SYBT: Bad Porn, Good Intentions
#5 of SYBT: Hitting the Road
Molly and the Spirit spend the night in a crappy roadside motel. After finding a good sized stash of cheesy porn the two settle in for the night. Molly then orders a pizza and decides to take a shower while they wait. The Spirit however gets it in his head to have some fun with the delivery guy. This plan take a slight turn however when the pizza guy turns out to be a girl. This proves to be no big thing for the Spirit who deiced to go through with his plans for the evening.
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So You've Been Transmogrified:
Bad Porn, Good Intentions
A loud and very fake moan rang out and was followed up by some very real laughter. Molly was laughing cracking up at the fake orgasum face the woman on the screen had while her companion the Spirit laid next to her equal amused by the display but not showing it as outwardly. The only emotion on his face was a slight grin and the occasional chuckle.
Their stop for the night was a sleazy roadside motel, the building had clearly seen better days but the rooms were clean and locks worked which was about all the two bovines needed. The Spirit was in his normal form, a hulking anthro bull covered in jet black fur from head to toe while Molly was wearing her favored form as well, that of an anthro dairy cow with the black and white coloring that was lacking an udder. The two bovines laid sprawled on the bed next to one another naked watching bad porno movies that spanned the range of time from the 70's up till contemporary.
They found the stash after the very sleazy looking guy behind the front desk, who they assumed to be the manager told them about it. Apparently each room had a nice cache of porn that was great for "setting the mood". Both she and the Spirit wanted to turn the guy into something on the spot, but both of them were also more than a little spent from the long drive and decided that any transformations could wait until morning, or at least until they ate something. Moreover once they had seen some of the titles of the VHS tapes and dvds in the room they couldn't help but pop a few in and watch just how silly and stupid the things were.
The one they were currently watching, titled "Eh Tu Pool Boy" ended and left the two sending the film off with mocking applause.
"So on deck we got... hmm... "Mannon Slamm 3, The Meat Department." or "The Tale of Buster Hardon.". Oh this one's based on a true story." The spirit said holding a vhs tape in one hand and a newer looking dvds in the other.
"Hmm... I think Buster Hardon sounds good, but first." Molly said rolling over in the bed and resting on the bulls side. "How about we get some food, I'm kinda starving." she said smiling rubbing The Spirits gut.
"And here I thought we were gonna have some fun." he said leaning back putting an arm around her.
"After food, maybe during Buster Hardon's performance." she said smiling widely.
The spirit smiled at her and leaned his head back.
"How do people even get off to this crap, I mean come on their's barely anything sexy about this crap, I mean fuck I'd b more inclined to call half this stuff bad comedy then porn." the spirit said looking over towards the box full of porn on the floor.
Molly shrugged, "I dunno, This shit never did anything for me before. Even less so now since I've met a certain someone." she said, nuzzling the bull's thick arm.
"I have the effect on people. Now then, food?" he asked, smiling and looking back to his companion.
"Pizza?" Molly asked sitting up in the bed and stretching.
"Fine by me." The bull said, looking at Molly's naked form up and down.
"Like what you see." she said playfully.
"Always, you know I beat we would make way better porn stars then any of these chumps." The Spirit said smiling wryly as he leaned his head back.
"Probably, but for now I'm gonna go order, you want anything." Molly asked, getting out of the bed.
Molly reached for her cell and grumbled seeing there was no reception. She shook her head and then sighed. The spirit looked over to see her form shrinking, fur receding, bovine attributes melting away and being replaced by boring human ones. Save for her tail which still swung left to right.
"Nah, whatever you get is fine, also you forgot your tail." he said, stretching himself.
Molly threw on some pants and sweatshirt from their luggage and stretched out a bit.
"Didn't forget, I just like keeping it. Gonna try for a signal out in the parking lot, try not to have any fun without me alright." she said smiling as she walked out of the room.
The spirit grinned at her and then up at the ceiling once she had left. She was a hell of a woman. He had grown to like her far in excess of most any other person he had ever met. Most gravitated towards him for some reason, to learn his secrets, to gain his favor, to try and position themselves in such a way as to steal his power for themselves. Molly just loved the game, sculpting and molding flesh into more suitable forms, as much as he did. All she wanted was to experience the depths pleasure her body could offer herself and others.
They were kindred spirits in that sense. Sharing their deepest wants and most lewd desires. It also didn't hurt that she was stunning in any form she chose to wear, be it human, bovine, equine or anything else. He smiled, the words on his mind, looking up at the ceiling they left his mouth.
"I love that woman," he said smiling.
He looked down at the porn and raised an eyebrow seeing one older tape that now stood out among the rest.
"Richard Masters in The Pizza boy 2, Extra Meat"
The title alone was almost enough to get him to laugh, but it also gave him an idea. He put the tape back in the box and got to thinking as he looked back up at the ceiling. He smiled and then thought some more. After a moment he put his arms behind his head and smiled broadly at the ceiling as his thoughts coalesced into an evening of fun, debauchery and pizza. Around that time Molly came back to the room.
