Sweet Revenge

This took a while.  Lots of different animals are always difficult for me.  In case you're wondering, as you read, the delivered foods include:  "Bitch Cookies, Mare Muffins, Cockolate Eclairs, Cow Tails, Fish Waffles (taiyaki), goat cheese"  The last of the last round of poll winning snippets!  I hope you enjoy!

The book was stolen from her great grandmother, a kindly old woman who lived alone on acres of land bordering a massive forest run wild with an array of plants and animals never before seen in the lands beyond.

Jennifer stared at the book with eyebrows pulled together just beneath curling blonde bangs.  Her studious face, marked with flour and dark flecks of ground spices, was taut with tension and restrained anger as she scanned the page while stirring the mixture in the large bowl in front of her.  She set her wooden spoon aside before wiping her face and mouth with her bare arm.  Her tongue tasted cloves while she reached into the bowl to massage the dough with her fingers.  Finally, she pulled it out to knead and spread on the flour scattered over the counter.

She'd spent the entire day in the kitchen, sweating as the oven worked continuously and, even now, cookies baked behind her while eclairs cooled on a rack to the side.

The oven dinged, causing her to jump.  She half expected her Nan to appear from nowhere to screech at her for stealing the tome. It was dusty and old and had been locked away in the attic of the old woman's house, unused for decades, but Nan was sharp with an unnatural ability to sniff out anything out of place, whether in her home or in someone's behavior.

Setting aside the dough, she washed her hands quickly before snatching the cookies from the oven with thick mitts.  She let them rest on the counter while turning off a lit front burner.  As carefully as she could, she swiped a knife through the icing set within the glass bowl suspended in the pot.

The oblong eclairs bulged subtly on one end with two vaguely rounded corners on the other.  She spread the warm icing over each of them in turn until all eight were covered.  The knife went back into the bowl and she smiled while scratching the corner of her lips.  Flakes of spicing fell away from her long fingernail to coat a thin line of dark icing she spread from the corner of her mouth to her lips.

With the cookies cooling, she returned to the dough, stretching and kneading and massaging until it was flat and coated in flour.  She worked quickly, adding what was needed until all was finished.  She pulled pieces from the dough, flattening them to add store bought red bean paste and then rolling them to seal them up.  Each piece was compressed in a fish-shaped mold and set aside to fry.  They were supposed to be made more like pancakes but she couldn't find the right mold to cook them on the stove top.  She transferred each carefully in a wire skimmer to the waiting oil to fry them before putting them aside.

Sweat poured down Jennifer's face.  She wiped it away and licked her lips as she handled the last taiyaki to place it carefully on a waiting plate.

A clear bag held black frosting within a tall jar.  She unscrewed the lid and pulled the bag out, tying one end before cutting the tip.  Jennifer frosted the cookies slowly, starting with an oval outline, dotted by a closed circle and spreading out in wider and wider lines before building on top, back and forth until each was covered in a spade-like black design.

The last dessert was the most difficult - rolled chocolate with a sweet confection of powdered milk.  She took a deep breath, wiped her face and mouth and got started, eager to be done before nightfall.

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Brakes squealed as Zoe slowed behind the car in front of her.  She turned slightly, following the old Toyota as it pulled to the curb and her tires scraped against the concrete, causing her to wince and hiss.  She adjusted her angle and then stopped, parking the car and removing her keys.  The engine ticked loudly when she slid out of her car into the cool night air.

"Hey Abigail," Zoe called out when her friend opened her own car door to step onto the street.

"Heeeeey Zoe," Abigail said, bowing her back in a short stretch with her thumbs pressing in just above her ass.  "Are we the last ones?"

"I think so," Zoe told her as she moved to join the other girl.  "I see Daniela's car and I think Luna was getting a ride with her."

"One last hurrah, huh?" Abigail said while they walked together.

"At least for me," Zoe replied.  "I have to start packing the day after tomorrow and then I'm off to college."

"Lucky," Abigail sighed.  She pulled her glasses down with one finger before rubbing the bridge of her nose.  "I want to go out-of-state, too."

"Parents, huh?" Zoe asked.  They turned onto a curving pathway that led to the front door of a large well lit house.

"Yeah.  I tried arguing with them again but they're already pissed that I'm going for a history major." Abigail explained.  She squeezed her eyes shut, fixed her glasses and sighed once more.  "I think they'd die if I moved away.  They're second generation, but they're still really into the idea that I'll take care of them."

"Sorry, girl," Zoe said.  "Maybe they'll loosen up once you're out?"

"Out?" Abigail laughed bitterly.  "I'm going to be living with them while going to college."

Music surged when the front door suddenly opened.

"Zoe! Abigail!" Naomi yelled.  "Come on in!  My mom wants to say hi!"

"Your mom?" Abigail asked while casting a look at Zoe.  "I thought your parents were out of town."

"They are - she's on the phone.  Video call," Naomi clarified while holding up her phone.  A dark, lagging video showed an older woman peering over her glasses.

"Hi, Mrs. Hendrickson," Zoe and Abigail said together in sing-song voices.

"Hi girls!" Mrs. Hendrickson yelled out.  "Zoe!  I'm counting on you to keep everyone out of trouble, okay?"

"Yes, Mrs-" Zoe started to say.

"No alcohol or drugs!" Mrs. Hendrickson continued.  "That was the deal!   I trust you, Zoe.  And no boys!  Period!"

"I promise, Mrs. Hendrickson," Zoe replied as she followed Abigail and Naomi into the house.  "It's not the kind of party."

"And you know my parents would kill me if I got into any of that," Abigail said.  "They're probably in a van across the street, watching the house."

"Great!  That'd be great!  That's what I want to hear!" Mrs. Hendrickson yelled.  She paused to take a bite from a cookie held in her other hand.  The video stuttered briefly before showing Naomi's father sitting up just behind his wife.

