#donkey transformation

(A girl is cursed, her pussy transformed into a donkeys, now her lust is taking over her life)
F/F, humiliation/embarrassment , transformation, public sex, lesbian, lactation, cowgirl

Chapter 1

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/116788933782/gwyns-curse-chapter-1

Chapter 2

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/117299134702/gwyns-curse-chapter-2

Chapter 3 (You Are Here)

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/118189158592/gwyns-curse-chapter-3

Chapter 4

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/145015583657/gwyns-curse-chapter-4

Gwyn turned in terror, preparing to run from the pitchfork wielding mob rushing at her, but instead of a group of angry villagers there was just a girl. She was a pretty girl, brown hair that went well past her shoulders, skin a deep natural tan, large tits and flared hips. Gwyn eyed her bodily appreciatively, unable to look away from the sway of her hips or the heft of her breasts. Gwyn tore her eyes away from the other girls assets as she came closer, realizing she was ogling her. Looking the rest of the girl over, she thought that the brunette looked a few years younger than her, maybe eighteen or nineteen. She was wearing a tight fitting pair of jeans and loose salmon colored shirt, overall she looked friendly and approachable. The girl jogged over, flashing her a smile and said “Hey… I-I saw what happened in the store, I’m so sorry… my names Juliette, but everyone calls me Julie.” She laughed nervously and stuck her hand out in a awkward attempt at a handshake. Still stunned, Gwyn took her hand and gave it a confused shake. “I’m Gwyn… people call me Gwyn.” They both laughed awkwardly, and Julie gestured toward the road “Hey,lets get out of here, before anyone shows up.”

The girls walked down the street together, chatting about all things not her pussy. Julie was cheerful and talkative, and Gwyn was glad to have someone to distract her from the thought of the other pedestrians noticing her.‘It’s nice to have a normal moment in this shitty week’ Gwyn thought, trying to forget the supermarket 'I can’t believe Julie is even talking to me after what happened..’ She wouldn’t get to enjoy her reprieve long though, as eventually curiosity got the better of Julie, and she brought up the inevitable question “So… whats the deal with… well…you know… down there.” she whispered the last part gesturing downwards. Gwyn visibly deflated, she knew she would have to tell her at some point. Gwyn pointed toward a large empty parking lot across the street “That old warehouse is abandoned, lets talk over there, I don’t want any eavesdroppers.” She pulled the tan skinned girl to the other side of the road and they slowly made their way across the long lot in silence. The sun had come out while Gwyn was in the supermarket, and the chill of morning had faded into a hazy afternoon. They reached the building and went around to the backside of it, glad to be in the shade and off the now hot asphalt. The back of the lot was very open, but bordered by thick concrete walls, and it was unlikely that anyone would find them. Gwyn sat on a short flight of steps that lead to a locked backdoor, she held her knees tight to her and sighed deeply with her head down.

“Okay, so your not going to believe it, but I’m gonna tell it to you straight either way. I was cursed.” she started with her head still buried.

“I believe you.” Julie said with conviction, standing in front of her, and keeping eyes out for anyone coming around the corner.

“What?” Gwyn choked, unsure if her ears were working right.

“I said I believe you. My granny was from Mexico, she always talked about brujas and curses. Dad said she was old, and afraid and that those things were just stories, but I always believed them.” Julie said plainly.

Gwyn loosened her body, and looked relieved “Well that makes this easier then. I guess I’ll cut to the chase. I was cursed, and now I have a donkey’s pussy, and it’s getting really hard to control myself.”

“Wow… I know its really dark and big, but really? Why would someone give you a donkey vag, I mean, what happened, what did you do to get cursed?”

“I have no idea what the fuck I did to deserve this!” she shouted angrily. Julie looked startled, clearly not having meant any harm by her question. Gwyn frowned “I’m sorry… It.. It’s been quite the week..” Gwyn’s eyes started to tear up, and she tried to hold it in, but broke down into sobs. Julie rushed to her side and gripped her in a tight hug. “Hey! It’s okay” She whispered, sitting on the steps next to her. She tried to soothe the distraught girl “It’s not even bad looking really, so don’t worry about it.. your still beautiful”

“B-beautiful?” Gwyn asked with disbelief, looking into the dark brown eyes of the kind girl holding her.

“Yeah, beautiful.” Julie said with a smile. Gwyn felt emotion well up inside her and leaned forward and kissed the girl. 'She tastes like cinnamon’ Gwyn thought as she pulled back. Julie stared at her and she stiffened with fright, her mind raced as she wondered what she might be thinking, but Julie reached her hand behind Gwyn’s head, and embraced her with a kiss of her own, silencing her doubts. Soon the girls were grinding against one another, their hands exploring each others bodies as they kissed passionately.

