Juniper Ch. 02

Despite her sweater, the crisp air outside her apartment made her gasp with a sharp intake of breath.  She could feel the tiny vibration of muscles deep beneath the base of her ears as they struggled to flick and lay back - a ghost of a motion from when her changes were far more progressed than they were now.  She rubbed her still-human ears instead before shaking her chestnut hair in order to provide cover.

A chill wound through the gaps in her clothing and she paused, wondering if she should turn back to find something warmer.

The apartment was inviting behind her.  Safe.  Enclosed.  Her bed was there and she could almost feel herself laying in it, slipping beneath the covers nude to-

An image formed in her mind, conjured by the sudden fantasy.  A picturesque barn in the middle of rolling green hills.  It was tall with white trim and red paint like every farmhouse from every movie she'd watched.  Her affliction drove her to research cows in order to understand them in the hopes that it would help her through the changes and desires.

It had been a disaster.

The first time started innocently enough.  A quick search led her to pages detailing the differences between cows.  She should've known it was a mistake when the pictures appeared mid-page.  Farmers tending to the cows.

Paragraphs about breeding.

The changes began immediately and she was too engrossed to try to fight back.  Her eyes picked out the words on the page while her hand slid down between her growing thighs to brush her bulging pussy lips already throbbing from the idea of being bent over a block of wood, shackled and tethered with tubes attached to her breasts.  A soft moo sounded when her fingers slid easily into the wetness and her chair groaned as her expanding waist pushed against the arms.  

She couldn't stop scrolling and reading and imagining.  The chair popped when she'd leaned back to make room for her udder's growth and the slow expansion of her breasts.  She'd hunched over as the weight pulled at her and her elongated nipples brushed against the smooth skin of her udder.

The farmer would test her, checking her milk.  Sampling the slow drip from her udder before sucking an entire teat in his mouth while sliding a hand around her ample, expanded ass to brush her distended pussy.  He'd torture her by sampling from each teat while his wife sauntered in, tsking at her husband before she smacked Juniper's ass and knelt to pull at one of her two inch long nipples, pulling and squeezing the dark, sensitive skin until a sharp stream of milk expressed and the woman knelt under her to massage her engorged breasts.

She woke the next day, covered in milk and her own cum with random memories of the torrid evening spent masturbating and using whatever object she could to satisfy herself.

It was a fantasy she couldn't stay away from.  It would creep back when she lay alone at night, watching a video on her phone while masturbating.  Her body began to yearn for the changes she held back and her eyes would glaze over.  The random man fucking her from behind in her imagination would bend her over and over and over until she felt the padded wooden beam and the soft click of the neck brace and arm cuffs.

She'd be forced to look down at the hay on the floor as the lavish apartment became the barn.  Her breasts would fill as pressure built in her stomach and the man placed a hand on her side, sliding it slowly as he walked behind her until he placed both hands on her ass.  He'd knead her gently and the skin would soften around his fingers as she filled out.  She'd moo loudly when he spread her apart, blushing when she felt the strings of cum connecting the thick cheeks.  Her moo would turn into a bellow when she imagined his cock against her back, rubbing her short tail before sliding down, bumping over her asshole and practically slipping inside her pussy.  But once inside, she'd grip him tight.

While the imagery was vivid enough and powerful enough to immediately begin the transformation every time it crept past her defenses, it was the words she'd inevitably hear that drove her wild.

He'd tell her, between grunting while pounding into her quaking ass, how fertile she was when she'd turned and how he'd planned to keep her perpetually pregnant in order to increase her milk production.  Fucking her constantly and taking turns with his farmhands when necessary, especially after she was pregnant and her sex drive was even worse.  He didn't care who the father was, just that she was knocked up.

As she changed on the bed, lost in her fantasy and writhing and knocking her hooves together while twisting to allow her tail to grow, she felt the burning desire for what he was describing to her.  Her mental capacity dropped when the first of countless orgasms ravaged her and all she could think about was waiting, held in place with cum and milk dripping to the hay covered dirt floor beneath her - waiting for whoever would take their turn next with her.

Juniper staggered in the hallway outside of her apartment until she hit the cold iron railing lining the hallway.  She hugged herself while nibbling on her lower lip.  Holding it in.  Desperately holding it in.

Goosebumps rose along her back and the brown fur surrounding her spine lifted in response, from the nape of her neck to the base of where her tail would grow.  

The milk from her nipples, soaked into both sports bras now, grew cold from the biting air.  She could feel it radiating over her chest but, worse, her nipples flexed in response to the cold, as if a lover dragged an ice cube along the dark, distended, wrinkled flesh.

Hold it in, she pleaded with herself as her arms coiled tighter around her body.  She could feel it rising inside her and the miniscule muscles at the base of her ears vibrated again.  The antihelix within her ears flattened, pushing her ears through her hair.  Distracting her from her already wavering concentration as the sharp ends of her hairs clawed at the sensitive skin.  The whorls within her ears flattened while the curled helix surrounding the edges of her ears opened.

"Muh-" Juniper gasped, clutching onto the railing while bending over and squeezing her eyes shut.  "Mmmmm."

She needed it.  She knew she needed it.  It was a release of a kind.  An obsessive tic that refused to dissipate when held.  Juniper swallowed and cleared her throat but still it persisted and threatened to grow worse.

