FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Stillness surrounded the massively extravagant Georgian style mansion in the dead dark of cloudy night. A few distant rumbles of thunder barely broke the silence. Then there was a shattering of glass when an antique wooden chair came crashing through a front window on the property. Right afterwards came two shrouded figures with black wool masks on their head. Seconds later, alarm bells clattered and dogs could be heard barking.

"Shit!" cursed one of the men who was holding a black pillow case weighed down with something box-like. "I thought you said you disabled the alarm?" he shouted at his accomplice.

"Well they probably had a separate system for windows and I wasn't exactly going for that exit, thanks to you," the other man argued back, stifling his own voice halfway through when he heard distant shouting. "What now?"

"I dunno, I dunno," said the man with the bag.

The two looked panicked and it was the second man who thought to dash over to a nearby fountain, which had several marble statues of cherubs, to climb up the central section to get a better look over the high shrubbery that surrounded their location.

"What do you see?" the one asked in a loud whisper.

"Flashlights in a lot of directions. Shit... wait, that way seems pretty clear," his partner answered as he looked west and saw no one. So he jumped down and the two, keeping low, hurried along the gravel paths hoping for escape.

The next fifteen minutes were spent moving in between gardens and sheds, sneaking down hedgerows or along farm fences as they could see guards converging on the house. They kept moving and crisscrossing their trail- both purposefully and by accident- to help throw off any tracking dogs but it led to them getting rather completely lost. Eventually they found themselves running down a tractor path that went between two wooden fences around two large paddocks.

"This track has to get to a road. Then we can get back to our truck," the man with the bag now hauled over his shoulder said to the other as they jogged along.

"Yeah, this has to go somewhere like a road. It just has to," his partner readily agreed.

This optimism kept up for another hundred yards when, about two miles ahead on this bumpy but straight road, they saw some headlights hove into view. Both stopped dead in their tracks with fear. They both had the same thought to look to either side to flee to but they could see other vehicles going down parallel tracks. Along with the fields being full of sleeping animals, like horses, donkeys, cows, and from the smell of it, pigs.

"I think we may be fucked," the one man gasped as he hunched over.

"Don't speak so soon. I think I see a barn up ahead," said the man with the sack hurriedly.

There, hidden in the dark some hundred yards ahead, was a two story barn with just one simple dim lamp on the side facing the paddock to the left of them. Beyond that, it was simply too dark to be sure of anything other than it was probably empty. Which was good enough for them.

After cutting through the fence on their left so that they couldn't risk easily being seen by the headlights barreling at them, they took off running as fast as they possibly could.

"Watch the ground for fucking cows," the one man warned as they dashed.

Deep shadows lay ahead so they slowed down slightly and tried to listen for breathing. Sure enough they came across a few sleeping animals that turned out to be some donkeys and a pair of cows but thankfully not as numerous as they could have been. Soon after they reached the barn and kept close to it as they fumbled for the door under the light only to find it locked.

"Shit. Hold this," the man with the sack as he swung it into his partner's stomach.

"Oof. Give me some warning next time," he grunted while hurriedly grabbing it.

"Like we have time for that," said the other man. He moved quickly to remove the lockpicking kit from his pocket, having brought it on the job to get into the mansion and safe in the first place. So the barn door here provided little challenge even in the dark and neither did the deadbolt. It was only the pressure and the sound of approaching tires that had him sweating. There was finally a click in the lock and he had it open. "Come on. Hurry!" he urged as he rushed in.

His partner followed, grumbling, "You don't have to tell me twice!"

Once inside with the door locked behind them, both had their pen lights out as they definitely did not want to risk turning on any lights. The barn definitely smelled like a barn and had some stables on the one side, a large open area with some covered boxes around it. Above was a loft area that was full of crates, however there wasn't a ladder there so no obvious way up. Other than that, their lights weren't bright enough for them to see very much.

Pulling off his mask at last, the one man, brown haired with a short scruffy beard, was named Tobin. He was in his mid-twenties and already had five years working as a thief with his good friend Marvin, who took his mask off when he saw Tobin do it. Marvin was a little shorter than his partner, Asian with short black hair, clean shaven, and had a frantic look in his eye.

"You know they're probably going to search this place," Marvin said panting.

"No doubt. We gotta hide somewhere they won't be looking," Tobin replied, already looking around for a good place. The stables or the boxes would make obvious choices but for that same reason would be horrible ones. Those searching would certainly look there. It's while doing this quick assessment that they noticed a sleeping donkey in one stall and a mucky, and empty, sty in another. In the end, Tobin was back looking at the loft as an only resort. "I think maybe up there is our best option. Assuming we can get there, they won't easily be able to. And at worst, well, it's easy to make an escape from up there I guess," he reasoned as best he could.

"That sounds better than jumping in the sty. Let's find a way up," Marvin quickly agreed.

What they found was a way up using a part of the stall wall and then, using the barn wall and helping the other, Marvin was able to help Tobin get his hands on the edge. From there he pulled himself up successfully, just as they heard a vehicle stop in front of the barn. Followed by shouts and truck doors opening and closing.

Not saying a word, Marvin tossed up the sack with their plunder then used the wall for leverage before leaping up and grabbing Tobin's outstretched hand. Tobin pulled up Marvin and the two rushed behind the crates just as the side door unlocked, opened, and lights came up.

"Check around for anything. They could still be on the property," they heard a guard say to another.

"The door was locked. You think they're in there?" asked the other guard.

"Unlikely but if they broke into the house, they could manage this, right?" argued the other.

The guard nodded. "Fair enough I guess. Let's spread out then.

Watching through a crack in the floorboards were the two men above, who had found cover behind a fifteen foot long, massive crate. They saw them spread out and looked where they could. In both every stall and behind all the boxes downstairs. The two were loud enough to just barely stir the slumbering donkey. And it only gave them a lazy look before going back to sleep.

After an aggressive search of the ground floor, one guard was ready to go while the other did a final check.

"I'm not seeing them here or any real sign. Let's go," the one at the door said to the other.

"What about up there?" asked the guard, flashing his light at the loft.

Marvin and Tobin were both chilled by the question, hoping it wouldn't prompt their discovery. It felt like ages, rather than maybe ten seconds it actually took, for the guard at the door to reply, "No way up there. It's just where the Count keeps the pieces that don't fit in the trophy room and there isn't even a ladder. They load it from the front with a crane and everything so if you wanna waste your time getting up there you can but I'm continuing our sweep back to the manor. Okay?"

"Fine. Was just trying to be thorough," retorted the other man. He did give up the idea and followed the other man out the door, flicking off the light as he did. They then locked the door, continuing their conversation out to the truck. The engine started and soon after the truck drove off and things got quiet again. But not quiet enough.