Julie’s thoughts felt muddled, she couldn’t quite figured out why she was so horny all of the sudden. A strange scent was making it hard to think about anything but sex, and though Julie hadn’t really thought about having sex with a girl before, there was nothing more that she wanted more than to fuck the dark haired girl beside her. Julie whispered into Gwyn’s ear with a sultry voice “I want you so bad..”

It didn’t take much to get Gwyn going these days, and the sudden and lusty outburst from Julie had left her dripping wet. The pheromones of her juices had Julie hot with want as she inhaled Gwyn’s strange musky aroma. Julie pushed Gwyn back and straddled her, pulling off her white tanktop and exposing her perky breasts to the light. Gwyn’s nipples were almost painfully stiff from her arousal, and she let out a throaty moan as Julie slipped on into her mouth and pulled at the other. She released Gwyn’s nipples and pulled off her own shirt. “I love sucking on your tits Gwyn, there so hot..” Julie growled as she undressed. Gwyn’s turgid nipples ached for her touch as she watched Julie’s bra fall away, and her large breasts jiggled in place. There was no time to admire the temptingly juicy tits in front of her, as she resumed her sucking at Gwyn’s aching nipples. Julie sucked hard this time, drawing Gwyn’s stiff nipple in deeply. She writhed in Julie’s arms, and felt her wetness start to soak the steps in her sticky juices.

The thick musky air left Julie desperate for her, and she made the girl squirm in delight as she worshiped Gwyn’s perky tits. Gwyn could only imagine what that mouth would feel like somewhere else, that perfect tongue inside of her hot jenny cunt, those lovely lips puckered around her clit. Almost sensing Gwyn’s train of thoughts, she started to drift down her chest with the hungry look of a predator descending upon its prize. She neared the short black skirt and the ready pussy beneath it, and gave a teasing kiss right above the band. Gwyn whimpered, she didn’t think she could wait any longer.

Suddenly she tensed “W-wait!” she gasped “You c-can’t… I’m.. I’m not normal!” she tried to argue, but her needs left her weak and unable. She pressed a hand over Gwyn’s mouth “No more talk like that, you don’t have to be afraid of this.” she tried to console Gwyn as she lowered herself once more, unaware that Gwyn was halfheartedly trying to warn her. She moved her hand away and Gwyn bit her lip as Julie lifted the black skirt and got closer to Gwyn’s throbbing donkey sex. Julie stared at the dark wet lips of the other girl, feeling a moment of confusion. She knew that something wasn’t right, she wouldn’t just eat some random girl out after only knowing her for less than an hour. She couldn’t fuck that girl’s donkey pussy… could she? Gwyn feebly attempted to push her away, but Julie was lured in by the compelling scent, and she was not going to be stopped by Gwyn’s timid struggle. Her warm breath tickled at Gwyn’s slick folds, sending the pale girl’s entire body into a tingling quiver. She savored the alluring scent of Gwyn’s sex, it smelled even better now she thought to herself. Gwyn couldn’t help but get turned on by her new friends love of her aroma.

Julie wanted to make sure the girl came, and came hard, so she pushed Gwyn’s legs apart, and  spread wide Gwyn’s thick dark jenny lips. Gripping Gwyn’s thighs, she slid her tongue as deep as it would go into the soft pink opening. Gwyn swore, arching her back against the hard steps as Julie’s tongue retreated from deep within her. Julie swallowed the girl’s thick clear nectar, the wonderful juice in her mouth felt dreamy, it was beyond anything she could have imagined, and she wished she could drink it from a fountain. Hesitating no longer, she began drinking from the girl’s jenny cunt with abandon, switching to lapping at Gwyn’s lips as if her ice cream cone was melting on a summer day. The broad strokes of her tongue sent searing waves of pleasure through Gwyn, and her gleaming hole dripped like a faucet. Gwyn bucked forward as Julie’s tongue flicked at her clit. A white hot lance of pleasure shot through her brain, Julie was sucking at her clit now, and Gwyn had never felt anything so mind breakingly perfect.