The girl leaned over the railing until it pressed against the slightly hardened skin low on her belly.  She grit her teeth while casting a quick glance and her ass automatically shoved back, as if excited by the position and with a mind of its own.

"Muh-" the girl gasped, swallowing once more.  Her eyes rolled up to show whites and her mouth opened wide.  Enamel screeched as her canines withdrew, the points widening slightly until they matched the nearby incisors. 

"Mooooooooooo," the girl lowed as quietly as she could, knowing that it wasn't quiet at all despite the open hallway.  Her body stirred at the sound of it but she stamped down as her ears flicked to show her frustration.

Clear whiskers created nearly invisible holes beneath her bottom lip and down.  Pure sunlight highlighted them briefly with a warm glow as they spread over her chin.  Juniper brushed the back of her hands against her lips  The touch of the delicate whiskers made her sigh.

Something moved at the edge of her vision and she looked down to see a man standing in the open courtyard below her, staring up at her with open confusion.

"Christ!" Juniper gasped, pulling back out of his view.  Fresh drops of milk expressed from her compressed nipples from the quick movements and a tiny oval dark spot formed on the front of her dress as the milk from her right breast soaked into it.

What did he see? She asked herself while sliding over to the column near where she'd stood in order to spy on him.  The small bone of her tail wriggled within her hips as she nervously watched the man walk to the opposite side of the courtyard, away from her apartment.

Juniper brushed the wet spot on her dress before bringing her finger up to her mouth.  She bit lightly while licking the skin but it was too faint for her to taste.

"No," she said, shaking her head before wiping her hands on her dress.  She was starting to be forgetful and distracted, a sure sign of the progression of her changes that inevitably lead to a euphoric animalistic haze that was impossible to think through.

As she steadied herself on her heels and walked down the corridor, she pressed a hand to the girdle at her midsection as if to hold it together.  There was additional pressure there, a warning that withholding future urges would cause her transformation to accelerate.

The click-click-click of her heels on the concrete lulled her back to her fantasy but she ignored it, pressing her lips together firmly while breathing through her nose.

She hated heels normally, preferring her flats or gym shoes.  While her work would've frowned on wearing athletic shoes during the audit, flats would've been perfect and far more comfortable.

Since her first change, wearing heels had become a guilty pleasure and one she chose willingly lately.  She could've worn the other shoes but-

Once more she pressed her hand to her stomach as she made her way down the steps to the ground floor.

The heels forced her to the balls of her feet, heel off the ground.  It reminded her of walking on hooves.  On her hooves, changed and clip-clopping through the apartment before collapsing on the floor or her bed.  

They were her secret thrill like the voyeur walking around town in a short skirt with no panties, waiting for the right moment to expose herself.  Nobody would assume anything about them until they exposed themselves but she would know.  And she allowed herself the excitement of it despite the danger the idea posed as a trigger.

The idea of walking around town, changed and nearly mindless with her breasts and udder on display and her sex available to all was-

Juniper coughed and massaged her stomach.  With her palm against her dress she could feel the prenatal girdle expanding and the skin beneath straining.  It was brief, thankfully, but enough that she began to walk faster.

A small group of people hovered around the bus stop.  She vaguely recognized a few that were regulars but the others were new.  Some glanced up at her before looking back down at newspapers or phones but a couple lingered, eyeing her widened hips and the obvious curves of her breasts.  She blushed while avoiding their gaze and walking wide to stand just behind the covered stop.

Her reddened face wasn't from embarrassment alone.  She ducked her head while breathing slowly and deeply as the mental image of her naked and changed in the middle of a busy intersection formed once again.  It dissipated only to be replaced by the thought of lying in a lush green field while rough and sweaty farmhands walked by, staring at her with obvious erections.  Waiting for their breaks in order to use her to-

"Fuck," Juniper whispered, shaking her bowed head.  Her ears stretched slowly, dragging through her hair until the very tips peeked through her silky tawny strands.  The muscles at the base of her ears tweaked and her ears angled slightly before snapping straight once more.

Sudden noise surrounded her as the people began to gather their belongings.  She glanced up to see the bus three blocks away, stopped momentarily at a further bus stop.  It lumbered to a start as everyone began to form a proper line.  She waited until they were finished before sneaking to the back.

The bus screeched to a slow stop before hissing on hydraulics to lower itself.  Juniper's face fell when she saw how full it was.  People were already standing and there were two more stops along the way to her work.  As the line moved, she patted her hips, stomach and chest as subtly as she could before taking her bus pass from her wallet.

Although she didn't recognize the bus driver today, she nodded with a quiet hello before turning to see where she should stand.

The back, she told herself, nibbling at her bottom lip.  The clear whiskers rocked back and forth until she released her lip.  Away from everyone's eyes and I can use the back door to get out.

She walked carefully.  The bus' flooring was grooved and caught her heels awkwardly, threatening to pinch them in place with every step.  The front of the bus lifted with a sigh as the doors closed and she swayed from the movement, bumping into a young man.  He looked at her, his eyes studying her figure for a moment before he turned back to stare at the window.

Juniper continued to walk, touching the back of the seats to help keep her stable.  Hands and hips brushed against her and she found herself growing warm at their touch.  She slid through the gaps of standing people but found herself subconsciously staying close to them and she bit back a moan when an arm brushed against her chest.