They continued hearing shouts for the next thirty minutes during which they kept exactly where they were. While this happened, the sound of thunder and flashes of lighting got louder and more frequent. Rain eventually started falling and before long there was a full blown downpour outside. Subsequently, the search parties they heard either turned in or at least went for shelter.

Only after the storm raged for another twenty minutes did Tobin suggest it was safe to come out of hiding to get some air, stretch their legs, and think over what to do. Tobin wanted to do this up in the loft but with a lack of space save to hide on his hands and knees, and with Marvin's insistence, they both climbed down to the floor, their loot still in hand.

"That was a much closer call than I would have liked," Marvin sighed with relief.

"Still is close. We're still on the property and until we get off, we're stuck," Tobin replied after he landed on the ground. After dusting himself off he started to look around more while Marvin did the same. "Probably wanna keep the lights off but it would be nice if it weren't so dark."

"I bet most of them are indoors at this point with how it's raining out there. I'm sure we could get away with some light," Marvin reasoned. He had his penlight out and searched in the opposite direction Tobin went. This led him to a few bales of hay around a support beam for the loft area. One bale was partially torn open and on the ground but more interestingly to Marvin was a lantern hanging on a nail on that wooden beam. "Hmmm, I might have found something."

"Oh yeah? Is it a pillow or sandwich? I could do for either," Tobin said with mild interest from across the barn.

"No, an electric lantern I think," answered Marvin as he looked and found a switch and knob on the underside of the lamp. Switching it on bathed the space in a sudden and bright white light.

"Ah shit! Turn that off!" Tobin, blinded, shouted at his partner.

"Sorry, sorry," Marvin apologized as he dialed down the knob which reduced the lamp's intensity down to a glow that illuminated the space around him in a dim but prevailing light. Even Tobin could see decently from where he was, though he preferred coming closer to see better.

"Okay, that's actually nice. Good find," Tobin said.

Marvin set down the sack before sitting down with his back against the hay to rest. "Thanks. Mind if I take a little break?"

"Not if you don't mind me having one too. My legs are stretched enough." Tobin sat down to Marvin's right against another hay bale then proceeded to kick off either of his black sneakers. "Feet are aching. They weren't really made for running."

"Should have planned for that," Marvin teased him lightly.

"I planned for a stealthy entrance and exit. I wasn't planning on you tripping down the stairs," Tobin remarked.

"Only because you bumped into me," Marvin argued back.

"Which I only did because... you know what, we don't need to start fighting. Especially now. Let's just try to relax and live out this storm at least," Tobin said in a calm tone.

Marvin nodded. "Yeah, you're right. What happened happened. So long as we don't get caught and do get paid, it'll be worth it."

"I hear that," Tobin agreed as he shut his eyes to relax. Instead it immediately had him thinking and about something that had been bothering him. Eyes still closed, he said, "Can't believe that woman is willing to pay a million for whatever is in that chest. Makes you wonder what's in it."

"Something worth a million dollars, to her at least. What else is there to know?" shrugged Marvin.

"Yeah but remember what else she told us? To not open it?" Tobin recalled.

"No, what I recall her saying is if we open it that we'll 'very quickly learn to regret it'. You think it's like, anthrax or something?" Marvin asked in idle conversation.

"I doubt the Count we stole this from keeps anthrax in an antique chest in a safe locked behind another safe behind a painting in the Count's own private office," mused Tobin. "If anything, I would figure it's something worth more than a million and she doesn't want us knowing that. We think the job is the score of the century when in reality, we just stole the Florentine Diamond."

"Huh, I didn't think of that. She did seem insistent on getting it quickly for whatever reason..." The question was enough to get Marvin looking at their loot and thinking about what Tobin was saying. There was more silence between the two but definitely a growing shared desire. "I mean, what's the harm in looking, right?"

"Unless it's got Medusa's shrunken head in it, none I'd say," Tobin said as he finally opened his eyes again to gauge his partner's interest.

Marvin looked back and without a word Tobin opened the bag while Marvin was the one to pull it out. Made of a cherry wood that was polished, it had geometric designs cut into all over which made the twelve pound chest look antique itself. On the front there was the only piece of metal on which was a brass latch with a simple design. Tobin was careful as he handled it and held it towards Marvin so he could open it.

"Just hold it steady in case whatever is in there is fragile," Marvin warned.

"If it's valuable it's always fragile," Tobin said with a smirk.

The latch moved like it was well oiled as did whatever hinges the chest had. Once opened, there was but one thing inside and it dazzled Marvin into stunned silence.

"Hey, Marvin? You okay? What is it? Medusa's head?" Tobin asked as he looked over the top to see for himself.

There, sitting in a bed of red, plush velvet was an orb, baseball sized, that looked to be made of polished silver but with two bands of gold hemispheres cutting it into four sections. But even more catching was what appeared to be a seam of rubies that cut a stripe down the center of the gold bands. Even in the low light of the lamp it dazzled.

"What is it?" Marvin finally muttered.

"It's a... ball?" was all Tobin could think to say.

"I guess?" Marvin shrugged. "Hold it steady, let me take it out."

"You better be careful with that. You break it and we will end up regretting it," Tobin told him.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry. If this turns out to be valuable like you said, she'll regret teasing us with regret," said a cool handed Marvin. Carefully he lifted it out with the weight of it being a lot more dense than the actual weight of chest, bizarrely. "Wow, it's pretty heavy."

"Is it? Think it's like, pure?" asked Tobin who moved the chest to the side to see better what Marvin was holding.

"I think so. It sure feels-" but as Marvin explained and peered into the orb, he saw some sort of light sparkling with the ruby portion. Before he could tell Tobin the dim light swelled so that the red seethed with a growing heat. What the hell? It feels hot all of a- shit!" Marvin cried out when, with a pulse that felt like a heartbeat, a flash of red blinded them both.

"What the hell?" Tobin cried out as he shielded his eyes.

Marvin did the same, causing the orb to drop to the cement floor with a weighty thud. "The damn thing did something," Marvin groaned while trying to rub the red off his vision.

Tobin did the same and once he did, first saw the orb on the ground. "You dropped it? Holy shit, did you break it? Man, if you broke it..."

"Shit. I really hope not," Marvin said as he bent over to make sure.

Both men were just getting the red dots out of their eyes when either felt a flush of heat in their bodies. It didn't seem like much at first until it came over them again only this time the feeling came from their loins which accordingly felt a sudden surge of excitement that neither man was expecting. They had searching looks in their eyes before they both caught the other with the same flushed look in their face.

"What was that?" Marvin asked, panting from the heat in his crotch.