"No boys!" the man yelled out before taking a bite out of a long, limp piece of candy.

"No boys," Zoe agreed.

"I'm hanging up, mom," Naomi said.  She turned the phone around to stare at the screen while motioning for the two new arrivals to follow her after they took their shoes off.  "You've said hello to everyone and I walked around the house for you so you can see we're not hiding any guys under the couch.  Goodnight!  Love you both!"

"Okay, but-" Mrs. Hendrickson tried to say before the call ended.

"I lied; there's alcohol," Naomi told them.  "Just a few bottles of margarita.  I had John buy it for me.  Premixed and everything.  We're all eighteen.  'If we're old enough to die for our country, we're old enough to drink,' right?"

"I'm- I'm not joining the military," Luna said.

"None of us are, Luna," Zoe replied, patting her friend on the shoulder.

"Ugh, John?" Abigail said.  "He's not here, right?"

"No, he's not, and what's wrong with him anyway?" Naomi asked.

"He's kinda creepy," Zoe told her friend.  They walked upstairs together as they talked.  "He's liked you for years, even before you turned eighteen.  That's creepy, Naomi.  What is he, twenty-five?"

"Twenty-two," Naomi said.  "He just turned twenty-two.  I don't know.  I thought about dating him, but I'm about to start college.  There's so many other guys out there!  Or, you know."

"You know?" Abigail prompted.

"Yeah," Naomi replied vaguely.  Her eyes flicked to Zoe for a half second.  "Anyway, no boys.  I wasn't lying about that.  Just the girls tonight."

"How long has it been since we had a sleepover?"  Abigail asked.  "Two years?"

"Almost exactly two years," Naomi told her.

They crested the top of the stairs, walked down the hall and turned left through the open doorway into Naomi's bedroom.

"Hey Luna.  Daniela," Zoe said, nodding and smiling at both of the other girls.

"Hey Zoe," Daniela replied.  She smiled, but it faltered briefly before returning.  "H- hey Abigail."

"Everyone get comfortable.  I'm going to get the alcohol," Naomi announced.

Zoe bounced onto the bed, pushing herself back into the mountain of pillows lining the wall.  Abigail joined her at the foot of the bed with one leg hanging off.  Luna, seated on the floor, rolled to her knees and up to take a canvas chair set in the corner while Daniela took a beanbag chair in the opposite corner, behind the bed and mostly out of view.

Naomi returned shortly with three bottles cradled in her arms and stem glasses dangling from her fingers.  Abigail jumped up to help distribute the glasses while Naomi set all but one of the bottles down.  She poured a generous amount for each until Abigail told her she only wanted half of a glass.

"To life and the future!" Naomi said, raising her glass.

The other girls echoed her toast while lifting their own glasses.  They drank as one with Abigail and Luna gagging and hissing at the sharp taste.  Despite the initial reaction, the pair continued to sip slowly while the others easily drank from their glasses.  Naomi refilled her drink and then Zoe's drink when the other girl tipped her empty glass.

"What's the box?" Abigail asked, lifting her foot to point her toes at a pink box sitting in the middle of the floor.  "Donuts?"

"No," Naomi told her.  She stood carefully with her drink before sitting back down on the floor next to the box.  After another drink from her margarita, she opened the box, pulling the top back until it was flat against the floor.  "Pastries and candy.  My mom took most of them with her to share with her friends but she left one of each for us.  There wasn't a note or anything, but a few of her coworkers like to make things and share the extras so she thinks it was one of them."

Abigail giggled before covering her mouth.  Her glass was empty and she didn't complain when Naomi refilled it to the top, emptying the first bottle.

"It- it looks like-" Abigail tried to say until another fit of giggles took over.  Red touched her tanned cheeks.

"Like what?" Zoe asked innocently.  All the girls turned to stare at the lone eclair inside the box.

"Oh, come on," Abigail said.

"No, really, Abi, what's it look like?" Zoe prodded.  Her lips trembled but she held her stolid expression.

"It's a dick," Daniela said quietly.

Zoe barked out a surprised laugh before turning to look at the other girl.  Luna lowered her eyes while hiding her flustered look behind her glass.  She tipped the glass back and swallowed too quickly, causing her to cough.

"Daniela!" Zoe said but her voice was warm and it bubbled into laughter.

"Well, it is," Daniela told her.  Her eyes darted left and then right and then she folded herself further while holding out her empty glass.  "A little more, please."

"I thought we could each pick something," Naomi said.  "Or share.  There's a little bit of something for everyone and it looks homemade.  I've had her coworker's stuff before and it was pretty great."

"Reminds me of Jennifer," Luna said, breaking her own silence.  She shook her head when Naomi pointed the newly opened second bottle towards her.  "She liked to bake, too."

"Yeah, too bad she's a cunt, though," Naomi sniffed.

"Well, that's not nice," Daniela said.  "I thought she was nice when we all used to hang out."

"No, it's true," Zoe added.  "She used to date Greg until he broke up with her because she was a controlling bitch."

"Greg?" Luna asked.  Her eyes narrowed while the skin furrowed at the base of her nose.  "Greg Christensen?  The guy who dropped out and just kinda vanished?"

"He didn't vanish, he ran away," Abigail said.  She kicked her feet back and forth while trying to take a sip of her drink and then staring at the empty glass when she tasted nothing.  "More!"

"A month after breaking up with Jennifer," Zoe said darkly.  "We used to hang out sometimes.  I could see the pain in his eyes towards the end of it and I finally got him to tell me what was going on.  He cried while telling me how she'd hit him and scream at him over every little thing.  I was the one who worked with him to break up with her."

Naomi nodded along while slowly working on her drink.

"He was scared, even after he did it," Zoe continued.  Naomi filled her empty glass without asking and Zoe mouthed 'thank you' afterwards.  "But then I could see the stress lifting away.  He laughed more and just seemed more like himself."