She tossed her phone to the side, shut the door, stripped naked again and then sighed out before looking back to the Spirit with a tired look on her face.
"You doing alright?" he asked earnestly.
"Just feeling a bit out of it, oh yeah twenty minutes for the pizza." she said looking towards the bathroom.
"How about you take a shower, that should loosen you up a bit." the Spirit said not betraying the forming plan for the evening he had to her.
"Yeah, that sounds good. My wallets on the nightstand just use that when the pizza comes if i'm not done alright." she said walking towards the bathroom.
"Better yet what about a bath." The spirit said.
"Hmm, maybe, I'll see how I feel." she said, shrugging.
The spirit nodded tracking her as she moved towards the bathroom. He smiled and dug back down into the porn box once she was in the shower and he heard the water turn on. He dug looking for a good tape he could use for his purposes. After another moment he found one titled "Buck Roughset in: The Backdoors of Lower Appalachia ''. The Spirit smiled at that one and popped it into the VCR. From There all he needed to do was wait for the pizza guy, and then the fun for the night could begin.
Jackie Dixon looked at the wall of motel doors next to her and blinked looking tired as ever. This was to be her last delivery for the night, a thought which brought a slight smile to her face and she looked down at the note confirming the room number. She was still a few doors down from her goal. It had been a longer shift then her normal, two of the other delivery guys had called out and she had picked up the slack.
She didn't really mind, all it meant was she got their tips. She was more than a little strapped for cash at the moment and since she wasn't doing anything else she wasn't going to say no to the money. That being said her shift did have to end at some point and at the moment she was wishing she had called it just a bit earlier. It didn't even really matter that much, she didn't have to go back to the store after this delivery anyway, she could just head right back home, crawl into bed, maybe fool around with her boyfriend a bit, she thought, smiling wryly.
She sighed out at the thought as the idea swished and swirled around in her head. Johnny, Johnny's cock, Johnny's cock all up in her. She thought smiling as she felt her sex quiver a little. She sighed out again feeling flustered. She gulped looking to her left and right feeling like somebody was watching her. She pushed the thought aside and felt her sex quiver again.
"Christ, haven't felt this frisky in a while." she said lowly, pausing her step for a moment to enjoy the feeling as she let her mind wander just a bit more.
The Spirit was a little disappointed. He was expecting a delivery man, not a woman to come with the pizza. However as he lingered over the woman in his invisible state he could feel her mind, idle thoughts of sex and lust swimming around and all without his intervention. He liked her, she would be an easy canvas to work with. He looked her over once more admiring her figure, she was a pretty thing he thought, well some enough she would be a handsome thing instead, he thought smiling as he tweaked her thoughts just a little and moved back to room to get ready for her arrival.
Blinking Jackie felt as if something was off. She dismissed the thought and started walking again. In the back of her mind her thoughts still sat with Johnny's cock. Her mind was preoccupied with that and as such she felt her body crying out to her to act on the thoughts. Johnny was a good ways away, at least twenty minutes by car. Her hands were much closer. She smiled at the thought pushing it aside only to feel it bounce right back.
She bit her lip suddenly feeling overcome by lustful thoughts. They were not entirely unwelcome however. Walking forward still towards her destination Jackie could feel as her body's wanting of stimulation grew and grew. She could feel her sex drip and quiver as each way Johnny's cock could please her presented itself and was then replaced by another lewd idea. She stopped after a few moments whining to herself and shaking her head. She took in a deep breath and tried to clear her head. To some degree it seemed to work. The thoughts while not going away seemed to die down enough for her to get a grip. Her body still cried to her, needy wanting signals rushing to her head and calling out for stimulation. Looking to her left she found the room and sighed. Once she was done with this she and Johnny were gonna fuck till the sun came up.
She knocked on the door and almost jumped back a bit as it opened immediately. She looked forward and blinked. The man in front of her was shirtless, he was built, muscles rippling, jet black hair, the features of his face chiseled. She blinked again looking forward at him, he was her dream guy, hot in all the ways she thought a man should be. The lustful thoughts she had just wrangled suddenly shot forward again as her mind slotted the man right into her fantasies.
"Pu, pa... P... Pizza?" she asked after a moment spent fumbling over words.
The man blinked and looked down at Jackie seemingly puzzled for a moment.
"Oh right, let me get my wallet." the man said.
The Spirit smiled as he turned. He could feel her thoughts, see the things she cooked up for herself. She was craving his body, the things she could do to him, and he could to her. He fumbled around in the drawer next to the bed for a moment. There was some cash in there but that wasn't part of the plan. He looked up to the bathroom and smiled, no sound escaped from it, or got into it. With that little bit of magic doing its job he smiled widely one last time before turning back and adopting an apologetic look.
"Ah hell, I think I left it in my car, can you wait a couple minutes while I go look for it." he said taking a hand and brushing the back of his head.
"Sure, sure that's fine." Jackie said, biting her lip as she cursed her luck.