"Like I know? I just feel really, ummmm, weird right now," Tobin admitted. His cock was stiffening as he spoke and tenting his black slacks.

"You too? I feel really weird too," agreed Marvin.

The two were beginning to drift towards each other unconsciously. They only noticed when they were just a few inches from the other and their lips in particular looked pursed to kiss.

"Wh-what's happening?" Tobin muttered as his hand moved to grab Marvin and pull him closely. Odder still was Marvin's hand doing the same to Tobin.

"I dunno I just feel very... very attracted to you all of a sudden," Marvin admitted shakily.

A blush came over Tobin. "Oh good. It's not just me then," he muttered with their lips about to touch.

Trepidation was forgotten when either man pulled the other in and went for the kiss at the same time. They locked together for a moment before parting and began to make out rather passionately. Their hands groped and felt at the other, unzipping the other's jacket just so they could pull their bodies closer together.

"Fuck, I've never wanted someone so badly," Marvin said hotly between kisses.

"Shut up and kiss me," Tobin growled as he tugged Marvin on top of him as he fell to his back.

The two continued to make out with reckless abandon and especially seemed to enjoy the bulges in both of their pants rubbing against the other. This continued for maybe five minutes before the passion that so invigorated them faded in a fleeting few seconds. Marvin sat up as that energy left him and got off of Tobin as he too was dealing with returning senses.

Neither man had ever expressed anything other than a friendship and business relationship in things and now here they were overcome with a need to sexually please the other. So with their wits mostly returned, they shared a silence for a couple minutes as either possessed what just happened.

Marvin finally spoke up, saying, "Not really sure what came over me. That was, very unexpected."

"That's putting it pretty mildly," Tobin said. He could still taste Marvin on his lips and was trying to parse his needs from moments ago to the rest of reality. "I, we just lost ourselves there, didn't we?"

"Kinda did," nodded Marvin. His eyes found the orb on the ground between them next to the open chest and felt a pang of worry in his chest. "Something that ball did maybe?"

"A freakin' shiny baseball can't just make people do that, Marvin. It's not nonsense," he insisted. Always having been a very practical person, Tobin wasn't about to start believing in magic. "Maybe... I dunno, something we ate earlier?"

"We've had that dinner loads of times and never felt the need to have a go at each other," Marvin stated rather plainly.

"Look, all I'm saying is I bet it's more like some sort of chemical in the air maybe or- oh shit, there it goes!" Tobin gasped when he saw that orb was again giving off that red glow.

Before either man had a chance to react, just like before, a pulse of scarlet colored energy dispersed out from the orb and blinded either of them. Tobin immediately got up and backed away while trying to rub his eyes at the same time. And while Marvin had closed his eyes in time, the red dots still got into his vision and were slow to disappear.

"Tobin! Where the hell are you?" Marvin shouted when his vision cleared enough for him to see his partner wasn't there.

"Trying to get this shit out of my eyes while getting the fuck away from that thing," Tobin shouted back.

As Marvin's vision returned, so too did a familiar warmth in his loins. His cock was still somewhat stiff from last time so it didn't take long to get excited again. He bit and chewed his lower lip while trying to not have his mind wander to checking out Tobin, who was pacing around the open area of the barn trying to keep his clouding thoughts straight. Like Marvin, he was experiencing a return of feelings to his loins but was trying to resist.

This resistance was something he could keep up only so long as his feet found their way back to Marvin and Tobin fell upon his partner this time as they went right back to where they left off from before. Their lips wet and hearts thumping a mile a minute which only kept their raging erections all the harder. So it did not take very long for their hands to wander down to the front of the other's pants.

Wordlessly they undid the other's slacks then tugged down their underwear so they could eagerly begin stroking the other.

"Ohhh, fuck," Tobin moaned as Marvin worked his shaft.

"Don't stop," Marvin told his friend as he was just returning the favor Tobin was doing with his own cock.

Unlike before where the passion faded after four or so minutes, at the five minute mark this time they both were sitting up on their sides facing the other, lips locked, as they stroked the other. Both were leaking pre which was just used as lube for even more loving strokes. Gradually either man had to pull their lips away but not for waning desires, but just so either could moan as they got close.

"Don't stop, Tobin. Fuck, feels so good," Marvin said hotly as he looked into his partner's eyes with a fresh affection.

"I won't. Not for you," Tobin found himself uttering with a mixture of pleasure and fear for lack of control of his body.

It took only a few more seconds for either man to lose it, their cum exploding onto the chest of either while they moaned loudly as a form of added release. They were loud enough that the donkey in the stall was finally stirred awake, standing up in its stall to peer over where the pair of men on the floor were. Even when there was a loud crack of thunder outside enough to surprise either, their bodies were still compelled to stroke the other until they were both down to a drizzle. Only then could they start to catch their breath and regain control of their bodies and minds again.

"Holy shit. Did that just happen?" asked a stunned Tobin who only now let go of his friend's dripping cock.

"It did," Marvin said simply. He also pulled away from Tobin and the two were soon zipping themselves up. "This, this orb thing, man, it's really having an effect on us. You can't deny that."

"Yeah, I don't know what the fuck it is but I don't want it near me right now." Tobin stood up and started walking away.

"I think if I can get it back in the chest it'll stop it," Marvin reasoned as he looked at it.

"Go for it! I'm gonna hang out over here," Tobin yelled as he walked to the other side of the barn.

"Thanks," Marvin said with a roll of his eyes. Wary that it do whatever it did again, Marvin knew he couldn't hesitate and so just went for it. He reached and grabbed for it and then immediately regretted that decision as the orb felt red hot. "Ahhh!" he screamed as he shot up to feet with his hand up and steaming.

"Holy fuck! Uhhh, uhhhh, there is some wet mud over here! Quick!" Tobin shouted over hoping to help.

Marvin rushed over and didn't immediately see what mud Tobin was talking about. "Okay, okay, okay. Where?"

"In there!" Tobin said, pointing to the wet and trodden mud on the other side of a shorter fence and in an apparent sty.

"There? Really?" Marvin fussed.

"Dude, your hand is still steaming! Does it matter?"

Marvin wanted to argue as the mud looked more like pig muck but there were some puddles of water and the need to quench his hand was too intense. So he hopped over the fence with Tobin's help then dropped carefully to his knees to dip his hand into the safest and cleanest puddle he could spot. The water itself didn't abate the burning but pushing into the mud did. Marvin finally let out a relieved sigh.

"Better?" Tobin asked.

"Much," said Marvin with needed relief. "Only downside is I can feel my feet sinking into the mud a bit, heh."

"So what was that? Was it hot?"