Zoe rolled her glass between her fingers, staring at her reflection in the green liquid

"And then he was gone," she said, raising her glass to take a large drink. "I asked his parents and they said he left a note saying he was 'running away to find himself' or some shit."

"Do- do you think she-" Daniela ventured without finishing the question.

"Killed him?" Zoe asked.  She sat silently for several seconds.  "I don't know.  I don't think she has it in her, but, I don't know."

"Wow," Daniela said.  "Wow.  I had no idea.  I just thought you guys were having a fight."

"Sometimes I wish she'd try something," Zoe replied, her voice quiet.

"Okay, okay, come on badass, it's getting a bit too dark in here," Naomi said.  "Let's just all pick something out and eat.  Happy thoughts all around.  Who's first?"

They hesitated, dragged down by thoughts about Greg or simply being unwilling to take the initiative.

"Alright, then," Naomi said.

The girl reached toward the chocolate eclair, intending to use it to lighten the mood, but her eyes strayed to the cookie with the mountain of black frosting.  She grabbed it and eyed each in turn before biting through half of the cookie at once.  The flavor of the cookie was lost to the sweet, sugary frosting, but it was soft and it all melted in her mouth.  She moaned with exaggeration until she was done with the mouthful.

"Orgasmic," Naomi told them with a wicked smile.

"Christ, you're so overdramatic," Zoe said as she stood up from the bed.  She knelt and contemplated her choices before picking a large muffin with a marbled texture.

"Are those homemade cow tails?" Abigail asked. "Can you grab it for me, Zoe?"

"Sure," Zoe replied.  The long, cylindrical caramel candy bent under its own weight when she lifted it as tenderly as she could with the tips of her nails.  "Here you go, Abi."

"I love these things.  Caramel is my favorite," Abigail said.  She bit the end of it and sighed before scooting on the bed until her back touched the wall.  Her mouth worked and worked and worked as she chewed the caramel, rolling it and turning it with her tongue while swallowing the sweet powder squeezed from the center.

"I'll- I'll just have the goat cheese, please?" Daniela asked awkwardly.  She looked from one of her friends to the other to ensure nobody objected before taking the small block of pure white cheese.  She cupped it in one hand and retreated back to her spot to sit carefully next to her glass.

"Well, I'm not eating- I'm not eating that so I'll try the little fish thing," Luna announced.

"Oh, come on, it's just a- just a-" Abigail giggled and scratched at her belly.  She took another small bite of the cow tail, once again rolling it around in her mouth while chewing loudly and smacking her lips.  "It's just a dick-licious dough-nut, Luna."

Abigail's giggles broke into full laughter.  Her head swam from the alcohol and the magic mixing together and she leaned back with a satisfied sigh.  The girl's loose shirt shrunk against her body in subtle increments missed by all as her upper body began to expand.  Fatty tissue developed, pushing gently against her skin until her t-shirt outlined the bumps of her flat breasts and the small brown nipples centered on top.

Flesh rippled along Abigail's flat stomach.  She snorted, covered her mouth in embarrassment and laughed again while scratching the exposed skin.  Tiny rolls of fat appeared on her sides, above her hips.  Her belly slightly jiggled while bulging over the band of her shorts.

The tanned skin just beneath Abigail's belly button grew lighter in patches.  Her fingers scratched against the skin while she wiped tears away with her other hand.  A single vein appeared on the soft expanse of white skin as if burrowing through her flesh.

"It's muh- muh- muuh-" Abigail tried to say before shaking her head, unable to finish the sentence.

Tiny droplets emerged from the holes tipping the girl's left nipple until they combined to soak into her shirt.  She exhaled when the flat nub of flesh tightened, twisting while pushing outward.  Her right nipple followed until both dented her shirt, pulling the fabric away from the faint outlines of her tiny breasts.

Short, wiry white hairs emerged from her back, gathering over the end of her hidden tailbone before lazily spreading up her back, centered along her spine with a few creeping further to her sides.  Black hairs mixed sporadically with the white hairs in irregular circles.  She took another bite of the cow tail while shaking her head.  Her tongue thickened in her mouth.  It curled and pressed against the treat while her already short cuspids flattened and bones screeched silently, tugging at her cheeks and jaw to widen her face.

Abigail continued to scratch her belly until pressure formed within.  She pressed her fingertips into the smooth white expanse of flesh to gently massage her stomach, pushing and pulling.  A faint bump developed and a few rolls of fat tightened around the newly pronounced curve of her belly.  The pressure built until it turned to sharp cramps that made her lips twist in pain.

"Mmmuuuy stomach feels a little off," Abigail noted.  "I'm going to head to the little girl's room."

The nearly hidden curves of her breasts filled out, sliding against her chest.  She huffed, breathing through her widened nose when her nipples were dragged downward, bending as they continued to lengthen.

"Gross, Abi.  TMI," Naomi said.  Her tongue stretched to lap around her mouth to clean the crumbs littering her face.  The narrow tip flexed and curved, flattening itself before expanding.  "Use the spray!"

"Muhh- muhh- mind your own business," Abigail told her.  She wobbled, thrown off center by her swelling breasts and the weight pulling at her belly before righting herself to maneuver through the room and out into the hallway.

Naomi watched Abigail leave.  She lifted her chin, inhaling deeply and her tongue bounced beneath her lower lip.  The scent of milk, fat and rich, filled her nose.  Milk and a sharp smell that excited her.  Fine black fur grew from the backs of her ears and they twitched when they brushed against her hair.

What is that? she asked herself while breathing deeply.  The scent made her wiggle on the floor.  Air escaped her throat, slipping through her parted lips.  It compressed when her throat moved, shifting into a quiet whine.  Goosebumps erupted over body causing her to rub her arms.

