{"sf1_id":786832,"sf2_id":"ynZ2Ezqn","title":"Pills, Part 6","author":"DarkCousin","words":3930,"posted_at":"2014-11-23T20:10:00.000Z","tags":["Gender Shifting","Mare","Mating","Pregnancy","Stallion","Transformation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/786832-pills-part-6","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ynZ2Ezqn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e7/d2/e7d242e8-d65e-460d-9dee-c64961441005","description":"","content":"Pills:   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nPart VI   \n  \n14 months since our last story...   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Paige O'Connor leaned against the white washed boards making up the pasture's   \nfence, Kelsey Anderson stood beside her, with Gina Ortiz nearby. The trio watched a   \ndark chestnut colored mare graze in the pasture, a young palomino filly nursing at her   \nmother's milk swollen teats.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Paige smiled. She had never told anyone, but she was fairly certain that the filly   \nwas her daughter. Granted, there was a slim chance that Mrs. Guymon's stallion Duke   \nwas the father, but the little foal April looked like Paige, at least her stallion-girl form. At   \nfirst, she hadn't been sure, since the mare-girls in her herd, Kelsey, Gina, and Allison   \nwas incapable of conceiving in their mare-girl forms, but Paige had asked the pill   \nprovider when the vet confirmed Yolanda's pregnancy.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;It was rather complicated. The herd of mare-girls couldn't conceive because they   \nwere girls to begin with, so the DNA was crossed up and screwy, but since Paige was   \nnormally a girl, but then became a stallion, her seed was viable, since her parts, were   \nnewly formed.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;She shook her head and sighed, she had never expected to be a parent at the age of   \nnineteen, let alone the father and the mother was Yolanda Washington! The former gym   \nteacher had been a total bitch as a human, but once she had settled into life as a mare,   \nshe was kind and sweet, and an excellent mother. Paige never would have guessed it.   \nYolanda was still there, often showing her human intelligence (something that   \nconfounded the Guymon's, the unknowing owners of the pasture).   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Yolanda turned and flicked her tail, giving Paige glimpse of her dark vulva. Paige   \nmoaned softly and felt the heat wash over her. Yolanda was one hell of a lover; Paige   \nhad spent many a lustful night with the mare, the memories alone were enough to make   \n  \n  \nher warm all over.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"So,\" Gina interrupted Paige's fantasizing with a question for Kelsey, \"Is that   \nbitch Grace still bugging you?\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Kelsey rolled her eyes, \"Yes, I don't know what I did to piss her off... She just   \nwon't leave me alone.\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Grace?\" Paige said, thinking, \"Oh, yeah, that Asian girl that you got into that   \nargument with at the diner? That was epic...\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\"Yes\" Kelsey answered, clearly upset, \"I've hardly spoken to her and she's trying   \nto ruin my life. The moment I stepped on campus she's had it in for me.\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Kelsey had just started at the local college earlier that fall, and other than Grace   \nKaneko's efforts to destroy her, she was having a great time.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Let me guess, she's one of the top students, right? Total overachiever?\" Paige   \nsaid as she continued to watch her young foal, now kicking her heels around the pasture   \nwhile her mother continued to graze.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Well, yeah... She's a freaking genius,\" Kelsey answered.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"There's your answer. She's threatened by you. She's always been top of the class,   \nbeating the pants off everyone, and here you come and show her she ain't that special.\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Kelsey blushed, \"I'm not doing that well,\" She said humbly.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Please, Ms. Top 'o the Class. The only person in high school that was smarter   \nthan you was Allison, and she's at Stanford now,\" Gina said of their fellow herd-mate.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Yeah, I'm gonna bet that you do as well or better then the Kaneko bitch,\" Paige   \nsaid.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\"I just wish she'd leave me alone, I've never done a thing to her,\" Kelsey shook   \nher head. \"Anyway, Yolanda and April seem to be alright, and it's getting late. I've got   \nstudying to do.\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;The three started their way towards Paige's car when Gina spoke up with an idea.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"You know, there may be a way to teach Kaneko a lesson,\" She said with a sly   \nsmirk, \"We do have some little green pills...\"   \n  \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Kelsey stopped walking, \"Whoa, that's a bit rough isn't it?\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Paige liked the idea immediately, \"Ha! I could teach her some manners!\" She said   \nwith a thrust of her pelvis for emphasis.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Come on guys! This is sounding a lot like rape!\" Kelsey protested.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Oh, please, Kelsey, you've had your brains fucked out by Paige lots of times, and   \nenjoyed every minute of it,\" Gina retorted, \"Don't deny it.