"That's a nice way of putting it," Tobin said as he finally pulled his hand from the mud. "Pain is gone and I don't feel any scars but felt molten hot. Is it steaming at all?"

"Looks fine from here. Maybe a little- oh shit, I think it's gonna-" but as Tobin was just recognizing that familiar red glow it sent out another pulse that managed to affect the men again. "Fuck, again?" Tobin coughed as his vision filled with red.

"Shit, this isn't good, Tobin. I can't fight that shit when it comes over me," Marvin said from his knees in the muck.

"You think I've done any better? Every time I- oh no, there it is again," Tobin said with a shaky voice as he looked down and felt his dick tent in his pants. A sight Marvin could see through the slat of the fence and became very aware of his own growing erection.

"Fuck dude... get over here," Marvin found himself saying as he already felt that desire to feel his friend's lips on his again.

Tobin made a face like he wanted to say no but his trembling lips and legs along with sweaty brow and hardon revealed his body's true leanings. "Fuck, I can't fight it," the man admitted as he rushed to the fence where Marvin had his face and after dropping to his knees locked quickly into another passion kiss.

Their tongues twined and played off each other while they locked hands through the fence. Both men had their eyes closed as they enjoyed the fruitful sensations and arousal that beat through their bodies. Both were also rocking their bodies side to side as the sensations rolled over them. While both deeply didn't like that they were forced into this, they found some comfort in that it was just between the both of them. It made it easier for them to enjoy the fact that either was getting closer to orgasm without even needing to be touched.

Staring over the stall at them was the donkey who watched the two for a while with mild interest when a wave of arousal came over it too. The clever animal then went to its door, reached over, and unlatched it with its lips. It then nudged the wide door open enough so it could slowly trot out. Its hoof falls barely audible in the background to either man.

Things grew even more interesting when the reason the mud was sloppy and wet in the first place waddled in from the small tunnel built into the barn wall that linked to the larger, much wetter, sty outside. The hog, easily close to eight hundred pounds, was a large and haughty beast who immediately took notice of the interloper in his pen. At first he snorted and was working up to a charge when, like the donkey, a sudden wave came over it. The hog's temper cooled quickly and instead trotted up behind Marvin with a friendly intent.

At around the same time, both the donkey and hog found their snouts at the back of either of the men before pressing in to take a deep sniff. Only then did either man's eyes shoot open and they saw the other's animal first.

"Marvin, y-y-you have a pig right behind you," Tobin stuttered as he saw the massive animal from the front.

"And you've got a donkey sniffing you," Marvin said with equal amazement. Both men squeezed the other's hands fearfully but at the same time they were also resisting the urge to simply ignore the animals and continuing making out. It didn't take long for this thinking to win out. "Fuck, who cares," Marvin said with disregard as he leaned forward to kiss Tobin again.

Unable to resist the kiss, Tobin pushed back and soon both men were back at it. Only they kept their eyes open. Both to look at the other and keep an eye on the animals who continued to just sniff with interest at their butts. So eventually their eyes closed and they just thought again about getting off and getting a measure of relief.

Strange as the sight would have been to walk in on just then, things were about to get even stranger as the tingling warmth either made in their loins spread next over their butts and came to throb at the base of their spines. Here the heat had the flesh beading sweat before either had their tailbones now bulging outward noticeably. This continued, with both bulges growing bigger, Tobin's especially, and starting to push against their jeans.

Still either man was too lost in their lust to notice. So the bulging got worse and either tail started to take on different looks. Marvin's was slimmer and took on a pig's curl rather quickly and as it was smaller stayed in his pants, though he was noticeably trying to wiggling his pants to scratch what he thought was an itch. For Tobin his tail was growing a lot thicker and longer, with his jeans quickly filling and the sensation of it was quickly something he couldn't ignore.

Pulling away from their kiss, just as either man was about to cum, Tobin was making weird faces. "Fuck, something feels wrong in my pants," admitted Tobin to Marvin with his face all red.

"Yeah, you're about to cum," Marvin said back to him with a smirk.

"No... not....not just that. It's..." but Tobin couldn't put it into words and just dropped his head down. This allowed Marvin to see down his back to the massive lump in his pants. Seconds later the seam down the back burst open from the pressure and out unfurled over a foot of a rope thick tail that was speckled with gray flesh and fur.

Marvin took a moment to think about what he thought had been an itch over his ass and was about to ask Tobin to look when he was finally hit by the orgasm. This caused him to lower his head and just let it happen. Tobin was also feeling his own orgasm roll over him but this was as he could feel whatever it was growing out of the back of him hang down between his legs. They just held their hands tight until either man felt the desire melt from their bodies.

When they finally let go of each other, Tobin stood up warily while Marvin was more wary to move since the big hog was still sniffing him.

"Tobin! Tobin! Open the gate so I can get out!" Marvin begged his partner.

"What, what the hell is this? What is this?" Tobin instead pleaded when he reached back and held his own tail. It was still growing slightly but more noticeable were the hair now sprouting all down it.

"It looks like a fucking tail. Now, will you let me out of here!" Marvin yelled. Even midst his panic Tobin was able to hasten and unlock the gate to the sty for Marvin. "Thank you. Now you keep away, pig," Marvin said to the pig before carefully moving away from it and towards the gate.

It was when he started to move, awkwardly hunched over on all fours, that he really felt that he maybe had a tail of his own. He also noticed that his pants in general felt tighter but didn't think that it could be due to gaining some heft to his own ass. Marvin simply passed it off and focused on getting out of that sty.

Once he was out, Marvin dragged himself up to his feet where the increased roundness of his own ass was undeniable. He rubbed his hands over it in disbelief before tugging down his waistband enough that his own curl of tail could finally pop out.

"Ahh! I have a fucking tail too!" Marvin yelped.

"That's not very comforting to me right now," Tobin grumbled. He was bent over against some of the covered crates with his own ass still growing too. His tail was fully grown now and some twenty inches long. It was also covered in dark and light gray fur down to the black fur at the end. But just like Marvin his actual ass had swollen up too which caused Tobin's already split pants to rip open more. His underwear, which his tail had also shot through, also started shredding from the increased size. Worst of all, some of the fur from his tail had spread from the base and down over some parts of his butt before the changes finally ceased.

Either man was left panting and mentally reeling from what just happened to them.

"What the fuck is this? I got like, a pig's tail? Is that what this looks like?" Marvin asked as he turned to show his partner.

"Do I really have to look? I'm dealing with a lot myself right now," said a very sober sounding Tobin who still had his head hunched over.

"Please, Tobin. I confirmed you got a fucking donkey's tail so maybe do me the courtesy?" Marvin insisted.

Taking a deep breath, Tobin relented and glanced over. "Fuck, yeah, you got a fat ass too."