Sharp wasn't the right word.  Her shrunken Jacobson's organ expanded as questing nerves reconnected.  The sudden rush of complex scents nearly dropped her to the floor and the river of pheromones left in Abigail's wake caused Naomi to clench her hands against her thighs.  Her nails cut tiny holes in her leggings.  The tips were bent and moving, pinching lengthwise into thick claws.

Drool covered the tip of Naomi's tongue.  She swallowed and sniffed loudly.  Abigail wasn't the only one with that peculiar aroma.  The others were beginning to exude the same scent.  It was faint, even to her newly sensitive nose, but still there and it left her panting and needy.

Naomi lifted her glass, pressing her lips against the opening while reaching her tongue inside.  The tip curled, cupping the alcohol as she brought her tongue back into her mouth.  Sloshing sounds filled the silence in the bedroom.  The other three girls were focused temporarily inward on strange sensations blooming within their bodies.  Naomi set her glass down before pressing her palms to the floor.

Blood coursed through her body, responding to her increasing arousal.  She whimpered, bowing her head and staring down at her crotch.  Now her own scent joined the others and her tongue dangled as she panted freely.  She swore she could feel her heartbeat in her clit as it grew engorged and slipped from the surrounding hood.

Twin bulges appeared in the tight black material surrounding her crotch.  Her head pounded and drool slid along the edge of her tongue to the tip, dangling before she swallowed.  A thin line appeared in the fabric between her swollen outer labia.  Naomi trembled and bent, reaching to try to lick herself clean, whimpering when she realized she wasn't flexible enough.  A third lump appeared when flesh gathered over her hood to surround her exposed clit in order to pull it down towards her labia.  She whined again and grinded her teeth together, scraping her canines when they began to lengthen.  The whine turned into a moan when her labia rubbed against her leggings and then folded, joining with the hood until her spade-like pussy was clearly delineated by the stretched fabric.

Naomi shifted her ass back while arching her spine until her pussy grinded against the carpet beneath her.  She rubbed her hands at the same time, scratching the itch of the padding forming over her palms.  The tip of her tail, still trapped within her waist, clicked every time she rocked back and forth.

Daniela shook her head.  She reached up to scratch at her temples and her nails scraped the hardened base of her horns.  Cartilage dissolved in her nasal bridge and the rounded bulges at the tips of her nose pulled flat against her face.

"Haa-aa- maa-" she bleated almost silently.  She felt flush and warm and confused, drunk almost - despite how little she'd had to drink.

The girl cradled her stomach, rubbing her arm back and forth and shuddering when she felt a strange sensation pulsing with every movement.  She pushed harder while squeezing her eyes shut, focusing on the pleasure she felt.  It was localized on her belly but it shot through her body, up to her chest and mouth and down, down, down deep inside her guts.  Her shirt lifted briefly to show two reddened spots just above the waistband of her old blue jeans.

"Ma-aaa-aa head feels weird," she whispered while scratching the curved tip on the left side of her head.

Tingling numbness tickled Daniela's feet.  Her eyelids fluttered open.  No white showed around her irises - the brown completely filled her eyes with a dark ring surrounding them.  She squinted down at her toes and her pupils vibrated, squeezing and compressing down to a horizontal black bar.  Her flattened nostrils flexed open and closed while black hairs grew around them, spreading down to her lips and up between her eyes.

Ragged gray toenails overwhelmed the ends of Daniela's bare feet.  She stared at them, confused but unable to understand what was wrong.  When she wiggled them, the bones stiffened and froze in place to show a gap between her second and third toes.  The hardened husks of her dark toenails clicked briefly before connecting, joining togetherinto cloven hooves.  She nodded.  That looked better.  That looked right.

Her arm slowed against her stomach until her fingers touched the swollen teats.  She moaned while tugging them.  Flesh swelled just above her ass crack, rising in a two-inch long bump that wiggled fiercely when she pinched her teats.  Her breathing was ragged but she laughed, slack jawed with her eyes focusing in the distance.  Black hairs pierced the flesh over her tail.

Daniela went to her hands and knees, waving her ass while crawling to the box of pastries.  Muscles built within her ass and her jeans strained as they tightened.  When she stopped by the box, she knelt and the seat of her jeans tore to reveal soaked panties pulled tight between her glistening pussy lips.

She smiled, lazily, lustfully while reaching for the eclair.  She wrapped her fingers around it while lifting it to her lips.  The tips of her ears folded, bending under their own weight when they began to stretch.

"Haha- aa-aaaaaHH," Daniela bleated.  Her ears flopped while the flesh of her philtrum puckered, pulling at her top lip to show her front teeth.  "Haha- look."

Zoe stared at Daniela with unfocused eyes but her head swung slowly back and forth.  Her nostrils expanded and she whinnied while rubbing her sore cheeks.

Daniela pressed the rounded tip of the eclair to her lips with an exaggerated moan.  Black hairs grew from her cheeks and the nape of her neck as she pressed the pastry into her mouth.  She moaned again but her eyes fluttered and she reached between her legs, surprised at how erotic it felt with the eclair in her mouth.  It wasn't a dick and she was a virgin, without any experience with a blowjob, but the sensation of it filling her mouth left her aching and trembling.  She pulled it free, scraping the chocolate icing and swallowing, moaning once more as she imagined it was cum filling her mouth.  And then pushing it back while shoving her head forward.  And out again, forgetting that she was putting on a mock show for her friends as her fingers slipped into her pants.  She felt wild fur, thick with tangles before touching her exposed pussy and then up to her hood, rubbing the clit hidden beneath.

The girl bit into the eclair, eating slowly while still touching herself.  Warmth flooded her body and she gasped, swallowing the last bite.

"Something's- something's wrooOOOOng," Luna yowled.  She crossed her arms over her chest and bent her fingers.  Wide, clear claws emerged from milky white sheaths tipping her fingers.  They tore into her shirt and bra to show fine rust-colored fur dotting her breasts and belly.