Finally, she reached the back to stand in a cluster of people.  An older gentleman stood directly in front of her while a middle-aged man was just behind her to her left.  A girl, a college student based on the logo on the shirt she wore, sat back against a pole on her right.  She smiled at both before turning and laying her hand on the seat next to her.

She could almost feel the breath of the man behind her.  She was sure it was imagined but her skin prickled just the same.  

He stood behind her and she couldn't even remember his face.  Just a short, unkempt beard.  Maybe blond hair.  In casual clothes.  It didn't matter, she told herself.  

The bus bumped over a pothole and the man's hand brushed against her hip.

"Sorry," his voice said from behind her.

Muscles pulled in her hip, lifting the bone caught within.  It was growing.  She could feel the peculiar crowding sensation it made before it emerged from her back.  It was a complex mixture of sensations, as if she needed to use the restroom but also as if someone were gently fingering both her ass and her pussy at the same time.  

She breathed deeply once more through her nose. In and out.  In and out.  The bone expanded while the muscles moved, pulled by forming tendons and ligaments as they shifted higher.  The crowding lessened, replaced by a throbbing ache low in her back.  Her loose dress, chosen to hide her widened hips, concealed the lump of lightly furred skin that covered the tip of her tail. More brown hairs began to grow and the fur thickened.

The itch was maddening.  It pulsed deep in her hips and outward.  Her breathing quickened as she tightened her grip on the seat to keep from scratching herself.

No, oh no no no, she said as her eyes widened.  She ducked her head and swallowed.

Another bump made a few passengers complain.  When the man's hand didn't touch her again, she found herself more disappointed than grateful.  Yet another bump shook the cabin and she moved slightly, sliding as best she could on her heels.  Backwards and to her left.  Using the motion of the bus to hide her movement.

Stop, she told herself when she realized what she was doing.  

It was bubbling up within once more.  She coughed lightly and her knuckles grew white on the plastic handle backing the seat.

Her leg brushed the man's pants and her body turned on its own.  The itchiness of her tail was forgotten, replaced instead by the echoed pounding of her heart from her engorged pussy lips.  Despite the panty liner, she could feel a streak of wetness on her bare skin and she swallowed once more.

Please, not here, she begged internally.  Please.

Invisible hands rested gently on her upper body.  They pushed but she resisted while licking her lips and swallowing again.  Muscles gathered in her tongue, expanding slowly until her mouth felt full and awkward.  Clear liquid raced down her leg and when the ghostly hands pushed against her upper back once more, she obliged, leaning forward while slowly pressing her ass back.

She could feel the man's slacks brush against her dress.

Not... not here, she thought before gasping quietly.

Juniper found herself flexing her pussy over and over in a vain attempt to rub the swollen lips against her tightened panties and the liner itself.  

"Mmmmuh-" she whispered, swaying backward when the bus bumped over something in the road.  She added to the sway while spreading her legs and she felt a small bulge nestle briefly between her ass cheeks before pulling away.

Four spots darkened on the slight curve of her udder.  The spots grew soft on the hardened, smooth skin.  Milk duct orifices opened as the tiny teats took form, bubbling outward before compressing against the girdle.

The lump low on her back stretched, pulling the tuft of fur.  Stretch marks vanished beneath short brown hairs that grew from the newly exposed skin as the bone beneath the skin forced it out into a blunt rounded point that tapped lightly against her body.

"Mmuuh-" she groaned as quietly as she could when the fur on the tip of her tail brushed against her bare skin.

The outside edges of her ears stretched by millimeters while folding slightly.  Skin grew up from the back of her jaw, flowing into her ears to thicken them.  Their new weight pulled them down briefly until the muscles strengthened and forced them straight.

Passengers grumbled once more as another bump jostled everyone.  Juniper pressed back, forcing her pussy against the man's cock.  More of her cum traced a ticklish trail down the inside of her thick thighs.

"S- sor-" the man started to say until she turned back to look at him with eyes dull from lust.  She lifted her ass slowly, rubbing him.  His hand twitched, raising briefly as if to touch her but he kept it still.

The bus swam in her vision when she turned to face forward.  Sounds came to her delayed and her heart pounded in her ears.

"Muuuhhhhh," Juniper lowed quietly while grinding against the male behind her.

Her dress lifted, dragged upward every time she rocked her hips.  Her teats lengthened beneath the girdle, sliding against her udder as milk welled from their tips to soak into the fabric.  Her heavy, blue-veined breasts expanded in turn and the wet spots on her bras expanded before seeping into the dress.

The man's cock hardened against her and she sighed happily.  She wanted him inside but she could wait for him to do it.  It was right to wait.  To be patient for him to take the lead.  He would fuck her when he was ready and she would have to wait like a good submissive little-

"What the hell!" the bus driver shouted while slamming on his brakes and on his horn.  

The noise combined with the violent jerking sensation to pull Juniper back from the brink.  She stood up straight with red flaming cheeks of shame.  Apologizing to those in front of her, she walked to the front with only a short backwards glance.

The man's erection was clearly visible in his jeans and a thin wet spot was centered in the middle of his girth.  Next to him, the college girl had her phone up, recording the scene with a knowing smirk. 

