Anthrats

Giving in to the moo

Added 2024-09-15 03:16:15 +0000 UTC

She bellowed beneath him, dimly aware that they were losing themselves, turning into little more than rutting beasts, but unable to muster the willpower to stop. Her new udder jostled with each thrust, slapping against her rotund belly...it was far from a pleasant sensation, but at the same time grounded her in the reality of being bred, which felt so right...she leaned back into him, eliciting a groan from the bull above her.

She felt his rough hands on her back, and her own hands gripping the dirt, and couldn't help but recognize them as alien appendages, not suited to their forms...some part of her was horrified at the idea of losing them, but so much more of her couldn't wait until they dwindled to hooves as their feet had earlier.

She drooled, and felt his drool glazing her expanding back...and mooed alongside her changing lover with abandon, relinquishing whatever remained of her humanity.