She wanted an orgasum right now. The way her body felt it was like she needed one. She felt like she was moments away from dropping to the ground and whining like a cat in heat. She kept her claim demeanor up though and smiled at the man as he walked by.
"I'll be right back, sorry." he said again.
Jackie assured him it was alright and leaned back against the door frame of the room. She sighed and looked down at the box for a moment, then back up. The man was gone and she was confused for a moment before she felt a wave of heat wash over her body.
She let her whining slip out this time as she bit her lip trying to keep herself focused. She looked into the room and sighed, no harm in taking a load off right. She thought as she placed the pizza on a table near the door and sat on the bed. She sighed out, not really feeling much better, but not feeling any worse either. She clenched her fist as another wave of heat ran over her. Her thoughts dipped into the horny and lustful side deeply now. Images of cocks dancing over her mind, sucking, licking, fucking, blowing, thrusting, and a dozen other things all hit her at once. A desire to participate, to feel such things as they could provide a woman.
The last thought seemed to spark a tangent in her head that went off on its own. The thought of the things a cock could offer, the things it could do, the way it felt. The thought kept going, further and further, and further until after another moment it reached a logical end point. What did having one feel like?
How did it feel to have a warm wet mouth wrapped around your member. How did it feel to shove your meat into the warm wet sex of your lover. How did it feel to have your lover's tongue wrapped around your cock, sucking and tasting it, milking it as you were driven towards climax. How did it feel to have blood race down to it, to have it harden and stiffen with thoughts of sex and debauchery.
Gulping Jackie wondered, she fantasized and after a moment she let her hand slip and touch herself. For a brief moment there was relief in her mind. She cupped her sex and felt as her clothing rubbed on her clit. She moaned and smiled, sighing out as a moment of relief hit her. Her mind fixated on the idea of cumming. The feeling of expelling her own warm load into the sex of another, of feeling her cock buried in someone else. She felt so close to her own climax in that moment, but still felt like she was so very far.
After a moment that seemed to drag into eternity Jackie jumped up suddenly very sober and looked around the room. The door was open, anyone walking by could have seen her display. She blushed and sighed, she needed to get a grip, and after that, she needed to fuck. She wanted to text Johnny and get the man ready for what she wanted to do to him, and what she wanted him to do to her but she didn't. She knew he liked it better when she sprung this kinda thing on him. She tilted her head up smiling thinking about all the ways they could have a good time.
Then she heard a click and looked to her side. The T.V. had turned on. She blinked looking around the room, there wasn't a reason for it, but she could see what was on the screen. A cheap looking title card flashed and she blinked knowing what she was looking at.
"Buck Roughset in: The Backdoors of Lower Appalachia ''.
She blinked again. Porn. She thought, fucking porn. She whined, making to leave the room and feeling as flustered as ever. It was to much, she didn't need that in front of her, didn't need anymore ideas of sex crowding her mind. Yet as she got to the door she paused. She looked out, left and right, no sign of the guy. She looked back into the room over her shoulder, the plot seemed to be unfolding. Something something lumberjack, something something tree huggers, something something sex.
She turned her head back and looked forward, there was only sound and words. No images, those Jackie filled in with her own mind. Images of a man getting his cock polished by the tongue of some lovely ladies. An image that fueled her imagination and curiosity. The way it must have felt. To be worshiped, to have your cock be put on a pedestal in the eyes of a plethora of beautiful women. One hand fixed itself to the door, the other was at her hip, it moved seemingly on its own, growing closer to her sex.
She didn't want to, but at the same time she felt like she needed to. She felt her body heating up. She whined, wanting so badly to dip her finger into her pants and end all her needy wanting, but also knowing that it was wrong, it wasn't right, and yet it was still all she could think about.
She could hear the sound coming from the room, the porn. She looked down to the ground, then up and to the sides again. Still no sign of the guy. She gulped, maybe she could just get her rocks off quickly. She felt like she would burst the moment she touched herself properly. Sighing she thought about it, lingering on it. She heard a very fake sounding moan from behind her and then sighed. The longer she waited the less time she would have to do this. She looked up grimacing, was she really about to do this? She looked over her shoulder and back at the T.V. and saw a man pounding some redhead's rear as two other women hugged his sides kissing the man.
Her gaze lingered and she sighed. She wasn't picturing getting railed, she was thinking about things from the man's perspective. Her cock all up in that pretty redhead, the other two running there hands over her muscled body, kissing him as they waited for their turn. All at once Jackie felt her hand again on her crotch. It felt good, dulled, but so damn good. She whined slightly and looked back outside. Consequences and social norms flew out the window as Jackie ducked back into the room. She paused for a moment more and closed the door behind her.
She came around to the front of the bed and sat down with her eyes and hands to her sides. The feelings inside her were potent and growing more so by the moment. She looked up at the screen trying to figure out the plot. Lumberjack, hot ladies, the guy was hot though, but. She blinked feeling a rush of confusion overwhelm her. She closed her eyes and laid back on the bed signing out as she let the sounds of the porno drive her mind down ever more lustful paths.