Juniper snapped her head forward to keep it from being caught on video as she stepped quickly to the front.

Goddammit, she cursed herself.  Goddammit!

She spent the rest of the ride alternating between berating herself and running through mindless mental calculations to keep herself distracted from the needy throbbing between her thighs.  

When the bus stopped near her work, she hustled off without a word, pushing through the waiting crowd until she was alone on the sidewalk.  

Her feet tingled with numbing pins and needles.  She glanced down to see her toenails having overgrown the tips of her toes.  

"Goddammit," she said out loud, flexing her toes as she walked in hopes that it would halt the progress of her hooves.  "God.  Dammit."

Her thighs brushed together, squeezing her slick lips.  Over and over and over and over.

Juniper leaned against a nearby building, gasping for air.  Her head pounded and her ears twitched while she pressed against her lower stomach.  The girdle was growing tight again.  She looked ahead at her office building a block ahead and knew she couldn't make it.

With a quick glance around her, she slipped into the alley in front of her, hustling past loose trash until she reached the massive garbage container set against the dirty brick wall on the other side of the alley.  She ducked beside it, turning to press her back to the wall while spreading her legs and pulling her dress up to her waist.

Light brown hairs covered her thighs.  She cursed silently before grabbing the panty liner. She pulled it free and dropped it before immediately shoving her panties aside.

Strings of cum dripped beneath her and the smell of sex flooded the area.

"Mooooooooooooo!" Juniper groaned, allowing herself to say it loudly as she shoved three fingers into her pussy.  

Her cum splattered her legs and the ground as she finger-fucked herself sloppily, shoving her ass forward while slapping her fingers deep inside. At the same time, she shoved her upper body back against the rough wall, scratching her spine and the fur that covered it as well as her shortened tail.

"Breed- breed mmmeeeoooooooo-" she moaned while forcing a fourth finger inside.

Prickly brown hairs emerged from her mound.  She squeezed her hand, pinching her swollen pussy lips before plunging her finger back inside, pounding frantically into herself as the hairs multiplied and spread.  They crept down to her slick lips to join the hairs covering her thighs and her cum flung to coat them.

Juniper's tongue flopped freely until she turned her head to rub her forehead against the wall.  She grunted and huffed while scratching her brow over and over to soothe the dull ache of her horns growing in place.  Thin layers of bone, covered by keratin, grew from two spots on opposite sides of her head.  The skin covering them grew reddened and inflamed.

Her orgasm overwhelmed her.  Powerful muscles within her sex expelled her fingers and a thick stream of cum-flecked clear liquid as she squirted.  Her tail slapped her ass and she bounced against the wall until she fell to her knees with her hands grabbing the hem of her dress at the last moment.

She could feel herself dripping to the ground beneath her as she panted and groaned from the aftershocks.  With no other option available, she brought her hand to her mouth and her thick tongue lashed at it to clean the taste of her pussy.  She moaned and her eyes fluttered while her hips began to rock once more until she shoved her hand into her mouth and stilled her waist.

The prenatal girdle slid upwards, unable to completely contain her udder as it filled out once more.  Juniper moaned as the two lower teats flexed and then spring free.  She pulled her hand from her mouth to tug at the girdle but it was no use and she worried she'd play with her teats if she didn't start moving soon.

Just- just get into work, she thought as she fixed her panties in place and pulled herself up.  Avoid everyone and get to the bathroom.  Clean yourself up.

The smell of her sex followed her when she stumbled through the alley and onto the sidewalk.  She prayed none of her coworkers were around as she rushed as quickly as she could on her heels.  

The warm air of the office building soothed her when she finally made it inside.  She immediately made a bee-line to the elevators and then stopped to wait for the three people already waiting.  They held the door for her but she waved and gave a weak smile that faded when the doors closed.  She immediately hit the call button with her clean hand while eyeing the lights to see which would arrive first.  When one chimed and the door opened, she rushed to it and began pounding the button to close the doors, ignoring the loud "hold the elevator!" from someone rushing her way.

When the elevator doors closed, she sank back against the wall with a sigh.  Her scent filled the small area, strong enough to make her wonder if she had time to touch herself again.  She knew she absolutely didn't but the thought still bubbled up and her hand twitched.

A ding sounded as the doors opened.  She ran through the doors and down the hall, slowing when she reached her office.  The receptionist wasn't in yet and the glass wall showed nobody walking within the waiting area so she used her hip to open the door and slip inside.  Their cubicles were low walls that let her see who was here but only two people were in and they were focused on their computers.  She breathed a heavy sigh of relief while click-clacking over to the private bathroom.

Juniper pulled her dress up to survey the damage.  Fur reached her knees now and she was completely covered in her cum.  She grabbed the package of sanitary wipes from the back of the toilet and began to carefully clean herself, throwing every wipe into the trash until she reached her pussy.

Now she worked slowly, biting her lip painfully hard to ignore the urge to pleasure herself when the cool wipes touched her incredibly sensitive sex.  She cleaned the dense fur around her lips and then pulled pieces of toilet paper to gently wipe between.

Finally, she stared at her panties.  They were drenched and useless and impossible to clean.  She stretched them and pulled them down, careful not to let them touch her body until she stepped out of the twin holes.  And then she stared at them, wondering what she should do.