\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Well, yeah... But we willingly transform ourselves,\" Kelsey argued.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Pft, not the first time as I recall,\" Paige said, \"We didn't willingly transform, but   \nwe sure as hell fucked willingly. Look, it would be pretty easy; I mean she eats at the   \ndiner where I work all the time, right? How much easier could it get for me to open a pill   \nand sprinkle the green stuff on her food?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\"I'll tell you what Kelsey,\" Gina offered, \"We transform Grace What's-her-face   \nand then we give her the option to fuck Paige?\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Well, I guess that's really not so bad... And she can change back, obviously. Yeah,   \nlet's feed that bitch some humble pie!\"   \n  \n\\* \\* \\*   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Grace Kaneko shifted the heavy load of books in her backpack as she crossed the   \nstreet to the Hot Eats Diner. She didn't particularly like the atmosphere at the diner, too   \nmany idiot, red-neck, white trash types hung around there for her liking, but it was right   \nacross the street from the university campus, and the food was somewhat decent, at least   \nfor your basic American cuisine.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Stepping inside, she immediately made her way to her favorite quiet booth in the   \ncorner, where she hoped to be left alone. A very pretty girl, with a delicate Asian   \nfeatures; she all too often drew the attention of the idiot frat boys at the diner. Grace   \nneeded to study if she were going to keep her top tier standing at the school; she had no   \ntime for suitors.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;She tossed the heavy bag on the bench seat and sat down herself, brushing her   \nblack hair from her dark, almond-shaped eyes. Grace began taking books from her bag   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nwhen she was startled by the waitress coming far faster than she was accustomed.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"What'll it be?\" Grace recognized the waitress immediately; she was that dunce   \nblond that hung around with Kelsey Anderson, her rival. What was her name? Pam or   \nPaula? It didn't matter, she just knew the girl wasn't able to attend Przewalski University   \nwith her friends and had to work here as a waitress.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"A small cheeseburger, no pickles, small fries and a small Diet Coke,\" she   \nanswered, hardly looking up while she dug books and her iPad from her bag. The   \nwaitress was probably too dim to get the order correct anyway.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Coming right up,\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;The food came quickly, far more quickly than usual, and the order was filled   \nperfectly. Perhaps she underestimated Pam-Paula-Whatever her name was. She ate   \nrapidly, preferring to get the distraction of eating over with and turn her full attention to   \nher studies.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;As she settled in to study, she felt her stomach gurgle and growl. Sweat began   \nbeading on her brow and she felt clammy and warm. Odd, but after glancing around to   \nsee if anyone had heard, she dismissed it and continued studying.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;After a short time it became difficult to focus, but Grace was loathing admitting   \nwhy. She feigned a yawn, checking to make sure no one was looking. Discreetly, she   \nsneaked a hand to her crotch, gently rubbing her aroused labia through her tight jeans.   \nShe groaned softly with pleasure, she hadn't felt like this since... Well, probably ever.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;As she glanced around the diner, her right hand slipped its way inside her jeans   \nand panties, rubbing her moistening clit, her left hand cupping her left breast squeezing   \nthe small, perfect orb and immensely aroused nipple. Grace paused as it became quite   \nuncomfortable to have her hand inside her tightening jeans.   \n  \nOnly then did Grace suddenly realize what it was she was doing, and in public no   \nless! With a gasp she yanked her hands away, the right still damp with her own juices;   \nshe hurriedly wiped it on her jeans as she blushed deeply.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Oh god!\" she said louder than she intended, but quickly hushed her voice, \"I've   \n  \n  \ngot to get out of here!\" She mumbled as she began stuffing her books haphazardly into   \nher bag. Her feet and legs felt strange and clumsy as she stumbled out of the booth to the   \ncashier.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;This was way too weird, she never behaved this way. Grace had never felt like   \nthis before, a little horny? Sure, now and then, who didn't? But nothing like this, her   \nloins were engorged and burned with needful lust. Grace could feel the damp stickiness   \ngrowing in her panties.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Check, Please!\" She stood her wiping the beading sweat from her brow. Her   \nwhole body felt hot, sweaty, and uncomfortable. Impatiently, she stamped one foot and   \nsnorted, not even noticing her actions.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"CHECK!\" she barked out the demand. The blond waitress came quickly and   \ntook Grace's money when it was shoved into her hands. Grace left in such rush, she   \ndidn't collect her change, nor did she notice her waitress watching intently as she ran, a   \nbemused smirk on her face.   \n  \n\\* \\* \\*   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;As soon as Grace shoved her way out the door, Paige had her cell phone out and   \nhurriedly called Kelsey. She wasn't entirely certain what was happening, she had never   \nseen anyone react so quickly to the pills. Not even when she and the other girls   \npurposely overdosed to become horse-girls.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Paige wasn't exactly displeased. She didn't like the girl and this revenge was   \nparticularly sweet, as sweet as her victim's scent. Paige's stallion-enhanced nose was   \npicking up a distinct hint of mare in heat, even minutes after giving the dose. She fought   \nthe stirring in her own loins.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Hello?\"She heard Kelsey say on the other end, \"Paige? What's up?\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"I, uh, gave Grace the pills...\"Paige muttered still not sure what to say.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Okay, I guess we might see some results this afternoon,\" Kelsey said sounding   \ndistracted, \"I got to study, so...\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Ah, she dashed out the diner pretty quick, the changes have already begun,\"   \n  \n  \nPaige said as collected Grace's used plate and glass from the table. The booth reeked of   \nyoung mare, forcing Paige to fight her impulses.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"What?\" Kelsey was surprised, \"Are you sure?\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"The stallion-sense is tingling...\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"But she can't be, Paige. Wait, just how much did you give her?!?\"Kelsey   \ndemanded.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"A normal dose! Okay, maybe a tad more, but not enough to, you know, do this,\"   \nPaige stumbled, not liking the accusation, \"I think...\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\"Ah, geez! We've got to help her!\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"What? Why? I thought this was the whole point?\"Paige objected.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Not like this! We're going to have a freaking mare-girl running around on   \ncampus! Do want the whole town to know about this?!?\"Kelsey snapped.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"No, I guess not...\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Look you've got to follow her! Make sure she doesn't make a scene! Try to get   \nher to transform someplace private,\" Kelsey commanded, \"I'll try to help as soon as I   \ncan.\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Well, I've got work and...\" Paige muttered none too keen on the idea.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Follow HER!\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Ah, yes ma'am, I'm right on it,\" Paige answered as she heard Kelsey hang up her   \nphone with an exasperated grunt.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Paige sighed and went in search of the manager. It's true, Paige thought as she   \nprepared to follow the transforming girl, no matter how macho the stallion thinks he is   \nthe mare really is in charge...   \n  \n\\* \\* \\*   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Grace dashed across the campus, trying to ignore the warm feeling between her   \nlegs. She merely grunted as she bumped into people, trying to avoid eye contact if at all   \npossible; particularly those of the male persuasion. Even their scent seemed to drive her   \nwild.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n\u0026nbsp;She was horribly embarrassed by what she had done in the diner. Grace had   \nalways prided herself on her self-control, but the feelings, the desire... She couldn't   \nexplain it; it was pure animalistic lust, a kind of basic instinct.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Her clothes were truly beginning to hurt by now, digging into her skin. Her bra,   \ncontaining her small, A-cup breasts, dug into her back and front. Grace's skinny jeans   \nwere unforgiving, providing little room for the relentless expansion of her bulging   \nbuttocks. Her shoes felt much the same, as if they were fighting a merciless growth of   \nher body. Grace felt as if her entire body had turned against her, punishing her for some   \nunknown deed.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"OOOF!\"Grace grunted as she ploughed into yet another young man, his scent,   \nhidden beneath a thick layer of aftershave and body spray drove her body to rebel to   \neven worse heights. She felt her clitoris and labia twitch and writhe to an extent she   \ndidn't know they could possess.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Hey!\" The boy barked, \"Watch where the hell you're going!\"Looking at her, he   \nrecoiled, \"What the fuck is wrong with you? Get away from me freak!\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;Grace watched in shock as he ran away. Freak? Just what is wrong with me! As   \nthe boy left in a rush, Grace dropped her backpack to the ground and stumbled her way   \nto the nearest building.   \n  \n\\* \\* \\*   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Her scent's stronger now,\" Paige thought as she walked across the university's   \nsprawling campus. Not only stronger, but more feral, animal-like. Grace was rapidly   \nlosing her humanity.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Paige stopped and made a show of adjusting the skirt of her waitressing uniform.   \nIn reality, she was feeling powerfully aroused by Grace's scent. The girl obviously in   \nheat one of the usual effects of the pills. Paige never would have guessed the stuck-up   \ngirl would have such a sexy odor; it was far stronger than any of the other mares of her   \nherd.