"But, but, but how? Why? I don't want a fucking pig's butt!" Marvin explained in his growing alarm.

"And I don't want a donkey tail either but look at me, man." As Tobin said that, the donkey tiled its head over to give his now furrier rear another sniff. This caused Tobin's tail to flick reflexively in response. Something he could very clearly feel. "Get away! You're probably why this is happening to me!" Tobin yelled at the donkey but to little effect.

"And you keep the fuck away from me!" Marvin shouted down to the hog which was taking advantage of its open pen to have a sniff around the barn. It, like the donkey, paid no attention to Marvin's protests and just continued rutting around. "Tobin, honestly man, I think we need to get the hell out of this barn. This is fucking freaking me out. We should have never fucking opened that chest," he cursed himself while pulling his pants back up. He winced in pain when his tail got briefly pinched back before getting it back into his underwear.

"Yeah, a lot of regret will do us in this-" Tobin began but was interrupted by the sudden onset of worrisome scarlet blindness. "Fuck!" he screamed angrily while blindly stumbling about.

"Oh no, no, no. Not again. Not again!" Marvin sputtered as the warmth in his loins returned.

Both Tobin and Marvin cast their eyes at the other with the expectation that the lust that had overcome them the last few times would repeat itself again. Only this time their lusts weren't intrigued by the other. Instead both caught themselves sniffing the air before turning their attention to the jack and hog nearby.

Creeping thoughts entered their mind of a most perverse nature which were almost akin to instincts mixing with forethought. Then their feet started moving them closer to either respective animal as their usual standard human desires found themselves bending to more bestial desires. Either man's tail was twitching, Marvin's in his pants while Tobin's went so far as to lift itself when catching sight of the donkey's rather large and pendulous testicles from behind. Similarly, Marvin saw that the hog's balls were no less overly swollen. And the sight of it was just making Marvin hornier.

"Tobin, I, I, I can't stop myself, man," Marvin muttered as he dropped to his knees behind the pig. Then rather unceremoniously couldn't help but put his nose to the pig's asshole for a sniff. The smell of which buzzed through his body and soon had his butt right back to fattening up again.

Watching his partner sniff animalistically at the hog like a foreshadowing to his own fate, Tobin glanced forward at the donkey's rear end. The donkey also must have known he was close because he did Tobin the grace of lifting his tail. This gave Tobin an unobstructed view of the donkey's puckered asshole. He had his nose right about to sniff when the donkey also let out a bit of gas which Tobin inhaled and soon was gagging. Just like his friend, the smell had triggered Tobin's butt swelling again. Something he was keenly aware of as he could feel his own asshole puckering.

'Don't do this, don't do this,' Tobin begged himself mentally but couldn't stop his tongue lolling out and licking the donkey from balls to anus not just once but repeatedly. Best he could manage was shutting his eyes but that didn't stop the taste and smells from getting to him. Tobin could feel his cock was rock hard and he just told himself, 'It's the damn orb's fault. I don't want to do this!' Even still, his hands came up to cup the donkey's heavy balls lovingly while his own ass's growth was accelerating.

Marvin was similarly interested in tasting the hog and equally embarrassed. When he looked over at Tobin whose hairy ass was sticking more and causing his pants to further degrade and the donkey whose cock was beginning to slide from its sheath. He felt bad for his friend but more pity for himself. Marvin's pants were filling up with what he knew was a pig's butt.

'Please, stop growing,' Marvin pleaded with his body even as the seam down the back of his pants began to visibly pop open.

Perhaps sensing Marvin's state of mind and wanting to further corrupt it, the hog snorted and trotted forward a few paces from Marvin. The man was about to follow when the hog instead flopped onto its side. This revealed his massive pink belly but also the hog's emerging swirl of a cock from its own sheath. Deep down the sight scared him but his body reacted more instinctively by crawling over and continuing the tongue bath on the hog's sheath and cock.

Tobin had his eyes tightly shut until he heard a popping noise and had to look. There, down on hands and knees, was Marvin with his fat pink piggy ass now sticking out of it. Marvin's underwear had ripped in places but had become a sort of thong gathering into his ass crack. This only lasted a few more seconds as Marvin's ass added weight but also began to spread apart. A sensation Tobin was soon experiencing as well as air kissed his newly puckered and blackened equine asshole. It didn't look out of place either with Tobin's tail and spreading gray fur either.

Seeing the hog's idea, the donkey also turned about and gave a soft bray while lifting its tail to better show Tobin what it was packing.

"H-Holy fucking..." was all Tobin could mutter to say when he saw the massively thick donkey cock, close to the length of Tobin's cock and still growing, throbbing there. He then submissively dropped to his own hands and knees where a strong aching came over his pelvis and bled into his hips. All these areas were seeing a swell in growth too which was finally enough to snap the waist of Tobin's pants so they fell away. Around the same time Marvin was similarly relieved of his pants when his waist got too big.

'This is worse than death,' Tobin thought as his body moved forward. Getting under the beast, and unabashed in any way, he gave the donkey's exposed cock a lick from flared tip to back. The donkey gave a very happy bray along with his member stiffening up further.

The hog was oinking in similar pleasure as Marvin licked his piggy cock to full sail. The man wanted to stop himself but simply couldn't. Adding to that misery was how much this was turning him on. Even more than the times fooling with Tobin, his own testicles felt like they were churning with activity. In fact his entire taint felt hot and sensitive. What he couldn't see, and was also happening to Tobin, was a slit had formed near the base of their scrotum. This had grown as a seam dividing the two testicles before rounding their shrinking cocks. But to them, it was just more sexual excitement.

When the passion the orb instilled then faded from the two men, they couldn't pull themselves back faster from their respective animal. Spitting and gagging, they crawled towards the other then did their best to sit up. Both had considerable trouble with how large their butts had grown and Tobin sat on his tail but they managed and did so with their legs spread towards the other.

"It's worse," Marvin said warily with eyes cast down at his chubbier legs.

"Oh fuck! Way fucking worse! My fucking dick!" Tobin cried out in shock when he beheld his crotch and saw his usual seven inch member now shrunk to barely half that. Marvin was similarly shocked by his own cock's rapid shrinkage while also noticing how his balls were diminished too.

"It is and yet I can't... stop it..." Marvin groaned as he felt himself orgasm. This released a heavy stream of seed that gushed out rapidly.

"Fuck, me too," Tobin gasped as he began to cum as well. They could feel that with every pulse of seed they released their manhoods got even smaller. Eventually both their testicles were pulled into the central seam that continued their swelling slits.