Her nostrils flared, widening fractionally as she sniffed at the heavy scent of her sex.  Drool filled the corner of her mouth and her arm moved on its own, pulling her panties to her lips.  Closer and closer until she pressed the wet strip of cloth to her lips with a moaning sigh.  She rubbed them against her mouth, rubbing them against her full lips.

"Muuhhhhhh," she moaned until she couldn't take it any more.  She opened her mouth and shoved her panties inside to suck her cum from them.  Her blunt molars gnashed against the fabric while her thick tongue tumbled them and she slid to her knees on the floor.  The invisible hands returned pressing her down until she was on all fours, as was proper.  

Fur moved against flesh as her tail lengthened a full inch and the tuft on the tip pressed against her taint.

A single drop of milk fell from her front of her dress.  She felt her milk come in as her breasts grew hot and heavy and hard, pulling at her back while she held herself up on hands and knees.  The girdle strained against her udder but it held and she moaned at the pain it caused when it bit into her side.  She reached up to loosen the strap slightly and the pain subsided.

"Are you okay?" a quiet voice asked from beyond the door.

"Yuhh-" Juniper tried to say while shaking her head.  She spat her panties to the floor and swallowed.  "Yes.  Out.  Out in a minute."

A pool of her cum covered the floor.  She sighed as she pulled herself up on the sink, staring down at the mess she'd made again.  She cleaned herself once more before wiping the floor.  Her dress, bought purposefully to be loose for when she began to change, was tight against her breasts now and she could clearly see the bulge of their curves despite the two sports bras.  Her panties went into her purse, deep into the bottom and she sprayed the entire room with air freshener, nearly gagging as she stood beneath the shower of little particles.

"Just an hour," she told her reflection in the mirror over the sink.  She lifted her bangs to see the little mounds of her horns, only the diameter of quarters at the moment.  "You'll go first and then you'll make an excuse and go home.  Just an hour.  Just an hour."

With a deep breath, she opened the door and stepped out with a fake smile.  Nobody waited for her so she moved quickly to the breakroom to get a cup of coffee.  The caffeine would help her concentrate and make it through the morning, even though she despised the taste of it.  They were supposed to get a brand new machine in with flavored varieties but it hadn't come yet.

Soft voices echoed from the front of the office.  She turned to see a younger woman, early thirties with fiery red hair and fair complexion walking beside her boss.  Juniper turned back to the coffee machine while pressing her palm against her stomach.  Her hand brushed a teat, lingering a moment before she snatched it back.

Steam rose from her cup but she brought it to her mouth to take a careful sip while wrinkling her nose.  Despite the taste, she knew she needed to drink it all because she could feel her thoughts slipping and she needed to be sharp not just for the audit but to hold her changes back as well.  

I shouldn't, she told herself while staring at the cup.  But, does it matter at this point?  It doesn't.  It won't change anything.

Juniper glanced around the office but the auditor was being led between the cubicles in order to be introduced to the heads of the various departments.  With no eyes on her, she left the breakroom and turned right, glancing again around the office before slipping into the supply closet.  She pressed her back against the door to keep it closed before pulling up her dress, bundling it in her hand until her slim udder lay in the open.  With her arm holding the dress up, she gingerly touched one of the two exposed teats.  

"Mooooo," she said, purposefully this time as a treat to herself.  Vocalizing while changing was a small yet pleasurable feeling.  She pulled at the teat, twisting and pulling over and over with her head back against the door and her mouth open in ecstasy.  Her knees weakened as she continued to milk herself until she finally felt the jet of liquid spray into her coffee.  The black liquid slopped over the side as a second stream of milk filled it and the color began to change to a pleasant caramel.

It was difficult to let go but she finally did and her teat lay erect as she dropped her dress.  She sipped her coffee happily this time, sighing as the warmth of her milk filled her.  Before she left, she grabbed a pad of paper to excuse her use of the closet before walking back into the breakroom.

"And this is the head of our accounting department, Juniper Miller."

So named, she turned, nearly spilling her coffee as she stood face-to-face with her boss and the auditor.

"Sally Gist," the woman said while extending her right hand.

"Oh, uhh, hi," Juniper said, setting her cup down to shake hands.

"I'm told I'll be meeting with you first?" the woman asked.  "I'm already set up in the conference room so as soon as you and Mr. Howard are ready, I'll be ready to go."

"Oh, yes, definitely," Juniper said while clutching her pad of paper beneath her breasts.  She felt warm milk against her nipples and areola and her fake smile widened in response.

"She emailed you a selection of files," her boss said.  "Why don't you grab them so we can make the process as smooth and quick as possible."

"Sure thing!" she said too loudly before walking quickly from the room.

Click-clack.  Click-clack.

Juniper looked down to see her toenails expanding.  Her big toes were merging with the toes next to them as the nails began to turn to hooves and she realized only now that she couldn't feel them.

"Do you mind if I get some coffee as well?" the auditor asked.

"I'll have the receptionist bring us both cups," Mr. Howard said from behind Juniper as the girl rushed to her desk.  Her short tail squirmed against her ass while she fast-walked and she felt fur dragging against fur.  Her hand reached back until she realized what she was about to do and she clutched the pad once more.