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;At least she assumed so. None of the other girls got her to respond like this when   \n  \n  \nshe hadn't taken any pills. It had been a week since she had last gone equine. Just the   \nthought of that night, when she fucked Gina's brains out in her backyard, it brought on   \nmore urges and desires, and most surprising, changes to her body.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;She could easily recognize the coming changes now, the swelling growth of her   \nclitoris, the lump of her incoming tail; they were all very familiar now. Never, until now,   \nhad they come without her taking the pills first.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Paige quickly recognized Grace's backpack where it lay on the ground. Picking it   \nup, she was nearly bowled over by the mare's scent. Paige could feel her new   \nappendages adding inches, and patches of palomino fur sprout in her groin and up her   \nbelly.   \n  \nGrace had to be close, but where?   \n  \n\\* \\* \\*   \n  \nGrace pushed her way inside the nearest building, thankful that it happened to be   \nthe Lipizzaner Theater, which was almost always empty on a typical school day. She   \nmade for the nearest restroom, hoping to find some relief from her straining clothes, and   \nperhaps diagnose just what was happening to her.   \n  \n\"Oh-oh my god!\" She shrieked when she saw her reflection in the mirror, \"This-  \nthis can't be happening! It isn't real!\" Grace couldn't recognize the creature in the   \nmirror, a creature with dark, rubbery lips, and its face bulging into a distorted muzzle. Its   \nnostrils flared as it breathed and it ears, located on top of its head and covered in brown   \nfur, laid back in fear and surprise. A white shock of hair had grown through the middle   \nof her own hair. Was it any wonder why the boy had reacted the way he had?   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;She raised her hands, and feeling the morphing flesh and bone confirmed her   \nfears. It truly was her; she was this strange being whose reflection she saw. Grace also   \nfound her hands had also changed her middle fingers enormous, the nail thick and hard.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Why?\" Grace asked the reflection, \"Why is this happening to meeee?!?\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;RRRIPPPP!!!   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;A cool draft swept over Grace's expanding rump, and twisting to look in the   \n  \n  \nmirror, she found that the seam along the bottom of her jeans had at last given way and   \nher altered hands offered no means to hold them up, her torn pants slipped to the ground.   \nAny sort of modesty was simply impossible now.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;A tail! She had grown a tail! Unnoticed during her race across campus, it was now   \na foot long, covered in silky white and brown hair. It arched upwards in its new found   \nfreedom. Below she saw her taught panties, transparent in their dampness. She saw her   \ntransformed vulva, now pale pink rather than her normal soft brown.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;The sight of it drove her wild, and she groaned in nearing orgasm and as her body   \ncontinued to be racked with transformation and growth. Grace's cracked as it grew   \nlonger, her blouse tearing as her torso thickened. Her pert breasts steadily drifted   \ndownward, slipping underneath her bra, all the while the sensitive nipples growing   \nlonger, developing into nourishing teats.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\"Make-mahhhh eh sthop!\" She whinnied as she struggled to remain upright, her   \nfront hooves sliding on the sink. Grace wept as she watched her long black hair fell   \naway to be replaced with a glistening white hairs of her mane.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;The realization finally struck Grace when her face had changed enough for her to   \nrecognize what it was becoming. Of course! The tail, the hooves! She stomped on her   \ncrumpled sandals.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"NEIGHHHH!!!\" The loud bellow reverberating in the tiled room only confirmed   \nit! A horse! She was becoming a fucking horse!   \n  \n\\* \\* \\*   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Paige burst into the theater the scent driving her mad. The stallion was almost in   \nfull control now, her simple skirt tented up and damp from her erection. Her swiftly   \ndeveloping testicles pumping hormones through her body, Paige was no longer looking   \nfor a sniveling college girl, but for a mare in need of a mate.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;\"Make-mahhhh eh sthop!\" Her swiveling ears easily caught the shout and she   \nmade her way to the women's restroom, a palomino tail swishing below the hem of her   \nskirt and her hooves, still wrapped in stretched socks, had slipped free of her sneakers.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n\\* \\* \\*   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Grace placed a hoofed hand to the mirror as she watched her humanity slip away.   \nHer skin remained mostly intact, and she resisted feeling impressed by the muscle   \nrippling beneath her sweaty hide. Her human skin wasn't to last, however, as a fur coat   \nof white and brown slowly spreading from her extremities inward.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Grace's expensive designer jeans were in ruins, as was her blouse and bra, though   \nthey still hung to her body. Miraculously, her white panties remained intact, stretched to   \ntheir limit, tucked below her thrashing tail.