She could hear the words coming from the woman that surrounded the buff and burly man.
"Oh your huge."
"Its so big"
"Pound me stud."
She whined and opened her eyes looking up at the ceiling. What the fuck was she doing. She thought to herself. Gritting her teeth she felt a small amount of will crush her lust and gain a foothold. It was however fleeting.
"Stick you fat cock in me sexy." a smooth and sultry voice said.
It was the porn, Jackie knew it was the porn, and yet it felt real. There was a moment in time, one removed from the reality of the motel room where Jackie had a cock, where that cock was about to be jammed all up inside some pretty woman. Where some pretty thing would lick and suck and fuck and use her cock for her own pleasure. Where she could and would use her cock to fuck some pretty thing.
In the second or so fantasy blended with reality Jackie had lost the small amount of self control she had gotten back. She also realized that her hand was on her crotch again. Almost involuntarily she squeezed. Her whole body shuddered, she threw her head back and winced as she gritted her teeth. After another moment she gulped and felt a chill run down her back as she slowly ran her hand down her pants.
As her free hand gripped the bedding her other hand ran over her sex. She could feel it, dripping with wetness, quivering with anticipation. She heard more voices from the porn, heard sounds, sounds that could only be from sex. Her mind tried to form a picture through which she could get off to. It tried yet something stopped her from doing so. The sounds of the lustful ladies and the grunting of the hunky man didn't lend themselves to the creation of either in her mind. Instead she was just left with a nebulous concept of her own making.
Dicks.
They were all she could reasonably consider in her head at the moment. Even as she fingered her own pussy she didn't think about her clit, the lips of her labia or pushing her fingers deeper into it. She thought about stroking a cock, not just a cock, her own cock. Her own thick meaty rod nesult between her legs, she thought of the things she could down to it on her own. Of stroking it, running her hand up and down its length, pumping its shaft. Of moving her hands lower to fondle her balls, feeling the two things plump and full of seed.
On the outside she smiled as her body arched upward from the pleasure. There was a sudden feeling of discomfort about her however. Wincing slightly but not opening her eyes and stopping Jackie quickly pushed the feelings aside as she dove deeper into her own fantasy.
Had she stopped she would have quickly found that the discomfort came from her clothing. Her body seemed to be growing. Her arms and legs grew slowly but steadily gained more muscle mass as did her core. It was almost imperceptible but the slightest change to her bust size could be noted. It was however masked by her shirt which was being stretched every which way as the changes to her body began to accelerate their pace.
Back in her head Jackie's fantasy had slowly but surely materialized until she was picturing jerking herself off. Running her hand up and down her thick and girthy meat stick pushing herself towards climax. The distance between her body and what she pictured was seemingly not an issue as her hands danced on her sex and her mind conjured an image of the same hand pumping. It was however not to last as a voice broke through the haze and entered her fantasy.
"My turn sexy." a soft female voice said.
In an instant the fantasy shifted, there was a woman there. Sexy, blonde, looking over his err, her cock. The difference in gender lasted for only a moment but Jackie could feel it rippling all around in her head.
She was she so long as she wasn't a he, but if she was a he then he wasn't a she if he was not a she?
The train of thought ended as the imaged woman replaced her imagined hand. There was only enjoyment. Jackie sighed as the lips of the blond girl wrapped themselves around her cock. As she started to suck on her length, err his length Jackie thought as the distinction between what she had and what she wanted reared its head.
Her mind grew muddled, thoughts and sensations tumbled around colliding and mixing and blending until Jackie could not tell what from what. His cock felt good. Her hands working her slit. His mind stuck on the loop of the imagined pleasure. Her body growing and changing. His climax getting ever closer. Her fantasy blending his reality. Then all at once as climax grew closer and closer as fantasy blended with reality there was nothing.
Opening her eyes Jackie felt hot and sweaty, her clothes felt tight, her body felt wrong, but also right.
"Well, you're turning out pretty nice." A deep voice said from somewhere in the room.
Jackie sat up quickly looking around but not seeing its source. She was confused for a moment and then was stunned as she saw a figure blink into existence before her. Looking forward she saw a torso, looking up she saw a muzzle with a wide smile. She didn't stop fingering herself through. She just gulped a bit and looked forward, her lust too consuming for her to stop.
"Well aren't you a dirty girl." the figure said, he looked down to where her hand was as he spoke.
Jackie said nothing back, only flushing red a bit as she watched the strange animal man lean down in front of her.
"So tense, tell me would you like a hand." the voice said now out of sight.
Jackie leaned her head back feeling as if she was about to explode. She didn't care where she was, she didn't care how strange it all was, she needed to get off.
"Sure fuck it do whatever." she said as her hand clenched the sheets to her side.
"Gladly." the voice said.
The Spirit was on his knees now right before the center of the action. He quickly looked over the woman's changing form, smiling approvingly. She was turning into a prime cut of beef he thought with a wry grin. Directing his attention back to her crotch he saw the bulge of her hand there and saw the rest of her clothing now straining against her newly bulky form. That would have to go, he thought as he gripped her legs and put them over her shoulders. A bit of directed concentration later and he felt as her clothing evaporated away. She didn't seem to care and if anything seemed grateful for the relief.
