled.

He turned back, "Hey boss! The horse totally shat herself!"

Rose said nothing but laughed. Shirley was in agony with embarrassment.

Aethyl climbed down Shirley's leg to look up her skirt. He shouted up to Rose, "She totally filled herself!"

Rose chuckled again and said, "This one can't help but give in to her relieving instincts. The first thing she did after I transformed her was casually toilet in her panties. She didn't even hesitate, she just embraced her animal side."

Aethyl climbed back up and slapped Shirley butt, "Sounds like my kind of woman!"

Shirley could barely stand it, but all she could do was march forward as the feeling of a load in her shorts swayed back and forth.