Daniela ignored the other girl, bleating when her clit swelled to escape it's hood.  Her free hand gripped one of her teats, pulling and twisting the wrinkled, elongated flesh as her udder slowly began to fill out.  And still her clit continued to expand until it grew painfully uncomfortable within her jeans.  She pulled her hand free to unzip herself and shove her pants down, exposing her three inch long clit.  Tiny veins marked the shaft while the smooth round tip opened to show a thin slit.  She closed her finger around the growing cock to pump it while her head throbbed and a new kind of pressure built.

Luna scratched her face, dragging her claws lightly against her swollen upper lip.  Holes opened in the skin as she scratched and clear whiskers forced the holes wider when they slipped free.  She hissed and turned her arm to rub it against her mouth until cream-colored fur, mixed with darker red fur, grew along her forearm.  When the new fur tickled her lips, she opened her mouth to drag her tongue against skin and fur.

Muscles pulled at her glottis, rapidly opening and closing them until her throat vibrated in a loud purring sound.  The papillae covering her tongue grew into hook-like shapes that latched onto the fur growing over her arm.  She lashed at herself and her tongue caught and stretched with every motion of her head.

The girl's intensely focused eyes narrowed into vertical slits.  Pale green darkened to emerald that spread, pushing the sclera away.  The rounded curves of her ears grew to peaks and folded while lengthening and moving along her head, rising higher and higher through her red hair.

"Nyooo," Luna groaned.  She hissed and pressed her hands to the side of her head, rubbing at the fur spreading over her cheeks.  Callus-like pink flesh emerged beneath her fingers, filling with fatty tissue in a slow progression that ended when her palms bulged in a wide triangular shape.

"I- I- I- OOOooooOHHH goooOOOOoooOOOD!" Luna yowled.

Liquid fire poured throughout the girl's spine.  She spilled from her chair, falling to her hands and knees with her back arched, trembling at an extreme curve.  Sharp orange hairs grew along her back, vanishing beneath her shirt before piercing the fabric in places.  She leaned back on her knees with her head raised and her eyes wide.  The fire burned through her skull and down between her thighs, erasing all thoughts beyond the need to be fucked.  She yowled again, slicing through her shirt and the bra beneath until both littered the floor beneath her.

Little pink teats covered Luna's trim belly.  They tightened as one and she gasped, dropping to her side and spasming while desperately trying to undo the buttons of her slacks with awkward, swollen hands.  Her claws tore at the front before hooking the zipper.  Cum soaked into the girl's pants and the stain widened.

"Fuck!  Fuck me!  FUUUUUCK MEEEE!" Luna screeched.  She kicked and pushed at her pants and panties until she was naked.  The segmented bones of her short tail, covered by thick flesh and fur, swayed above her when she rolled to her hands and knees.

Naomi whined.  She sniffed and went to all fours to crawl to Luna before shoving her nose into the girl's pussy.  Bones creaked in her jaw, cracking and pulling at the flesh when her muzzle began to take shape.  Luna yowled, her voice rising higher and higher until Naomi's thick ears canted down in a useless effort to lessen the noise.

Black fur covered Naomi's expanding muzzle.  She reached up, gripping Luna's orange and white furred ass with her own blunted black claws digging into the other girl's soft skin.  When she pulled back, strings of cum connected from the fur spreading over her short muzzle to Luna's dripping pussy.  Naomi licked herself clean and then dragged her broad tongue over Luna's sex from her swollen clit up to her furred asshole.

Luna yowled again and shoved herself back.  She gasped and sputtered as her hips jerked.  Her entire body was on fire, desperate to be touched.  To be stroked and clawed.  Her skin crawled over her shoulders and neck and she hissed loudly.

"Bite me!  My neck!  God!  Fucking! Fucking!  I need-!" Luna screamed.

Naomi, eager to please now, crawled over Luna's body, forcing her down.  She growled and latched onto her friend's shoulder, biting down while her tongue swirled over fur and skin.

"No no no no no!" Luna yowled.  "My- my pussy-!  I need-!  Why did you stop?!  I need-!"

Daniela's hooves thumped against the carpet.  She bleated as she knelt behind the pair of girls with her hand gripping her massive cock.  The smell of pussy overwhelmed her.  Pulling her.  Her own hand wasn't enough.  Wasn't enough to ease the pressure building beneath the throbbing organ.  She rubbed the tip back and forth against Luna's pussy before pushing and the catgirl's screech deafened all of them.  The lips opened to grip the cock, pulling it deeper and deeper until Daniela's udder pressed against Luna's ass.  She grinded herself into the girl, enjoying the way Luna's fur rubbed against her teats.

When Daniela pulled back, she groaned and grabbed Naomi's ass, raising it while bending her own elongated jaw to lick the girl's folded pussy lips.  Black streaks spread over the outer labia as Daniela forced her tongue between them and past the little hidden pink lips.  Naomi howled before dropping her head, panting and licking Luna's cheeks.

"This- this is- this is wrong," Zoe gasped.  She stood and staggered before falling onto her ass beside the three girls.  Her toes refused to move.  She stared at them and willed them to work, but they were useless lumps and only now did she realize the webbing between them was shortened. No - her own toes were shortened and merging together into one mass tipped by thick black nails that encircled the ends of her feet.

Veins stood out on Zoe's legs.  She massaged them and groaned as silky black hairs began to spread over her thighs.  Lines emerged on her legs as muscles developed and expanded. She groaned again when her shorts tightened against her body.  Cramps seized her ass, like knives through her flesh that made her cry out and reach back.  Her fingers brushed the hard bone of the base of her tail pushing against her lower back.  The straining shorts tore, exposing her bulging ass cheeks.  When her thighs continued to grow to match her ass, the legs of her shorts ripped completely.  She tried to hold them together but they fell to the ground beneath her.  Her panties appeared to be nothing more than a thong on her body, tight and narrow between her dark pussy lips.