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;Her needs continued to grow, the desperation for a mate was stronger than she had   \nimagined possible. She rubbed her sensitive breasts with her furry arms. They had   \nshifted lower down her belly, and were continuing their migration. She stroked her over-  \nstimulated labia, through the fabric of her panties, and still could not find her desperately   \nneeded orgasm.   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;With a loud bang, the restroom door slammed open. \"NIEGH!!!\" She screeched in   \nterror. Twisting her long neck, Grace couldn't believe what she saw. A creature much   \nlike her, with hooves, neck, muzzle and tail! All much like her own, though the   \nnewcomer was clearly male. The powerful pheromones wafting her way told her that,   \nbut the 4 inch shaft, was difficult to ignore. It proudly lifted the skirt she wore.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Yes skirt... that skirt! From the diner! It was the waitress! The same   \nmetamorphosis had happened to her! But how, what was going on?!?   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;The waitress watched her, nostrils flared and eyes wide. Grace dropped to all   \nfours, lifting her tail in presentation, her body rebelling against her will.   \n  \nWhat am I doing?!? NO!!!   \n  \nThe waitress came, stumbling barely able to remain upright herself, but placed   \nherself on Grace's back, her palomino furred limbs grasping her around the middle.   \nGrace felt the massive penis slide against her wet panties and cum slicked buttocks as   \nthe waitress began thrusting. Part of her wanted the garment to hold firm, to protect her   \nbut another, stronger part, found the delay intolerable. She shifted her stance and the   \n  \n  \nstallion finally found entry over the waistband, slipping into her wet cunt, her virginity   \nvanishing with a grunt and the panties sliding to the floor.   \n  \nGrace felt the stallion's body continue to grow, the waitress' blouse and skirt   \ntearing and ripping apart. She also felt her pelt continue to grow and her hooves growing   \nstronger as the last remnants of her fingers vanished. Muscle continued to grow and   \nbones strengthen, but she paid them little heed, however, her mind in stupefied bliss. At   \nlast she had found a suitable mate.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\\* \\* \\*   \n  \n\"So how did this all happen?\" Gina asked, still confused by the strange turn of   \nevents, \"The pills, I mean, we can still take them, right?\"   \n  \n\"You can,\" Kelsey answered, \"I'm not touching another one, ever.\"   \n  \nThe pair was once again at the white washed fence, watching the horses. Yolanda   \nstill grazed peacefully with her young filly April, but now another horse joined them, a   \nsmall brown and white mare.   \n  \n\"So let me get this straight, Paige transformed because she took too much?\" Gina   \nsaid.   \n  \nKelsey sighed, she understood Gina's defiance. The pills were addictive or at least   \ntheir results were. But the consequences were too high. Kelsey had deposed of every pill   \nshe could get her hands on.   \n  \n\"Sort of, Paige took too much on a regular basis. Eventually, it built up in her   \nsystem,\" Kelsey could feel tears stinging her eyes, she missed her friend dearly, \"The   \nhormones eventually triggered her... permanent change.\"   \n  \nPaige was currently at another farm; her beautiful palomino coat and perfect   \nconfirmation were too much for local breeders to ignore. Kelsey, as Paige's official   \nowner as well as Grace's, had been reluctant, but the costs of caring for a pair of horses   \nwere high, particularly for a college student. She simply couldn't turn down the stud   \nfees, and Paige was more than willing to provide.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"But what about Grace? She only took the pills once,\" Gina looked at the little   \n  \n  \nmare she and Kelsey had found in the theater restroom along with the stallion Paige. The   \npair was nuzzling one another gently, nibbling the other's withers. The stallion's massive   \nshaft hung flaccidly, getting ready to cover the mare once again, while the mare's rump   \nwas covered in her own fluids and Paige's cum, Gina recalled with more than a little   \nenvy.   \n  \nKelsey sighed, knowing full well her part in the taking of the young woman's   \nhumanity, \"Turns out you're never to take the pills ingredients out of the capsule. It's a   \ntime release formula, no capsule, no time release. Grace received more than day's worth   \nof effects in a span of minutes.\"   \n  \nKelsey shook her head, if only they had known. Their pill provider had been quite   \nexplicit on the phone. He intended these pills to provide a performance boost to athletes,   \nnot as a play thing for silly girls. He had no cure for those fully transformed, and he did   \nnot expect to be contacted again. Kelsey had no intention to.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Well,\" Kelsey pushed away from the fence, \"I'm going to go check on Paige,   \nwanna come?\"   \n  \n\"Ah, no, no, that's alright,\" Gina answered not looking away from the horses,   \n\"You go on ahead.\"   \n  \nKelsey shrugged, \"Alright, I'll see you later.\"   \n  \n\"See you,\"   \n  \nGina waited until she heard Kelsey's car leave, then pulled a sandwich bag from   \nher cut-off jeans' pocket. It contained many capsules filled with a green substance.   \n  \n\"You can do whatever you like Kelsey, but one more time won't hurt anyone...\"   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe End   \n  \n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/786830-pills-part-5.json"}