"Ok, that's enough, how about you let me take over." The spirit said looking down at her sex.
"Sure whatever, just get me off." Jackie said as she whined a bit.
The Spirit smiled and watched as her hand came off her sex and gripped the bed sheets on the other side of her. The Spirit leaned into her tongue first as he held her legs. He could feel her body quivering, hear her moaning, and most importantly he could see the changes. Fur was begging to sprout from her skin, jet black like his. It was in patches now scattered across her body but after only a few moments it was filling in. Growing and spreading over swaths of her body.
The Spirit smiled as he dove further into her. He could feel her thoughts as well, felt her lustful desires as her fantasy grew in detail. The little seeds he had planted had grown into wonderfully lustful machinations in the woman's mind. While having a cock might have never crossed her mind before it was now front and center on the list of things she wanted. He could feel her wants spilling over from her thoughts about thick and meaty things between her legs. She didn't just want to have a cock she wanted to be a guy, she want muscles, she wanted baritone and gravitas in her voice, she wanted to make women quiver with her with a single spoken word, she wanted so many things all of which grew muddled and mixed and confused as her thoughts swirled around the singularly powerful desire to feel a cock dangling from her crotch.
Might as well give the lady what she wants. The spirit thought as he put his mind to it and it became reality for her.
In one moment Jackie felt one way and in the next she felt another. Something about the whole situation had shifted in a way as to be noticeable to her but also not. Everything still felt out of this world. The bull thing with its head in her crotch was working wonders for her. She could feel his tongue in her, squirming all around. She felt his hands gripping her thighs, felt the sensations coming up from her down under and spreading out all over her body. All of them were delicious, and yet, something was off.
She tried to pinpoint it, but it was hard to do so through the lustful fog that still sat over her. It kept things out of her mind that tried to break through, sense, reason, rational thought, all of those things were dampened to the point they might as well have not been there. There was lust, there was want, there was desire. Gritting her teeth and pushing her clouded mind to its breaking point Jackie picked at the edges of it trying to figure out what was different.
She felt the bull thing shift and all at once felt her body tense. Her back arched upward and her hands dug into the sheets as she moaned. A second later she was aware that the bull had changed his position on her. His tongue wasn't in her anymore and she wondered what he was doing. She bit her lip and felt a new deeper sensation rolling over her body. She lost her grip on things again as she felt his tongue roll over her clit once more. It felt so sensitive, but not in the right way.
She could feel a throbbing there, something that she never felt before. As the bull ran over her clit again she thought that it felt even more different. It was hard to tell as each time the bull ran it over with her tongue her mind was almost blanked by the pleasure of the moment. Between her foggy mind, the feeling that things were off and her own curiosity Jackie forced herself up. Her head jumped up and her body tensed as the bull thing kept up the good work. Pushing off the bed and sitting up Jackie winced as she looked down.
She was confused. Her body was different, she was built like a tank, her skin was gone, there was only hair. Dark as night black hair covering the whole of her chest and legs. She looked down to her sides feeling as panic rose in her. Her arms were covered in fur and mussels as well. Looking at her chest she found her breasts to be gone, not completely, some remnants of them remained but they were not really breasts anymore, just pecs. She gulped as her mind raced and words flew around her head, what the fuck was happening, how, who what were when why? Then she felt the bull run his tongue over her again and this time something clicked in her head.
It was different yet again but this was the most different it had been. Instead of just passing over her clit the bulls tongue lingered. It felt like it was wrapping around it But that wasn't right, that was...
Her train of thought was stopped as she felt the bull do something new. She winced and looked down at the bull. She could feel what he was doing, see what he was doing but she couldn't wrap her head around what he was doing. She gripped the sheets tightly as new sensations flooded her body. She could feel his mouth around her clit. No that wasn't it, she thought signing out a low moan through gritted teeth. Her mind lingered on the thought for a moment longer.
She could feel things about her changing further. The hair that covered her bristled as it spread, she could feel it supplanting the skin yet to be covered by it and felt the hair that was already there grow thicker. She felt as what was left of her breasts melted away feeding her expanding pecs. She could feel her arms and legs twitching as even more bulk flooded onto her already muscular frame. All the while she felt as the bull sucked on her clit. Feeling as it seemed to grow and grow until she could see the bull moving his head up and down slightly. She felt as the bulls tongue wrapped itself around her clit. Then all at once she stopped.
The bull picked him up off her crotch and just looked downward smiling. Jackie blinked seeing the tiny cock between her legs. It wasn't much, just over an inch of length but she could feel it. As her body twitched it did, blood rushed down to it and she could feel it, twitching and pulsing with a need for attention. The bull never looked up at her but she could see the smile plastered across its muzzle. Before she could speak the thing went back to work.