Bones scraped together in Zoe's hips.  She whinnied as her pelvis shifted and her pussy lips stretched to ready her for the massive cock of a stallion.  She could feel the muscles inside almost tearing before strengthening and multiplying.  Her asshole puckered outward, pushing against the surrounding cheeks.

"Have to- have to get help-" she gasped.  Whines and yowls and bleats filled the room along with the shlicking sound of Daniela's tongue against Naomi's pussy and the wet slapping of her cock pounding relentlessly into Luna.

Zoe gripped the bed next to her while pushing herself up.  She stomped and her foot cracked against the backing beneath the carpet.  When she looked down, she saw the rounded curve of her hooves.  A few gaps showed unbroken flesh beneath, but she could see the keratin spreading, sealing the holes while connecting to her flesh.

She took a tentative step and almost stumbled until she placed her other foot.  Her heels pushed back from her toes, lifting her higher.  So concentrated was she on her feet that she screamed when she felt the long hairs covering the tip of her tail brush the back of her thighs.

Short glossy black fur enveloped her body.  Her ears twitched and then flicked while her tail whipped her legs.  It took concentrated, pained effort to move away from the little orgy.  Her eyes locked onto Daniela's red cock and she licked her lips while her widened nostrils opened and closed.  She whickered and shook her head and refocused her attention to her legs, placing one hoof before the other until she reached the hallway.

Abigail leaned over the sink.  She felt slow - mentally and physically, as if her own body weighed heavily against her, pulling against her chest and back and stomach.  Pinching pain erupted throughout her chest, causing her to groan.  Her shirt, already pulled tight against her body, molded itself to her breasts when they continued to fill out, sliding against the black and white hairs covering her body.

She leaned forward to lay her massive breasts against the cool sink with her forearms resting next to them.  Muscles twisted above her ass while nerves connected and new bones formed in place.  Thick white hairs sprouted from the bulge above her ass.

"Muuuuuuh-ch better," Abigail sighed.  Her wide simplistic smile was happy and satisfied but the longer stood in the position, the more aroused she became.  It felt good to be bent over.  As her face stretched forward, her glasses slid until they clattered against the sink.

Seams tore in the side of her shorts, breaking apart when her thighs and ass overwhelmed them. The seat of her panties were as thin as string, doing nothing to hide her sex.  She shook herself and her ass cheeks quaked, slapping together.  Every time they separated, the motion pulled her labia open to flash the glistening pink of her pussy.

"Muuuuuh!" Abigail lowed when bones cracked in her hips, lifting the angle of her pussy.

Milk soaked into the front of her shirt until it could hold no more and it began to leak, dribbling over the short hairs covering her breasts and down to the sink. Abigail tugged at her shirt.  It was a struggle to pull it over her head but it finally came through and she tossed it to the floor with a wet smack.

"Oh, that's not good," she said slowly when her milk continued to run.

Worse, she could feel a strange sensation deep in her belly - an odd fluttering and an unusual sense of fullness.  She reached down to her stomach to caress her udder, rubbing it gently as it swelled.

"Mmmmmoooooo," Abigail lowed.

Pleasurable warmth turned to an alarming heat and the soft white udder began to harden.  She lowered herself to her knees, resting on one hand before turning to the bathtub.  Her breasts dangled beneath her as she crawled, leaving a dual trail of milk until she pulled her upper body into the tub to let the milk gather there.  The position of being on all four with the edge of the tub resting beneath her breasts and her udder hanging free felt even better than standing bent over.

Her short tail swished back and forth while her toenails scraped the tile floor.  Her foot lengthened, toes pushing away from her heels while the nails thickened.  She reached a hand down to her udder, pulling one of the four teats awkwardly in an effort to ease the pressure.

In the hallway outside the bathroom, Zoe stomped, chipping the hardwood floor with every step.

"Abi- Abigail?" Zoe asked.  Her long ears tweaked and twisted while her tail flicked behind her.  She could still hear the moans and whimpers and the wet slapping of flesh and the temptation to return was difficult to resist.  "Abi-"

Zoe ducked as she stepped into the bathroom.  She froze and stared at the naked girl in front of her.  Abigail turned slowly and Zoe gasped.

"Oh my god!  Your face!" Zoe gasped.  White hairs covered Abigail's body, interrupted with large black spots.  Her elongated face was broad with a wet pink nose and pure black ears that arched away from her head.  And yet, she still saw traces of Abigail's face in the strange snout.  Zoe's eyes lowered to the huge, full breasts laying against the other girl's body.  The nipples were nearly two inches long and steadily dripping milk.  "And your- your-"

Abigail moaned as she sat back against the edge of the bathtub.  She spread her legs and reached down to the bulging white udder low on her belly.

"Zoe?"  Abigail asked slowly.  "Zoe, help.  Help muh- muuuuuuh- me."

Zoe clip-clopped into the bathroom. She knelt, reaching forward to take Abigail's hands to pull her up but the other girl pulled first, dragging her down to one of the dangling teats.  Zoe closed her mouth around it reflexively.  The teat was soft in her mouth and she couldn't help but lick it with her tongue.  She inhaled by surprise and the sucking pressure caused a stream of milk to spray her mouth.  Zoe's eyes rolled back while her eyelids fluttered.  She reached out blindly to grab the other teats and continued to suck.

"Yesss oh muhhh muuuuuuuh my god, yesssss," Abigail moaned.  She reached around her udder but the sheer size of it prevented her from reaching her pussy.  The girl whined in disappointment and, instead, grabbed a free teat to twist and pull.