It took time to find the files as Juniper grew more scatterbrained.  Her anxiety and increasing changes fueled her distraction but she pushed through until she found what was needed.  She held the stack of folders beneath her bosom, resting her heavy breasts on the files for temporary relief before walking to the conference room to drop them off.  The auditor smiled her thanks before returning to her laptop to type.

With the files retrieved, she walked back to the break room and froze.  Her cup was gone.  A sense of dread filled her but she ran to the sink in the hopes that someone thought it was an old cup and emptied it to be washed.  The sink and the dishwasher were empty.

"Oh, shit," Juniper whispered.  She swallowed, licked her lips, rubbed the nub of her horn and hurried to the conference room.

Ms. Gist held a cup of caramel colored coffee against her lips.  She sipped from it before setting it down but took it back up to take a longer drink.

"I'll have to get the brand of coffee you use," the woman said, finally setting the coffee cup down and adjusting her glasses.  "It's very good."

"Oh, sure, I'll try to get that for you," Mr. Howard said.  "Ms. Miller, close the door and have a seat.  We'll get started."

"It's very good," the auditor said.

And then she giggled.  Mr. Howard glanced her way with a slight frown but Juniper felt her stomach drop.  

Shit shit shit shit shit, she cursed internally while maintaining her smile.  Shit!

She remembered her own first time and how quickly it happened.  And the aftermath.  Her mind raced, struggling through the fog beginning to permeate her thoughts.

Maybe the coffee- no, goddammit.  Her smile faltered as she remembered she was turned by drinking tainted coffee as well.  The absurdity of it all was enough to almost make her laugh.

"It's hot in here," Ms. Gist said, pulling at the front of her white button-down shirt.  Sweat beaded on her brow while she shifted in her seat.  "Isn't it hot in here?"

"I'm-" Mr. Howard glanced at Juniper as if to ask for her help.

"M-maybe it's a little warm?" Juniper said, pushing her hand against her udder beneath the table.

"Well, I'll adjust the thermostat," the older man said, pushing away from the table and standing.

The auditor squirmed, rocking her hips side-to-side while rubbing her back against the chair.  Her shirt moved and the woman grabbed at her breast with a blissful sigh.  Juniper watched it happen and felt herself grow wet.  She hadn't seen anyone else change since she'd been with the damned black-haired woman.  The effect was incredibly erotic.

Ms. Gist's bra slid as it pushed against the front of her shirt, straining the buttons holding them in place.  She opened her mouth, head back and chest arched as she massaged her expanding breasts, clearly visible through the wide gaps between the buttons.

Juniper shot a glance at Mr. Howard to see him finally reaching the thermostat.

"Mmmmmuh," the auditor moaned.  The hand gripping her breast slid around to the front of her shirt and she pulled, undoing the buttons one-by-one until her still-growing breasts were freed.  Her meager bra disappeared beneath the expanding flesh but Juniper's eyes were locked onto the woman's nipples.

The woman's tiny, soft pink nipples were wrinkled and hard in the middle of her nearly white areola.  Scarlet threads of color filled her areola as they grew puffy and wide on her expanding tits and the areola began to darken further.  In the middle of the soft flesh, her nipples were lengthening, pink changing to rose, rose to soft brown as they widened and bent, flexing to the ground.  Milk dripped from their tips to stain the woman's shirt and skirt.

"Feeeellsss ssssoo goooooOOOOOO," she moaned, her voice lowering into an animalist lowing sound at the end.  

Ms. Gist bent while running her hands along her breasts to the tips of her nipples.  Her glasses slipped to the tip of her nose as the bones shifted in her face, dragging her cheeks forward into the start of her snout.  She circled her fat nipples with her fingers before squeezing them and pulling.  Her shirt pulled out from the back of her skirt to reveal a patch of red fur spreading from above her ass.

"Sooo goooOOOoOOO," the woman mooed.

Juniper pushed her chair to stand up, already in motion to grab the woman.

"What the- what the hell?!" Mr. Howard shouted from the corner of the room.

"Clothes- wardrobe- wardrobe malfunction!  I'll- I'll take care of it!"  Juniper shouted.

"You can take care of me," the auditor said, leaning back in her chair and spreading her legs.

Fabric whined on the other woman and her smile changed to a grimace.  She leaned forward with a groan.  The back of her skirt began to balloon outward as her ass expanded.  The growth shoved her forward and she fell to the ground on her knees, leaving a wet streak behind on the black office chair.

"Mmmmuuuuuhhhh!" the woman mooed again, shaking her head from side to side as a tear opened in the side of her skirt to reveal soft creamy skin and a few strands of red hair.  More grew, spilling through the gap until her skin was hidden behind thick curls of auburn fur.

Another tear split the top of the back of her skirt to reveal the questing nub of her tail.  It was stubbled with red hairs and already beginning to lengthen.

Juniper jumped at the woman, grabbing her up into a standing position and turning her until their breasts pressed together.

Fuuuuuuuuck, Juniper thought as the other woman's soft, bare tits rubbed against her.  

"Muuuuhhh- moooove," Juniper groaned, holding the woman and walking her while trying to shield her as much as possible.

"Want your mooooooo-" the woman tried to say.  She nuzzled against Juniper before kissing her collarbone and chest.  "Want your mouth on me."