Knowing what she knew now Jackie felt back concerned, confused, and turned on as she felt the bull suck on her cock. Her cock she thought as she lingered on the idea. Her mind grasping on the image of her cock getting sucked as she felt just that very thing happening to her body. Her lust subsumed her mind fully again and she smiled feeling as the bull sucked away at her growing length.
The Spirit could feel all the thoughts in Jackie's mind. He reviled in her descent into her own sexual wantings and couldn't help but grin as he blew the changing woman. She was developing nicely her thought wrapping his tongue around her growing phallus. Her cock was just passing the inch mark and while it had a long way to go the Spirit was going to make sure to savor every moment of the experience.
In truth he much preferred the female form but he didn't shy away from males. A part of him was a bit sad that he had ditched her tits as he sculpted away femininity and replaced it with masculinity but such was the price for the effect he was going for.
There was a twitching in the cock in the bull's mouth as it grew longer. He could feel Jackie buck her hips up a bit as he was able to tease her cock more and more. However he couldn't let the changing woman climax just yet. Gripping her thighs he felt her fur, it was coming in nicely he thought as the cock in his mouth passed the two inch mark.
Now that she was lost to the moment things were going faster. Her body changed quicker as the last aspects of her femininity were washed away along with her humanity. Fur poured down her muscular legs towards her feet. Her arm followed a similar track. The black fur hit her hands and feet at about the same time chasing them both in similar but different ways. Her toes began to fuse together as her nails grew thicker over taking the tips of her fingers. A few moments later her feet were hooves and her fingers were tipped with thick black caps. Her frame seemed to even out at this point, mussels stopped growing and her body along with it growing.
In all she was probably about two feet taller than when she had come into the room, her weight had probably doubled. All that remained of her old form was her face but that seemed to be moments away from disappearing under the fur as well. The Spirit felt something brushing at his chest and while he didn't take the time to look he assumed it was the woman's tail growing in. Among the other things the Spirit couldn't see as the women's changes surged toward their completion were the growing balls she had developed. At the moment they were golf ball sized but seemed to be growing at a steady rate.
With each twitch of the woman's cock in his mouth the Spirit could feel as she changed. A few moments later he could feel her prick pushing into the back of his throat and then down it, growing faster and faster. Her balls seemed to follow swelling in size rapidly as he assumed her face was being overridden by the changes. He just smiled as he sucked away as he started pushing the woman towards climax.
Jackie could feel as every part of her now fur covered body tingled with excitement. She could feel just how close she was to her climax. Felt as her cock grew longer and thicker. There were other things she felt on her periphery. Her tail, her balls, her hooves, her fur, all the new additions to her body. However her cock was the thing that was front and center on her mind.
She could feel the bulls tongue wrapped around, felt as his lips moved up and down its length. She whined and moaned as her fingers dug into the sheets. All the while she also felt the creep sensation of the fur moving up her body. She could feel her neck thickening with muscle as the black fur surged up it. Then all at once she could feel something else. There was a pressure in her face. She felt it behind her face seemingly coming from inside her head. She grunted and gripped the sheets as hard as she could feeling as the pressure in her head increased. It was a strange sensation, like everything so far it hadn't been painful but this was the closest so far to real discomfort. Closing her eyes and leaning her head back as far she could Jackie braced as a wash of sensations hit her.
She heard and felt a cracking in her head as she felt fur begin to climb up her face. For a moment she felt herself robbed of her voice but a second later a deep masculine sounding grunt came forth from her mouth as she gritted her teeth. For a moment it felt like her head was going to pop but another moment later it was gone, replaced fully by the feeling she was getting from the blow job.
Peace wasn't given to her however. Almost as soon as she had settled back into the rhythm of the bj her body tensed. She could feel it coming, felt sensations she never had before building on each-other. She couldn't help but buck her hips as she felt her cock grow just a little bit more. She gritted her teeth again this time a bit confused as to the feeling of her face. She hadn't opened her eyes yet and kept them closed as she felt her climax hit her.
In one moment she was hazy and confused and filled to the brim with sensations that were new to her. Her mind didn't know how to process them and flood her body with signals of pleasure. It was too much and remained to much right until she came. Jackie gritted her teeth and gripped the sheet tightly as she thrust her hips up and into the maw of the bull. Her mind was blanked by the moment, the feeling of climax more overwhelming then its build up but somehow more tangible to her. Unlike before she could process the feeling and understand them at some basic level that she wasn't able to before.
Everything felt good about it, she bucked up again feeling as another torrent of seed was unleashed. Feeling as the bull drank it all up. A trembling breath escaped her lips and she thrusted one more time before coming down to the bed. She kept her eyes closed and took a few long deep breaths. For a moment there was peace for her. After a moment of rest she felt her legs twitch and she winced as she felt the bull still latched onto her come off her cock slowly. He came up teasing a little more from the changed woman and causing her to let out a cry of pleasure.