Here both men saw their genitals pulled out of view and instead of lingering on their own they looked at the other. Marvin watched as the lips of Tobin's new slit swelled up but also got leathery dark as the hair and coloring of his ass spread there as well. For Tobin he could see any sign of Marvin's cock disappear into a swelling cunt. Juices squirted out and Marvin couldn't stop a lusty moan from escaping his lips. Not long after Tobin felt a blooming fever spread from his own crotch.

Falling more to his side, Marvin kept his one leg lifted for comfort but could feel his entire backside converted to something more akin to a sow, which had him gagging again. For Tobin he only found some relief when he got to all fours and had his butt somewhat elevated. This allowed his cunt to pull up longer under his asshole to give him a backside perfect for any jenny. Soon, both had entirely bestial rumps along with beginnings of reproductive systems suited to farm life.

"This, this is fucking madness," Tobin said sadly. He kept trying to look back at himself but every time he did it made him shutter. And then the lack of anything wobbling between his legs made him sick to his stomach. Because if Marvin had a pussy a hog would love, that meant Tobin had one a donkey would die for. "We need to leave. Now."

After gulping hard and trying to pull himself together, Marvin did his best to get on all fours too. There he also felt the shake of his new ass, tail, and the lack of manhood were all too apparent. "I don't want to be a fucking sow, man," he said fearfully while trying to walk.

"And I don't want to be a donkey either! We have to leave!" insisted Tobin.

The two then began moving towards the door but neither could move that quickly or without their back legs having considerable struggle. Their attention was so focused on their destination, and keeping an eye on the orb, that the hog and jack were able to follow their noses to the new fragrant smells that were in the air. This led them to trail either human with interest and equally piqued libidos.

Barely halfway to the door and they're beset with another wave of red from the orb which quickly had either man cursing and trying to hurry up. During their subsequent blindness and rush they bumped into each other and their vision returned with them eye to eye.

"Marvin?" Tobin muttered as his heart began to beat faster.

"Tobin..." Marvin said with wide eyes. That's because he could see the donkey right behind Tobin and then felt a pig snout push against his own butt before sliding into his cunt. "Tob... fuck..." he then gasped uselessly as the heat from his pussy was too much for Marvin to be able to think straight anymore.

Tobin was similarly robbed of words when the donkey's snout found his jenny's cuntand then started to lick. Tail lifted and eyes crossed, the man wanted so badly not to love this but his body screamed otherwise.

It was with this growing lust that either man, so close together, moved at the same time to kiss the other before falling into yet another make out session. This was while they could feel the changes returning to their hips, pelvis, and legs especially with a more feeling spreading to their stomachs and leading to fattening guts.

The transformations focused on changing their legs which meant that Tobin's were getting longer, his feet especially were elongating to rip out of his socks. Marvin's legs instead got shorter but very stout. Like Tobin he felt his toes cramp while being forced to the balls of his feet but then his feet started getting smaller. Their toes both were merging while nails swelled to overgrow and rip through their socks. Tobin's hooves tore their way free first and were fit for m more equine legs.

Kicking his shoes off was how Marvin did away his while the torn socks fell away. With chubby, stout and piggish legs in the back, Marvin could feel his backside get lower to the ground. At the same time he could feel his stomach gaining weight like his butt had. Lips still locked passionately with Tobin, the sensation of a growing pig gut along with knowing what it was made Marvin scared of what the future would hold if they couldn't get out of this place.

Next came the sprouting of teats on Marvin just above his waist. They weren't visible at first but as his shirt rode up more they could be seen along with a second pair forming further up. These weren't anything Marvin was aware of as the hog's hungry licks were dominating his mind too much. But soon similar teats began to bud on Tobin and they were joined by gathering flesh and soon a separate swelling of what was gradually becoming an udder for the man. These he could feel and while at first he thought maybe it was his cock returning, but the location was wrong and soon he could figure all too well what it was.

Like every other time, Marvin and Tobin could feel themselves being pushed to orgasm by their hungry admirers. It then struck Marvin first, causing him to push hard into Tobin's lips as he experienced a sow's orgasm. Ever moving in concert, Tobin was soon shaking at the feeling of his own pussy squirting jenny's juices. Something the jack was happy to lap up.

Either animal pulled away bit by bit until they moved away to lick their own lips. Meanwhile the targets of their interest were having the last of the changes settle into their new hind legs; Tobin's equine and covered in coarse gray fur while Marvin's ham hocks were more portly while his belly and lower back jiggled with fat.

They stopped kissing to catch their breaths at which point they discovered the realistic feeling of having the legs of an animal. Their eyes were slow to open again. When they did they first saw each other as they were on all fours. For Tobin it looked especially strange as his ribs had begun to stretch down his body but had stopped, leaving him unable to keep steady.

"I regret ever fucking taking this job in the first place," grumbled Tobin as he wobbled.

"We're turning into fucking animals, man! When is this gonna stop?" Marvin sobbed as tears welled out of his eyes.

"I don't want to think about that, please," Tobin said through gritted teeth. "We, we just need to get out of here. We can do it," he tried to encourage. But no sooner did he say that then he stumbled and couldn't get a grip with his new hooves and so they splayed out and fell onto his stomach with a thud. "Fuck. What the hell is that pinching under my legs?" he groaned in pain.

Craning his neck in Tobin's direction, Marvin said, "Looks like a fucking udder, Tobin. Do pigs have udders? I can't even fucking remember right now!"

"They have, like, nipples or something, man. Why don't you help me up so we can try to get out of here before that thing does more to us," said a desperately scared Tobin.

But rather than go immediately to help his friend, which he wasn't sure how he could do anyway, Marvin looked to the door that was barely visible as it sat in the lantern's shadow. 'I could get out if I just make a run for it,' Marvin reasoned in his head. But even as he did the clop of Tobin's hooves as he struggled to get up were something he couldn't ignore. Moving to his partner, Marvin offered his body, all he really had, for Tobin's use.

"Thank you," Tobin said gratefully. Using Marvin's sturdy haunches as a crutch was what Tobin needed to at least get his hooves and then hands under himself.

"You got it? You ready to move?" Marvin asked with his body already moving towards the exit.

"Yeah, go for the door, man. I'm right behind you," Tobin said in an unsteady and unsure voice.

Marvin moved with all the haste and effort he could muster. He rounded the support beam with the lantern on it and where the hay was before reaching the door. Here Marvin was met with an issue that due to his lower half's preference for an all fours stance, he couldn't reach high enough with his hand to reach the door handle, let alone the locked deadbolt above it.

"Tobin! Tobin, man, I can't reach the handle! I need you!" Marvin called out, desperately aware the orb wouldn't be idle much longer.

"I'm trying! I got fucking hooves to work with! And this donkey won't leave me alone!" Tobin exclaimed.