Juniper stumbled as the straps broke on her heels but she caught herself hard on her small, short hooves.  She kicked the heels away to walk awkwardly on the tips of her toes while keratin flowed down slowly to the balls of her feet to provide stabilization.  

Warmth leaked into her side.  Juniper chanced a look as she pulled the other woman through the glass doors of the office.  

The other woman's shirt lay completely open.  Her belly was pure white with a soft pink center.  As Juniper watched, veins arose on the white skin.  Two pink teats, thumb thick and still growing, stood out on the center.  Two more teats flopped as they extended.

Drool filled Juniper's mouth at the sight of it.  She wanted nothing more than to suck from the woman's teats until she lost herself to the base urges beginning to rise within but she forced herself to keep walking as a small crowd filled the front office behind the glass windows.

"They're so hot and heavy and full," the auditor moaned, grabbing Juniper's hand to pull it towards her udder.  When Juniper resisted, the woman instead pulled it towards her breast and squeezed it with her own hand.  "So wet.  So wuhh- wuhhh- muhhhh-"

The woman pulled away when they reached the elevator.  She fell, catching herself on hands and knees, splitting her skirt down the side to reveal thick thighs and a round ass covered in scattered red fur.  Her panties were a narrow strip, pulled tight by her bulk.  She lowered her stomach, brushing her teats to the ground while raising her chest and her two long, dark nipples quivered as her short tail slapped her ass.  Her panties snapped to reveal her dripping pussy lips.

"MoooOOOOOOOO!" the auditor bellowed loudly, her tongue thick in her lengthening muzzle.  Her tail slapped her thigh loudly.

Juniper staggered against the elevators as she stared at the woman and her hand slipped down to press her dress against her own sex.  She stared between the woman's thighs to see the glistening lips expanding, filling outward as her hips opened to take a male of proper girth.  

The second of the elevators dinged and two men walked out, deep in conversation until they spotted the auditor stretching out on all fours.

"Christ!" one of them shouted.  "Fucking Christ, what the hell is that?!"

Ms. Gist turned and spread herself while lowering her chest completely to the floor.  For a moment, Juniper wondered if the two men would fuck the pair of them.  If they would breed both of them and milk them and-

She shook her head while licking her lips before snatching at the auditor.  She was heavier now, somehow.  It was more than weight distribution, some magic that added bulk.  The woman resisted at first but then stood when pulled to submissively go into the elevator.

Juniper slammed on the button for the top floor while pounding the button to close the door.  She only felt safe when the doors closed.

The auditor pressed against her, wrapping her arms around Juniper before kissing her with a soft grunt.

"Stop," Juniper moaned, turning her head as the woman kept kissing with her long snout.  "You have toooooHHH GOD!"

The other woman pulled at Juniper's dress and bras to expose her breasts and quickly took a nipple into her mouth.  This far into the change, her breasts and nipples were incredibly sensitive and nobody had sucked on them since that damned woman.  She fell to her ass and the auditor followed without stopping.  Juniper grabbed her hair as if to push her away but, instead, held her in place.

"Fuck, fuck fuck!" Juniper groaned.  She could feel her tail sliding beneath her and sweat appeared on her chest and forehead as the fur began to spread from the center of her back, growing thick as it crept to her sides. "Fuuuuuhhhh."

The elevator stopped and opened but Juniper stared at it senselessly, bucking when a small orgasm left her shaking.  The auditor pulled off, wiping Juniper's milk from the corner of her mouth.

"Have to- have to-" Juniper panted, pushing herself up by sliding against the elevator.  She took a step forward on her wide hooves and the auditor followed with a giggle.  

Lucidity was fading, leaving an overwhelming sense of need behind.  But she remembered she had to hide.

The top three floors of their building were under construction with open rooms, steel frames and tarps covering windows.  Cold sunlight streamed through the clear plastic as they fluttered against the wall.  The two cow girls walked to the back corner with Juniper supporting Ms. Gist when her toes joined together and her toenails grew thick and dark.

The auditor collapsed against an unfinished wall when they reached the end.  She spread her legs while slapping her jiggling, quivering thick pussy lips with her fingers plunging deep inside.  Although shorter than Juniper, her breasts had continued to grow until they nearly touched her udder.  Auburn fur, also longer than Juniper's short brown fur, spread along her torso as she grunted.

Have to- Juniper thought to herself while rubbing her own pussy as she stared at the woman.  Her horns cracked against her skull as they widened, breaking bone and keratin before healing.  Fire burned through the bridge of her nose and she knew, subconsciously, that her face was starting to change.  It would be the last of it and her humanity would flee until she was somehow sated.

"Help," she moaned, turning away.  

Have to- get help? She asked herself while stumbling away from the auditor.  She groaned, tearing at the straps of the girdle and it fell away, sliding against her body beneath the dress until she stepped over it.  The front of her dress slowly pushed outward in a bulge tipped by four rounded points.

"Someone there?" a rough voice asked.

"Help?" Juniper asked, turning in a circle.  She clutched at the front of her dress while rubbing herself.  A male was close by.  A male.  She hadn't had one while changed.  

"You okay?  Wait there, I think I see you," the man said.

"Heeeeelp," Juniper moaned while leaning against a nearby steel beam.

He came to her, removing his hard hat and brushing at the sweat soaked hair atop his head.  Concern filled his eyes until he reached her.