"MOOOOO"
The sound made Jackie open her eyes. For the first time in a few minutes she felt clear of mind. The sound that left her lips was deep, masculine and hot. She gulped looking up at the ceiling as she realized something about her vision was off. Down the center of her cone of sight was, something. Blinking she took a hand and brought it to her nose. The bull under her set her legs down and stood over her and smiled as she brought a finger tipped with a thick cap to the tip of her muzzle.
"The fuck." she said blinking as she heard and felt her deeper voice.
Another hand jumped to her throat as she sat up on the bed. Jackie looked forward, seeing her reflection in the mirror across from the bed and blinked. The bull stepped out of the way as the freshly minted bull he had created jumped off the bed to the mirror. Jackie looked up and down her body, studying her new form unbelieving at first but curios a moment later. Her gaze naturally went down ward and she gulped as her eyes dipped below her chiseled body to her cock. Which had ended up at around a foot long.
She yelped as the other bull wrapped his hands around her form and grabbed her cock. She had the urge to throw him off and run but something nipped that thought in the bud and she just stood there letting the other bull touch her and letting the pleasant sensations that came with wash over her changed form.
"Well, thoughts?" the bull asked.
"Thoughts?" Jackie threw back confused about what the bull was talking about.
"About your new form, I like to feed back on my work from time to time." The bull asked, grinning at Jackie in the mirror.
"Uh... you did this?" Jackie said, looking forward.
She couldn't see any red on her checks but she imagined if she wasn't covered in fur she'd have been beat red.
"That I did, so you like I said thoughts?" he asked, stroking her cock and getting her a bit hard again.
"You turned me into a guy." she said not so much at him as to affirm the absurdity of what had just happened.
"That I did, but if it's not to your liking I can change you back."The Spirit said, now pumping her hard cock.
Jackie thought about that for a moment, "Uh no, no, don't, don't do that just yet." she said, sounding slightly hesitant.
"I take it that means you like this?" The Spirit asked smiling as the other bull in the mirror.
Jackie was hesitant to answer.
"No need for modesty here, I did just suck you off after all." The Spirit said, still smiling at her.
"I guess this feels pretty good." She said trembling a bit as then bit her lip feeling her now hard cock getting slowly stroked by the other bull.
"Good, now then Jackie I'd like you to meet somebody." The bull said looking at her in the mirror with a now wry smile.
"Uh, who?" Jackie asked, feeling her face grow warm with unseen blush.
Molly stepped out of the bathroom drying herself with a towel. She was smiling, still feeling the warm niceness that came with taking a prolonged hot shower. She was in her human form, she never showered in another of her forms mostly by virtue of the fact that skin was easier to clean then fur. She had tried a few times but found it was a lot of effort. Plus the magic that let her shift forms seemed to carry over the cleanness of one form to the other. She brought the towel up and started drying her hair as she spoke.
"Did the pizza come?" She asked.
"Right her miss, one large, pie." a voice she didn't recognize said.
"Extra sausage." a voice she did recognize said.
Molly smiled to herself almost instantly knowing what had happened. She pulled the towel off herself already feeling as her body started to change forms. She looked up to see two dark jet black bulls standing shoulder to shoulder. Their cock's were erect and standing at attention. One was significantly less composed than the other, that one would be the ill fated pizza guy she thought smiling to herself as she shivered feeling her fur come in.
She walked up to the two bulls smiling ear to ear as she grew in size, fur spreading over her body, her tits swelling with size, her ass and muscles tightening. Her already stunning form grew even more so in the blink of an eye. The one bull just started drooling a bit as Molly came right up to him.
"I'm sorry sweaty, but I don't have much cash on me, would this cover it?" she said leaning forward and embracing the bull as her muzzle came in.
The bull was clearly a bit overworked and overloaded at the moment. His hands danced around her form for a while, not unpleasant matter, and did so in such a way that lacked any sense or purpose. It got her going fine, but it still wasn't as good as it could be. Well the bull could kiss, and as she broke from him grinning with her muzzle and meeting a sexy confident smile she could help but feel her lions drip just a bit.
"That'll cover it in spades ma'am." The bull said in a deep voice that rocked Molly's body to her core.
After taking a moment to recompose herself Molly took one of her freshly changed hands and ran it down the side of the bulls face as she smiled, "Just a moment lover boy." she said, turning to face the Spirit.
"So couldn't help yourself could you?" she said, coming to his ear and whispering.
"Do you disapprove?" he asked in an equal low voice.
"Not really, so we gonna have some fun with him or what." She asked, almost giddy.
"Oh for sure, but I don't think she's switched the pronouns yet so keep that in mind." the Spirit said with a wry grin on his face.
Molly came around and looked at him in the eyes, seeing the smile there and meeting it with one of her own.
"I love the way you work." she said leaning in for a long passionate kiss.
The two lingered on each other as Molly felt her bull feel her up just the way she liked it. Hitting all the points on her body that made her moan and groan with pleasure. She felt the Spirit go into her rear, picked her up and deposited her on his cock which made her cry out in a loud MOO. She looked back down at him smiling. Then back over to the former pizza girl.
"Hey you getting in on this hot stuff?" Molly asked and then smiled as the bull came running and planted his cock all up in her rear.