The donkey was hot on Tobin's hooves as the man clumsily rounded the beam. Even without changes or the orb's trigger lust, the man could feel his new cunt was in some kind of heat. It was this that had the jack's attention along with his donkey cock out and ready.

"You're almost here, man. You can do it!" Marvin said in support of Tobin's progress. He had his neck looking back when another blinding red flash filled the space at the same time thunder boomed outside.

"Shit! Shit, shit, shit!" Tobin cried out as his body was pitched forward by the donkey sticking his snout right into his cunt again. So his vision was clearing just as Marvin's sow backside took up his whole view. Only digging in his palms and hooves into the ground hard stopped him and even then his face pushed into Marvin's cunt at the same time the need returned. Meaning Tobin was more than happy to start lapping at Marvin's cunt just as the donkey did the same to him.

"Oh, ohhhhhh, T-Tobin pl-pl-please... don't stop," Marvin struggled to say as the same heat took him along with the same submission to what felt like a sow mind trying to take over. This is why he gave up on escaping in order to give into the overwhelming enjoyment of being eaten out. Even as he could feel the changes returning the body and belly in particular.

'Why can't I help myself? Why?' Tobin was stuck thinking as he learned intimately what a sow's pussy tasted like. At the same time his ribs and spine were going back to their changes. This was troubling for sure but in no way compared to what he had been worrying about this whole time at the back of his mind- among many other things. 'Not my hands, please,' he pleaded with the competing desires in his head that were now willing his hands into hooves too.

Starting with a stiffness in all his fingers. He desperately wanted to see what was happening but was stuck with the sight of just Marvin's piggy butthole. So the merging of the fingers while his hands elongated freakishly. He lost all semblance of hands to more growing hooves and though his growing jenny mind rejoiced to no longer have hands he was trying to mourn but could only feel a tongue in his pussy.

Marvin's hands' transformation to trotters was one he did get to watch and would have wished he couldn't. There was enough wit in him to try and resist his fingers blending together but feeling Tobin's tongue get deeper in him just overpowered any control he had. By the time any reason returned, his trotters were not only formed but his arms were shorter. Something like a rigor set in that deprived Marvin of the ability to flex and bend his arms like he had. This grew worse when his shoulders began to part as well, making it so he wouldn't be able to turn a knob even if it were right in front of him. All he could do in response was shed a tear as he was now a four legged animal.

Tobin fared no better as his own arms started getting longer. This caused Tobin's licking to ease off but not before Marvin got off with another piggy orgasm. And as ever, with a donkey licking at his backside, Tobin joined him with a twitching jenny's cunt. Something the donkey was all too happy to enjoy again. Only when he had his fill did he trot off and leave Tobin and Marvin shaking in the midst of more changes.

Both were now beset by changes in their chests, shoulders, and backs leading up to either of their necks. In Marvin's case, his neck shortened while adding weight like the rest of him was still doing. As for the rest of his torso, it ripped somewhat painfully from Marvin's body as he simply grew too fat and wide for any of it to fit. It shredded off him, leaving tatters under his lengthening body which also seemed to grow in order to pack yet more weight onto. His teats continued popping out until they numbered two rows of seven and hung puffed from a piggish underside.

'This can't be happening. This. Cannot. Be. Happening. Not to me!' Marvin thought to himself during all of this. Knowing full well that what everything he felt was just his body getting chubbier as there always seemed to be more weight to pack on. 'Stop, stop!' he begged in particular when it came to having to adjust the trotters out wider to accommodate his new thickness.

All of Tobin's changes were similarly disorientating for the man who gained a more equine shape with a barreling chest and his neck cracking back until his head was oddly set between mountainous shoulder blades. With a surge of expansion his neck lengthened.

"Ack! Stop! Stop! St-AWWWWWWWWW-P! EHHHHHH-HAWWWWWWW!" Tobin couldn't help but bray as he felt the tickle of fur spreading over his arms and legs. More words mixed with panicked brays escaped Tobin's mouth as his human head was set at the end of what was otherwise a jenny's furry gray body. And only when the dark hairs of the mane were invading his own head did the changes cease.

Looking like a sow with a man's face pasted where its face should be, some of the pig's weight was hanging off Marvin's normally flat chin. His hair was starting to fall out and only a small portion was left on his widening skull when the changes stopped for him.

Having heard Tobin's brays and felt them in his soul, he kept his own mouth shut as best he could. Only for when he went to talk, he started with a snort before saying, "We're screwed," and oinking like the pig he was becoming.

"Like I don't know that? Why did we open that chest, M-AWWWWWWWWW-AWWWWWWW, M-HAWWWWWWWWWWW," but after only managing more brays Tobin stopped talking.

"So stupid," Marvin said sorrowfully as he came about on his trotters so that he could really see Tobin. The sight was monstrous and only made Marvin think about how bad he must have looked.

The two were aware they were unable to escape the barn now and came nearer to each other, if only because neither really wanted to be alone at that moment. This brought them near the orb that was the cause of their dramatic transformations from a couple of thieves to a couple of fertile animals, almost. It was the understandable frustration that Tobin had with that state of affairs that caused him to trot up to the orb to give it the best kick he could with his hoof. But rather than roll away or shatter it stood firm and Tobin almost tripped as a result.

"It's no use, Tobin. We've had it. We're... we're," Marvin paused to snort before continuing, "we're not getting out of here. We should have never taken this job," he said before having to oink.

"This, this is fucking hell. We should have kept running..." he said regretfully before he could bray again.

The sorrowful conversation would have continued had either man now then felt their backsides being inspected again. And they didn't need to think hard about who was there.

"No! No! Not meeeEEEEE! SQUEEE!" Marvin squealed as he hurriedly moved his legs to trot away from the lusty hog behind him.

"Get HAWWWW-FF! HAWWWWW!" Tobin was left braying as he was stirred into the open space of the barn in an effort to escape what was inevitable by this point. But either man still hoped for some kind of reprieve or divine interference to save them from a fate that was both worse than being caught and tortured.

And so, as could and should be expected by now, the orb began to glow before throbbing out the terminal wave that blinded either man dead in their tracks. Marvin squealed like a stuck piglet while the timid bray Tobin let out was likewise sad. Both were then mounted, their hind legs wobbling for a second before the sow and jenny began taking over.

"I-I'm s-s-s-AWWWWWW-AWWWWWW -RY, Marvin," Tobin said in what he knew were his last words. The man could feel his ears being tugged out to a donkey's length along with the head of the donkey's cock probing for his jenny cunt. Tobin's tail wiggled until it was poking up and his jenny instinct helped line him up.