"N- no, I- I-" Zoe gasped, pulling away. Milk dribbled down her long face.  Abigail cooed and slid while spreading her legs.  She reached up, placing a gentle hand against the end of Zoe's black nose to guide her down.  "N- no. NuuuUUuuuuUUH."

The whiny wavered on the edge of a whine.  She moved with the barest of touch from Abigail until the short whiskers at the end of her silky nose touched Abigail's slick lips.  Her thick tongue licked the offered pussy, eliciting a long, drawn out lowing moo from Abigail that rose into a scream of pleasure when Zoe forced her tongue deep into the other girl's pussy.

With one hand against the floor, Zoe reached her other hand down between her legs until she bumped into her own thick teats dangling just above her mound.  She shuddered as she gripped the dusky black flesh.  Her sensitive fingers explored the wrinkled skin and she shivered at her own touch.  When she pinched one of the two teats, she felt a spike of pleasure.  With her tongue plunging in and out of Abigail's pussy, Zoe's fingers rasped against her teat.  She stroked herself while squeezing periodically, driving herself more crazy with every passing second.

"Muhhhhh! MUH!  MUHHH!  MuuuUUUUUHHHHHH!" Abigail bellowed.  She kicked breaking a tile with her hoof while her wide ass slapped against the side of the tub behind her.

The girl gripped the mane of long hair on the back of Zoe's neck, lifting her head carefully.

"Let me," Abigail said.  "Turn around."

Zoe did as she was told, moving on all fours until her ass faced Abigail.  Her tail jerked up, higher and higher until it stood tall and her pussy clenched, winking over and over with strings of cum coursing down the black lips to the floor beneath her.

Abigail knelt, resting her udder on the floor.  She rested her left hand on Zoe's flank while placing her right hand against the other girl's elongated possy.  She mooed quietly while stroking the pussy and Zoe's tail rocked side-to-side, swishing in the air in anticipation.

Finally, Abigail folded her fingers and pushed, forcing her hand into Zoe's pussy.

"Aaah- ahhh- ABI!" Zoe cried out.  Her hooves cracked rhythmically against the floor while Abigail pushed her hand deep into Zoe's pussy.

"Shhh, that's a girl," Abigail crooned before pulling her arm back.  She lowered her left hand to her udder, panting as she shoved her right hand forward and tugged at teats with her left hand.  Zoe rocked back, meeting the thrust with eagerness.  Her tongue dangled from the corner of her snout while her bulging eyes rolled back.

Pink pussy lips gripped Abigail's arm when she pulled back.  She opened her hand slightly before shoving back, moaning when muscles clenched her hand tightly.  The smell of the pussy in front of her was maddening, as was the sight of thick globs of cum dripping to the floor, mixing with the milk she'd spilled when standing earlier.

Zoe whinnied, tossing her head.  Her curly black hair bounced while her mane waved.  She huffed and snorted and whinnied again before moaning loudly with a quavering voice that began to rise higher and higher.

Pressure crushed Abigail's hand and half of her forearm, trapping her in place while Zoe screamed from her orgasm.  The muscles loosened for half a second before tightening once more.  Abigail caressed Zoe's ass, stroking her lovingly and admiring the strength she felt in the other woman even with her trembling legs.

When Abigail pulled her arm free, Zoe bucked and kicked, breaking the side of the bathtub and temporarily getting her hoof caught.  She collapsed to the floor with her face turned to the side, gasping and shivering while staring back at Abigail.

A loud howl of pleasure, followed by a slightly louder yowling, made them both turn their heads to the bedroom.

Abigail pushed herself up using the edge of the bathtub.  She braced herself on the sink before offering a hand to Zoe to help her stand as well.  Both walked carefully on the slick floor with their hooves clattering loudly until they reached the hallway.

"Cock," Zoe said.  She shook her head.  Words were becoming difficult through the velvety red haze filling her mind.  "There.  Cock."

"Muuuuuuuuuuuh," Abigail moaned.  She held Zoe's hand as they walked through the hallway and into the bedroom.

Luna was on all fours, licking Naomi's pussy with her tail wrapped around Daniela's midsection while Naomi lay on her back with her tongue dangling to the side of her muzzle and her hands curled.  Her furred legs were wrapped around Luna's shoulders, locking her in place.  The dog girl whimpered and wiggled and then barked loudly when a small orgasm took her by surprise.

Daniela looked up at Abigail and Zoe when they entered the room.  A strange smile crossed her narrow snout.  She pulled slowly out of Luna who hissed but continued to lick Naomi's folded pussy.

Abigail knelt and then turned submissively, offering herself up to the throbbing, waving red cock.  Daniela bleated before slapping Abigail's ass and she wasted no time in plunging deep into the offered pussy.

Animalistic bellows, bleats, whimpers, whinnies, and yowls filled the room long into the night until, one-by-one, they passed out covered in cum and floating on waves of endorphins.

---

Naomi woke first.  Early morning sunlight streamed through the window. She groaned, staring at the ceiling with one cracked eye while trying to remember the night before.

I didn't think I drank- she gasped and sat up, staring down at her naked body.

A thick line of tan fur, mixed with gray, ran from her pubic hair and up, around her belly button before slowly tapering off and ending with a few random hairs beneath her breasts.  Small brown teats lay flat against her belly on either side of the fur.  Her pussy was nearly hidden by the wild tangles of hair, but the labia was distended enough to see the black, folded lips.  She reached back in a panic, sure she would feel a tail, but, instead, felt only a bump covered in hairs that grew up in a peak.

Dried cum covered her body and the fur on her belly.  She moaned and looked over at Daniela.  The girl lay with her leg crossed over Naomi's leg.  Daniela's clit was an inch long and red with a strange twisted tip.  Naomi whined and bit her lips with sharp little canines while scenting the air.  A small bump held two tiny teats low on the other girl's stomach.  Black fur ran in a strip down the girl's spine, ending in the tiny tuft of a tail.