“O-oohhh … Julie.. Oh fuck yeah Julie! Please don’t stop, please don’t.. please don’t stop… Oh..ohhhh” She cried out as the girl lavished her womanhood with attention. Julie’s efforts continued, and without pausing she slipped two fingers into the sloppy donkey slut. Now with fingers pounding away at her tight deep hole, she gasped and moaned softly. Suddenly Julie shifted, stopping the heavenly sucking and leaving Gwyn in agony as she felt her rising tide of pleasure fade. Julie teased her, hands hovering just above Gwyn’s aching pussy. With a devious smile she drove 4 fingers into Gwyn’s waiting cunt with a hard thrust, and started to paint broad strokes over Gwyn’s clit with the flat of her tongue. Gwyn screamed out as the busty girl pounded her with hard and rhythmic motions. As great as the intense sucking had felt before, the quick stiff laps of her tongue, and furious beating of those fingers was intense, and she couldn’t hold back as she neared climax “YES! YES! OH… JULIE, DON’T STOP JULIE, DON’T-” She thrust in with all five fingers, and Gwyn came screaming her name. She melted into a puddle of warmth, Gwyn felt encased in a warm feeling of content satisfaction, and her half naked body trembled softly in the afterglow of sex. Julie leaned back catching her breath for a moment, girlcum dripped off her chin and she looked like a wonderful mess.

She licked her lips and caught as much of her lover’s juices as she could, before slapping Gwyn’s face lightly “Hey don’t pass out on me yet… it’s my turn now.” she smiled broadly. Unclasping her belt and shimmying out of her tight jeans, she turned her plump round ass toward Gwyn and arched her back. Gwyn watched as the girl’s firm round ass danced in front of her hypnotically, and she gave it a stiff slap of approval. Julie moaned and pulled down her pink and white striped panties, they clung to her, soaked with her own wetness. Gwyn watched eagerly as the girl removed the damp panties, twirling them on her finger before coyly tossing them in Gwyn’s direction. Now that she was completely naked, Julie switched places with Gwyn and sat high on the steps and spreading her legs wide. Gwyn was not surprised when she saw that Julie’s pussy lips had become darker. 'Not quite the same as mine’ She thought as she parted the thick moist folds. Julie had a musky aroma of her own now, but it was less tangy than hers, it had a almost… creaminess to it. Julie hadn’t noticed her changes yet, and as Gwyn licked at her changing pussy she laughed about how wet she was “Damn girl, I’m nearly as wet as you are. Never knew I liked eating out so much.” Gwyn choked a little and sat back, fighting a wave of guilt as she knew the girl was only going to get wetter. Julie smiled and reached down to seductively stroke herself. Her smile turned to a look of confusion as she felt her own large thick folds. Her pussy didn’t feel normal, its outer lips were larger, and it was wetter and more sensitive. She looked down and saw something that looked familiar.

“Your… Y-your contagious!?” She stuttered, staring at the guilty ridden girl. Gwyn looked horrified, knowing she had passed her curse onto the sexy stranger who had been so kind. Julie was unsure about how she felt, she knew she should be mad, she should be terrified or disgusted. All that was on her mind though was how much she had loved pleasuring the other girls slick donkey pussy, and how much her new pussy wanted to be touched.

Gwyn looked like she wanted to die “I tried to tell you! I-I tried to, but you just kept pushing… and I… I couldn’t say no to you.” She rambled, words pouring from her mouth as she tried to explain herself.

Julie sighed and put her finger to Gwyn’s lips. “Shhh, it’s… okay.. I just wasn’t expecting this…” Gwyn tried to speak again, but was interrupted one more “Well if I’m gonna have a wet needy pussy like yours, you best get down there and make me squirm.” Julie’s lust intensified every moment Gwyn wasn’t touching her, and she could barely contain herself as Gwyn got on her knees. Julie’s scent was thick and the strange creamy note was more noticeable than ever. She grabbed Julie’s leg and started to twirl her tongue about her slick hole, she had tasted her own juices, and savored her own scent, but she had dreamed of burying her face in another girls cunt for days. Gwyn licked and sucked her arching pussy, trying her best to give as good as she got. Julie roughly squeezed her breasts, kneading their soft flesh. They felt so wonderful, so soft and hot. Gwyn couldn’t get enough of the her thick warm juices, they tasted even better than her own and she felt like she was floating. It took her a moment to notice something was poking her.