The man opened his mouth to ask what was wrong but she kissed him, deeply, holding his head with her hands before pulling one away to yank the front of her dress down.  He gasped when she released him but she yanked him back, shoving his face against her nipple.

Her milk filled his mouth and she felt him swallow reflexively.  He struggled for a moment but he held him in place until she felt him wrap his lips around her thick, long nipple to suck as hard as he could.

The orgasm was short, sharp and immediate and it brought her to her knees.  The man followed with a grunt, switching to her other breast while tearing the front of her dress and her sport bras apart.  His stubble dragged against the fur covering her tits and his hands roughly explored her body.

Finally he pulled away, squeezing at his massive erection.  He stared at her and sneezed before grunting.

"Fuck," he said, his voice rough and low.  "Can't- hard to- Fuck."

His pants bulged and he hissed until he yanked at them, tearing them easily when his biceps bulged beneath his straining shirt.  

Thick veins ringed his cock.  He stared at it and pawed and the ribbed length when it continued to expand.  It drooped under its own weight as the head began to pull into a blunt tip.

"Fuckin' somethin' fuuuuhhhhhhrrn!" he moaned, slapping at his forehead when the twin bulges of his sharp horns pierced his flesh.

Juniper tore at the remains of her dress before prostrating herself before him.  Her heart pounded as the male approached, huffing and grunting before falling over her on his hands and feet.  His massive cock slapped her furred back and she felt thick wads of his pre-cum soak into her.  As she waited, she spied Ms. Gist walking on slow, trembling legs towards them.  

"Muuuuuuuuurrrrrrr!" Juniper bellowed, shoving back into the man as he reared back, dragging his dick against her.

After ages, she felt the tip brush her ass before it lowered, smearing his own cum against her.  The auditor lay before Juniper, offering her pussy to be licked.  She obliged eagerly, burying her wide muzzle in between the girl's thighs as the man shoved into her.

Pain.  Stark pain as the massive cock split her open.  Her lips bulged around his girth until he was inside and pain fled to be replaced by pleasure.  She raised her ass while bowing her head until Ms. Gist gently dragged her head back up to continue licking.

The man pushed.  And pushed.  And pushed until he felt Juniper's cervix and still he hadn't bottomed out.  

"Gonna- gonna fuck.  Gonna fuck you," the man huffed.  "Fuckin' pound- pound you- fuck."

When he pulled back, he dragged Juniper with him.  His enormous cock combined with her tight muscles clamped the two together until she relaxed slightly to allow him to pull out.  She screamed when he pounded back into her.  Ms. Gist sat up to crawl around to him, cradling his massive balls while kissing and licking his cum-soaked cock as he slammed into the waiting girl.

Juniper tried to anchor herself the best she could but ended up sliding when her hooves gave no purchase.  She grabbed a nearby beam and wrapped her arms around it while screaming with pleasure with every thrust from the male behind her.  Her breasts slapped against her chest and arms while her tail tried to curl against the male's expanding waist.  She could feel his hands growing against her body and his strength only increased with it.  Their cum splattered against her fur and the blond fur growing along his stomach and thighs.

"Gonna.  Gonna.  Gonna.  Gonna!" 

He exploded within, flooding her pussy until she thought she'd burst from it.  Her muscles turned to jelly when he thrust once and twice more, sending her far over the edge.  She collapsed to the ground, kicking and bucking as she pulsed around his cock.

Thick white cum leaked from her stretched pussy lips but the auditor was there to happily clean it off.  Once finished, Ms. Gist wrapped her hand around the still exposed part of the man's cock.  She rubbed him quickly while he was still inside of Juniper, wrapping her other hand around him  when he licked the side of her muzzle in encouragement.  The woman mooed happily as she tugged and pulled and pushed.  The motion shoved the male's cock into Juniper in short thrusts that expelled more of his cum.

The male gripped Ms. Gist's wrists suddenly, holding her in place to stop her handjob as he came a second time.  Juniper collapsed to her side in a twitching heap with her eyes completely rolled back into her head.  She felt herself stretched almost beyond capacity, so filled was she from his cum and his cock.

"Mmmuuuuuhr," the auditor said, turning to offer herself next.

When the construction worker pulled out of Juniper, a seemingly endless gout of thick cum gushed out after him.  The girl bellowed and kicked before curling into a ball from another powerful orgasm.  Her pulsing pussy sent the male's cum spurting onto the floor behind her.

She needed something.  It was a lasting impression before her mental faculties temporarily fled.  It was important.  She needed something important.

Juniper turned to see the Ms. Gist on her back with her legs up and spread over her udder and the male over her, between her thighs.  She watched the other woman's fat pussy lips part and she drooled when she watched the male's flat-headed cock press into the other girl.

This.  This was what she needed, surely.  This was all she needed.  She was sure of it.  She crawled over to straddle the other woman's muzzle, sighing when she felt the tongue slip inside of her.  Her heavy tail rose, drooping for a moment until the male grabbed it hard enough to make her squirm.

He would breed her and keep her with calves while she shared her milk with others.  That was what she needed.

The powerful thought laced itself throughout her brain, tightening its coils within her limbic system until it would remain even when she awoke back in her human body.  A new desire to drive her to spread the joy of what she'd become to others.