Zoe's head lay on Naomi's thigh.  Naomi stared at the short folded ears peeking just beyond Zoe's curls.  Like Daniela, she also had a strip of fur only hers grew longer near the nape until it was a short mane of hair.  And, like Daniela, two dark gray teats bulged from a strange black udder.

Luna lay stretched out in a wide beam of sunlight.  Her ears were sharp tips and tiny fangs dimpled her soft lips.  Naomi groaned while staring at the lips, vaguely remembering them against her pussy.  Pink teats lined the girl's soft belly and her nails curved to short claws.  Orange and white fur randomly covered the girl's arms and legs with more dotting her back.

Abigail-

Naomi sucked in a sharp breath.  Abigail's tits were huge and, unlike Zoe and Daniela, her udder curved away from her belly with four long pink teats.  Where she was slim before, she was thick now, with soft thighs and a large ass.

She'd have to wake them and they'd-

Her eyes were drawn to Daniela's clit.  She sniffed the air and moaned while scratching at a few hairs growing on her side.

They'd have to figure out what-  They'd-  they'd have to-

Naomi whined while untangling herself carefully.  She knelt briefly before her spine bulged in a rolling curve from her nape to her ass, breaking her tailbone free and forcing her to all fours.  She crawled to Daniela with her tongue dangling from her mouth, stretching longer and longer until it lapped against the other girl's clit.  Daniela stirred and groaned, reaching for Naomi's head while her clit became engorged, hardening and growing inch-by-inch as black fur emerged from her body.  When it was big enough, Naomi crawled over the girl and lowered herself, whimpering when the cock spread her open.  Fur spread down her cheeks.

The sounds of rutting woke the other girls in turn.  Startled shrieks and curses slowly turned to moans.  Arousal brought changes that stayed until, hours later, they wore themselves out once more.

---

Jennifer grabbed plates from the dishwasher to set the table.  Steam wafted away from the freshly cleaned dinnerware, cooling as she grabbed what she needed.  They fixed their own plates of food and ate quietly.  When they talked about their day, Jennifer told them she'd spent her time baking and a sly smile crossed her lips.

After dinner, all three sat on the couch to watch a movie.  Jennifer found herself distracted without knowing why.  Her parents giggled quietly on the other end of the couch.  She glanced their way a few times before returning to the movie.  When she looked again, they were kissing deeply with their hands exploring their bodies.

"Gross!  What the fu- heck!" Jennifer yelled.  She leapt from the couch and raced to her room with her hands against her ears to block out the sounds of her parents making out.

Minutes later, laying back on her bed, she frowned.  Jennifer reached up to touch her forehead when a feverish heat flooded her body, but she couldn't feel a difference in temperature.  She hummed and glanced at her phone, unaware of her hand sliding down beneath her pajama pants.

Fur pierced her skin as she toyed with her clit.  She gasped and moaned while swirling the slick little nub as it began to grow.  Her other fingers rubbed her labia when they filled out and folded and an animalistic whimper escaped her lips.  Skin flaked away from her forehead when the flesh hardened and layers upon layers gathered before curling into horns that parted her hair.  She writhed and licked her lips, scratching the delicate skin with the hook-like papillae that covered her tongue.

Heat filled her, scorching her body while veins stood out low on her belly.  The pink flesh grew white before bulging. Milk filled her growing udder, forcing her to adjust her hand as she grasped the cock growing from her clit.  Four wrinkled teats wiggled as they lengthened.  She could feel the pressure building as she squeezed and stroked herself and her heels drummed on the bed.  Toenails flowed over her feet, sealing her toes into two lumps and the start of her cloven hooves.

Jennifer yowled and turned to her side when her tail jammed into the bed.  It curved as it grew, sliding over her ass before coiling around her thigh.  She gasped, her breathing erratic, one hand rubbing the swollen, folded lips of her pussy while the other stroked her cock.  The release was immense and she screamed as ropes of white cum flung over the fur growing over her belly.  She felt it splash against her udder and her cheeks and her closed eyes.  She moaned, smiling and opening her eyes to show horizontal irises set in a furred face expanding in a muzzle.

The girl froze while her chest heaved.

"N- no," she gasped, struggling to stand.  Her udder pulled her off balance almost as much as her growing breasts.  She staggered over to her desk to stare into the mirror.  "NO!"

Her slowly diminishing intelligence searched her mind for what happened while the heat eroding her mind forced her to shove a hand down between her thighs.

The dish- dish cleaner- thing, she realized.  She had washed everything together in the dishwasher.  Everything she's used in baking together with plates and forks and knives.

A loud howling made her long ears twitch towards the living room and she groaned as she lowered herself.  Her trembling hand, covered in cum, grabbed her cock to stroke it slowly while whining loudly.  She tried to resist, but it was impossible.  Her mind was slipping and the heat was too powerful.  She yowled while grabbing one of her breasts to pull it up to her muzzle, lapping at the freely dripping milk with a long, broad, rough tongue.

---

"Haha, oh, you're so big," she said as he turned her.

"Get down.  All fours," he growled in her ear.  "All fours.  Down."

"Oh yeah?  You like that?  You gonna fuck me on all fours?  You gonna- aahhh!" she cried out when his sharp teeth bit into her shoulder.

Soft fur grew over his belly as he pushed her down, grinding his cock against her ass.  The tip rubbed over and over before slipping inside and she cried out while shoving back.

"God- you're- god!  You're huge!" she screamed when his knot inflated and stretched her, threatening to force her open.

"Mount you," he growled.  "Gonna.  Gonna breed you.  Bitch.  My bitch.  Jennifer.  You bitch."

"Greg?  Who's- oohhHHHH who's Jenni- OH GOD!" she screamed when his knot slipped inside, locking them together.

Fur pierced the nape of her neck and a low growl issued from her lips as he began to pound into her with short, sharp thrusts.