Farm Life: Ch 3 The Queen
#3 of Farm Life
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
The light shined in through the window near the single beds, making Billy turn over in his bed. Then there was the call of the devil again, the rooster. "This is bull..." He didn't mind the work, but getting up early in the morning wasn't cool for him. But when the thick aroma of body odor hit his nose, he jumped awake, "Oh wow..." Looking over his shoulder, he noticed Connor was still lying in bed. He had expected the guy to be in the farm house already, gorging himself on food. Rolling around in bed, his feet touched the wooden floor and he slowly leaned in to see if the guy was awake. That's when it hit him. Connor was the source of the major body odor. "Oh wow man...take a shower! You're as bad as a cow or a..." Cutting himself off, he gave off a big yawn and stretched his arms towards the ceiling. Taking a breath through his nostrils, he got a heavy whiff of himself. Apparently it wasn't all Connor. Maybe it was because he had never done so much hard labor in his life. Looking over at Connor one last time and then out the window towards the farm house, "I'm sure Carl won't mind us being a little late." Walking towards the shower, he casually peeled off his clothes and tossed them on the floor. Oddly enough, he felt pretty good...being naked. Still a bit hazy after waking up, he placed his hand on the shower handle and pulled the lever down. As the cold water hit his body, he opened his mouth to let out a silent girly cry, feeling his dick retreat further back into his foreskin because of the shrinkage.
Connor blinked and his ears sort of twitched when he heard the sound of water splashing onto the cement floor in the shower area. Sitting up in his bed, he looked over his shoulder, licking his lips, his mouth a little dry. He could feel his heart start to pound when he saw the sun shining off of Billy's round, pale bubble butt, the only sign of hair between his ass-crack. But as his heart pounded in his chest, he suddenly realized it was beating a lot harder than normal, like it was trying to push its way out of his chest. As his jaw fell open as he strained to breathe, Connor groaned as he reached between his legs and fondled his throbbing hanging sack. But as fast as the sensation started, it faded away. When he looked down, he gripped the bed in fear, seeing his body changing again right before his eyes. His toes cracking, they slowly pulled together and the flesh melted, hardening into a rounded shape before turning a solid black color. "Yo, Connor, you awake?" Billy asked, lathering soap under his armpits. It made Connor jump and he grabbed his long socks. Pulling them over his massive hoof like toe, he just barely noticed the bulge, but he did notice his fingertips had become thicker and longer, matching the hooves on his feet. "Yeah...yeah!" Struggling to squeeze his hard toes into his boots and his massive balls and sheathe into his jeans, Connor threw on the rest of his clothes and rushed out, "I'm heading to breakfast!"
Breakfast consisted of Carl's awesome natural ingredient pancakes which Connor nearly choked on because he was downing them so fast. "Connor, I'd like you to trim the briar around the fields today, let Billy work with the animals." The farm hand sat back in his chair, rubbing his fingertips beneath his gloves, "Sure Carl..." He really didn't know whether to tell Carl or not about what was going on. Uncommon in his hard life, he thought about the consequences of his decision. Standing up, he walked outside, taking the long walk towards the edge of the fields back towards Carl's apple orchards.
The briars tugged and sliced at Connor's skin that wasn't covered by his work clothes. Cutting through the roots like Carl had showed him, he had a lot of frustration building up. All of a sudden, when the patch of briars he was holding onto gave way and he fell on his, he threw his sickle down and stomped off. Connor panted as he ran into the orchard, stopping and leaning against one of the thick apple trees. The anger and adrenaline had his expanding cock straining against the leg of his jeans. His ears twitched when he heard a delicate voice call out, "Hello Carl..." Moving past more trees, Connor stopped within ears reach when he saw Carl standing in the middle of the orchard, standing in front of a beautiful woman with a tone body, wearing only jeans and a loose green top. In her flowing blonde hair with red highlights, there was a sheaf of grain. "Is it that time again Persephone?" Carl asked, crossing his arms.
The beautiful girl giggled, her peach colored eyes burning in the sunlight as she ran her foot along the taller grass, "Were you just not keeping track, or is it you don't intend on paying your debt again Carl?" Carl's face dropped and he clenched his fists. "I thought maybe you might cut me some slack...considering you took James from me..." Persephone giggled, though her face showed she was rather pissed off and being spiteful, "You still have your son Carl, we've talked. Believe it or not he might be happier grazing fields then tending to them. Now do you have what you owe me?" Carl looked down at his feet before looking the girl in her fiery eyes, "Not only do I have a soul...I have two. That's four years Persephone! Four years you leave me alone and keep your end of the bargain!" Not even noticing it himself, Connor gave off a loud gasp and caught the sensitive ears of the girl. "Go back to tending your farm Carl, I still have business here..."
All of a sudden Connor was kneeling by the bare feet of the girl. She was resting on the roots of the large apple tree. Scared out of his mind, he tried to push himself away from her. But as he tried to get to his feet, he fell to the ground, writing in pain as she stepped towards him. There was a loud cracking in his face as his nose melted into his lips and his jaw stretched away from his skull. His spine then cracked and his ass shot into the air, bulging, tearing his jeans as they tightened around his super toned butt. He felt something pushing out of the end of his spine, a sort of fleshy nub once his pants finally split in half, revealing his extra furry ass crack. As his phallus headed cock flopped out of his jeans, he looked up at her as she leaned in to whisper in his ears, his body still slowly shifting, "Hello Connor. My name is Persephone. I'm the queen of Hades." Connor whimpered as his insides and outsides changed. She reached out and stroked the jaw of his expanded face, "Carl and I have a little arrangement that goes back a long time. If you tell your new little friend anything that you heard here, being turned into an animal is the least of your problems when it concerns the Queen of the underworld..."