Molly turned her head up again mooing loudly. The night progressed from there.
The fucking started in that position with Both the Spirit and Jackie fucking Molly in her front and rear doors. For Jackie the experience was heavenly. For the other two more experienced bovines they admitted that Jackie was a fast learner.
From there the trio of cattle fucked around the room changing their positions around as they saw fit.
Molly found herself on the bed on the bed on all fours, Jackie at her face and the Spirit at her rear. Both bulls pumping her two exposed holes. One set of hands gripped her rear tightly and another on her head pulling her into the other bull crotch. Molly was entranced by Jackie sent which had grown deep and masculine on account of her changes.
Later Molly was on the bed getting ridden by Jackie who was in turn being ridden by the Spirit. Between penetrating and being penetrated Jackie found that this position was her favorite of the night so far. The feelings blending together as her cock was welcomed by the warm wetness of Molly's pussy and her rear was breached and stretched by the Spirit's massive manhood.
The sensations were mind shattering, the sights, the scents, the sounds of sex all commingling right their in a fantastic medley of all the things that were driving Jackie's lust. Everything pushing her closer and closer right to the point where she turned her head and mooed loudly. Molly followed and so did the Spirit, all the cattle stopping to let the moment linger and enjoy it. Jackie came down resting on Molly as the Spirit pulled out of her with a plop.
"Enjoying your tip hot stuff." Molly asked, resting her head back and smiling as the afterglow of the moment settled over her.
"Yes ma'am." Jackie said as she looked down at Molly's breasts and admired the things.
"Shall we go again?" The spirit asked standing over the two interlocked bovines, his cock still dripping seed and pre from the last time but not any softer than when they had begun.
"Ready for another round hot stuff." Molly asked Jackie, smiling.
Jackie simply nodded.
Morning found Jackie fast asleep on the bed sprawled out and still a bull. Molly smiled at the former pizza girl and looked over to the Spirit.
"You sure can pick em, can't you." she said stretching her arms up in her bovine form.
"Only the best for you." he said in reply, leaning down and pecking her check.
She smiled at that, this was nice. The moment, the remnants of last night still lingering in her head. She couldn't help but smile as she felt well and truly content with everything.
That moment was then distributed with a knock and smooth feminine voice.
"Well I can see you two haven't been wasting any time have you?"
Both Molly and the Spirit looked over to the door to see an anthro feline in a pantsuit standing in the doorway of their room.
"Bast." The Spirit said gulping a bit and holding Molly a bit tighter.
Was he worried about me, Molly thought blinking.
"Spirit, Molly. How goes it?" She asked, smiling in cat like manor.
"Fine, uh why are you here though, did we do something wrong?" Molly asked, feeling a little nervous about talking to the literal god before them.
"Not at all, far from it in fact. I could use your help with something Molly, that is if your companion will permit me to brow you for a few days." Bast said, holding one of her hands up and moving it around in an animated manner.
Molly looked up to the Spirit who was still clutching her a bit tighter than normal.
"Hey, you good." She asked, whispering in a hushed tone.
The Spirit blinked and let Molly go blinking as he reflected on the moment briefly.
"I have no problem with it, as long as she wants to go." he said, blinking and looking at Bast.
"Ok then, Molly would you like to help me with a little something, I can guarantee you'll have a good time." Bast smiling.
"Can you tell me what exactly it is?" Molly asked.
"Need to know, not that I don't trust tall dark and sexy there, but I like to keep my secrets,
"Can I guess this is something transformation related." Molly asked still a bit unsure.
"Like I said, All in good time, but yes. Now yes or no. I have another appointment to keep." Bast said still standing in the door
"I mean, uh..." Molly looked back to the Spirit unsure.
"Bast's a good person to have in your corner, and since we are in manor of speaking under her I'd say help her out." The Spirit said looking towards Molly and then towards Bast who smiled at the slight praise.
"Well can I say no?" Molly asked.
"Of course, I'm just coming to you cause I think it'll be fun to have some company for this little endeavor." Bast said standing up properly now. "So what do you say?" she followed up a moment later.
"Ok, sure what not." Molly said as Bast turned and streched up as walked out of the door.
"Alright, let get going I'm already a bit behind." Bast said as she walked towards her car with Molly in tow.
The Spirit came to the door with a look of concern on his face that melted when he met Bast's smiling face. He grimaced for a moment before letting a neutral expression take over.
"Don't worry Spirit, I'll have her back to you before the end of the week, try not to cause too much trouble till then hmm." Bast said, waving as the two got into her car.
The Spirit watched as the two drove off, Molly waved to him as the car turned and passed by the doorway to leave the parking lot, he waved back. A strange emptiness settled over him as he watched the inconspicuous sedan drive off and out of sight. Carrying off a god, and his love. He blinked at that thought, sighing and looking back into the room at the sleeping bull he had created.
Well, he had to stay put in town for a couple of days, why not have a little fun with some of the locals. He thought, smiling with a devilish grin.