"T-Tobin! I-I'm scared! I don't wanna beeee--! I'm gonna be a piggEEEEEEE! WREEEET!" Oinks escaped Marvin's lips as he felt the hog shuffling his massive weight onto him. Thinking back to when he first saw the eight hundred pound beast. Now, just over seven-hundred pounds with a rounding nose, Marvin knew that the hog's weight was on him. Soon after, the hog cock screwed its way into him and with every inch of pig dick that followed was also added to Marvin's sprouting snout. Delighted squeals from a widening mouth took over as speech left Marvin. His life turned over to the rhythm of the hog's thrusts as he watched his new snout grow in.

Tobin was also thinking back to the sight of the donkey's cock and the sheer size of it. The thought throbbed in his mind as the head of the jack's cock found the sweet spot and pushed its way in. He tried to scream but instead his mouth was frozen wide as changes began to pull it forward. His eyes were watering from being stuck open watching this, especially with his nose widening across his face like it was. And just like with the pig's cock spurring Marvin's snout, Tobin's took shape from his skull and stretched his darkening flesh along with it. All so the donkey could fit every inch of his unbridled member into the jenny that seemed perfectly made to match his lusts.

Standing atop pieces of their clothing, surrounded by the musky smell of sex and animals, both thieves met the ends their choices brought them to. Both grew bestial snouts, floppy long ears to match their new species, and fully submitted to the males that had taken them. Standing right next to each other, they were able to strain their eyes towards the other. They watched the other's humanity be squeezed from their faces while their pupils went dull and empty, with Tobin's stretching wide for the proper donkey look. Fur followed for him and Marvin as well, with pig bristles growing from his head down his back as the hog rubbed on it.

The last changes for Tobin came with his teeth and tongue along with the dull look of a simple jenny. His body completely then changed over to the jenny and the jack christened her soon after with a hurried thrust followed by filling Tobin's new body with all the donkey seed he could. This had the man screaming inside and unable to stop the jenny getting off on that. Her subsequent orgasm just milked the donkey's cock more and made sure Tobin was good and full.

For Marvin the last changes tugged his face out and caused his ears to flop forward. This made for the perfect pig look which the hog rewarded with a typical piggy orgasm: just shy thirty minutes of shuddering pleasure where the fully transformed Marvin could do nothing else than take rope after rope of hot piggy cum that filled him to the brim. So when the jack pulled out and dismounted Tobin the pig still had a while to go.

As the haze of arousal and change left Tobin he wondered how he would manage this new body only to find a jenny in control of things. 'Hey... hey! Wait! This is my body! Not yours!' Tobin cried out while desperately trying to wrestle control from instinct. But the jenny was hungry so she instead just trotted over to the hay and started snacking. 'No... No. I'm just... stuck here!"

Marvin could really only watch as the hog was still on his back but seeing the jenny move and act entirely like an animal was very worrying. That's when he tried to so much as turn his head or step to the side but nothing. Just like his partner, he could think and feel but not act. 'Help please! I don't want to be stuck as a... a pig!!'

Things seemed drastically dark for both when the orb let out a wave like it had been doing. They thought it wouldn't make any difference at this point and were happy when their vision didn't go out but there was still a heat that came along with it. The hog was just dismounting himself when the magic of the orb caused a swelling of its, and the jack's, virility. Their testicles swelled with new life and energy which in turn quickly rekindled their lusts.

The new sow and jenny were affected in a similar way with the heat of desire quickly overtaking them. Both invited their respective new mates to mount again and they merrily obliged. So began a cycle that would repeat for the hours into the morning and outlasting the storm and even night. As dawn came and a bright sun shone down through a clear sky on a soggy landscape they had both become so accustomed to the feeling of being fucked that they wished for release from their bodies or consciousness, but it never came to them. Just repeated breeding sessions that left their backsides stained and dripping with cum.

Once again the door to the barn unlocked. When it opened this time two guards entered, guns drawn. Following them was a tall, thin man wearing a tailored slate black suit with crimson red tie and matching carnation stuck in his lapel which he took the careful time to smell as he entered. The guards spread out around the room, carefully scanning for any people. Meanwhile the man in the suit slowly took off his driving gloves and happened to notice the orb on the ground when he had begun to shimmer.

"There are you, my lovely," cooed the man in a velvety voice. He bent down carefully and plucked the orb from the ground as if it were made of air. Then simply manipulated the hemispheres like a gear which stopped the glow entirely. The man, whose blonde hair was slicked back, his lavender eyes deep set in his face, with a perfect set of teeth, quickly spotted the barn's newest occupants. "They didn't get that far at all."

One guard knelt down to inspect the scraps of clothing on the ground while the other holstered their weapon and fetched the chest for the man. As he did and knelt, offering it to him, the guard asked, "Count, there's no sign of the thieves themselves."

"Just what looks like the pigs didn't snack on one of these clothes, sir," said the other guard with Marvin's old torn jacket in hand.

"So it does," answered the Count with feigned care as he set the orb back in the chest. After shutting the top he flicked his hand, sending both of the guards out without a word. Once they had gone the Count folded his arms behind his back and slowly approached the animals who had just been relieved from their cycle of breeding. "You poor souls. Why ever did you open that chest?" the Count inquired towards the jenny and sow.

With the hog and jack trotting off back to their respective pen and stall, the females were left standing and staring. A wave of the Count's hand gave him the attention of both the beasts. This he used to peer into their minds and into the trapped souls within. Once the Count withdrew back to himself only to let out a burst of fitful laughter.

'He's laughing at us. Please, mercy! We're sorry!' Tobin tried to yell through his eyes.

'Change us back! We'll tell you everything! You can't leave us!' Marvin pleaded with his own thoughts.

"Opening that chest was quite the regretful decision, you two. But so too was accepting a life in such a profession. Maybe your fates are deserved then. I won't ruminate on it for long because the farm could certainly use a new steady income stream from either of you. We'll count it towards repaying your debt towards me. Perhaps in a few decades, I'll revisit your situations," promised the Count with waning honesty. "For now, enjoy the fruits of your night's labors. Along with future labors."

The Count tipped his brow to them before seeing himself out with a strut.

'No! Nooooo! Come back!' Marvin thought desperately but to no avail. The weak enchantment on their respective animals broke when the door slammed shut.

'This... this can't be happening...' Tobin thought in panic.

But as scared as both were internally, you couldn't have told from the look of the animals. Especially when both of their bellies started to swell. Both could feel it and thought it just more weight until their teats fattened in anticipation and the kicks of their growing young inside them was an undeniable new horror for them.

Their pregnant stomachs stopped with about a week left for either to give birth and the jenny and sow couldn't be more happy. While the two thieves inside were given all the time in the world to wallow in regret.