The day we changed
Added 2024-09-13 03:20:35 +0000 UTC"Naa-a-aahh," she breathed. "Haa-a-arder..."
No one knew what was happening...first it was a normal day at the office, then everyone was screaming, braying, squawking, barking...everyone was turning into animals for seemingly no reason, and losing all semblance of self-control in the process.
She wandered the halls for seconds which felt like hours...every cubicle she peered into featured lewder scenes of debauchery. Ken from accounting mooing as he bent Brenda over her desk, or Peter grinding his canine rod against the cushion he normally sat on...he shot her a hungry look that made her dart away as fast as her changing legs would take her.
She knew she was changing too, but her mind was in such a haze that her precise form didn't register...not until she saw Mark, with his nose sliding forward into a snout, horns curling from the back of his head, his feet twisted into hooves. He gazed back at her with the same look in his eyes, and she knew both their fates were sealed. An instant later she was a grunting, baahing mess, dimly aware that her hands were dwindling away into useless hooves, but unable to think of anything but the big, strong goat who was breeding her...