A smooth firm object was poking at her face, actually, there were two of them, or was it four? She blinked for a moment, halting her rhythm as she tried to figure out what was in her face. Four pink bumps swelled out from a rounded area above Julie’s crotch. Julie was so absorbed in playing with her breasts she hadn’t noticed the girl stop, the growing pink mound below her stomach. Gwyn watched in awe as the shape sagged outwards, its weight made it droop slightly, and the bumps looked like nipples now. Gwyn felt a spray of warm liquid hit her face and she tasted something sweet. It was creamy and … milky? She looked up and saw Julie tugging at her nipples, they had grown to nearly two inches long and were far thicker. Thin white streams of liquid rained down from her long suckable nipples, showering Gwyn’s face and the ground softly as Julie moaned, blissfully lost to her euphoric milking.

Gwyn realized the heavy pink mass and the creamy white milk now covering her body could only mean one thing, Julie was turning into a bovine sex goddess for her to worship. Gwyn was surprised at first, she didn’t know that people could turn into things other than donkey’s, but maybe it was Julie’s kind, loving, motherly nature, or her new found love of breasts. Either way Gwyn couldn’t help but reach up and caress Julie’s growing udder. It was warm and smooth, and she pulled gently at one of the nipples. Julie gasped and Gwyn pulled on another nipple in response, now alternately tugging like she was milking a cow. The motions seemed to almost encourage the change, and Gwyn felt the nipples swell larger as Julie’s udder grew to the size of her head. Taking hold of one of the long fat nipples, she stuffed it into her mouth, sucking Julie’s mouth filling teats. Thick creamy milk started to let down slowly, then Gwyn was rewarded by a strong flow. Julie moaned loudly, the feeling of milking herself and being milked was the most satisfying pleasure she had ever experienced. She felt an itch near her temples, then a similar sensation at the base of her spine, but she didn’t stop rubbing her swelling breasts, they now were reaching a full F cup and she hoped they would grow even bigger.

Gwyn’s stomach felt full of the thick warm milk, she was getting sleepy and had to make sure that Julie came before she passed out. Lifting the udder up, Gwyn used her other hand to plunge as many fingers as she could into Julie’s milk covered cow pussy. “Ah Fuck! Fuck.. oh… oh Gwyn…” She was unprepared to suddenly be filled like that, but her deep warm pussy was so ready that Gwyn had no trouble getting a good motion going. Julie squirmed, it was so good she was unable to stop from bucking against her lover. She felt a thin rope whack at her leg, dreamily she reached out, pulling on her new tail, she looked at the foreign appendage for a moment, but as much as she wanted to check herself for changes, Gwyn’s expert thrusts into her tight walls broke her concentration. She gritted her teeth hard and pushed against Gwyn’s hand as she pounded her warm, juice dripping cow pussy. Gwyn felt Julie’s walls constrict, as a hot wave washed over the cowgirl. Torrents of milk squirted from her tits and gushed from her udder, as her muscles contracted, a powerful orgasm rushed through her. She rode Gwyn’s hand like a rocket, her cow cunt tight and throbbing against Gwyn’s fingers. Julie could barely hold herself upright, she had orgasmed before, but never like that, the felling had filled her entire body, and she never knew how good it would be milking herself. Gwyn sat on the ground, rubbing her milked filled stomach softly, she looked up at her dazed friend, taking in her full transformation for the first time.

Julie had two small nub like horns above her temples, concealable enough with the right hairstyle or a hat. Her breasts had grown three to four cup sizes, and her nipples must have doubled in length and width, perfect for milking those heavy tits filled with delicious milk. It might be hard to find a bra, and she would need to milk herself pretty often to keep from soaking her clothes. A thin tail swished back and forth in slow arcs, it’s tip ending in a fluffy poof of hair the same color as her head. It looked like it had a mind of its own, but she could hide it in her pants and Gwyn doubted it would be noticed. The last change was the most drastic, hanging from Julie’s pelvis was a large pink cow’s udder, with four teats slowly dripping milk. She would have to wear a dress to hide that, there was no way she could fit that in a pair of jeans, and it would take a long milking or some special equipment to keep it empty, if that was even possible. Gwyn had a suspicion that it would work like her pussy, and the more aroused Julie got the more she would fill with milk, never truly running out. Speaking of milk, Gwyn’s body was soaked in it, as well as other juices.

Julie’s eyes fluttered open, she had nearly drifted off into a contented sleep, but she felt a sharp pain as she leaned onto her tail awkwardly. Her tail, Only one of the changes her body had gone through. She pulled herself to her feet and took a shaky step, her balance was off from the weight hanging in front of her, and it took a few steps for her to get used to it. Luckily her shoulders felt slightly broader, not visually noticeable, but she felt like her back was strong enough to carry the added weight. She uttered a silent thanks for that, it would be challenging enough being a horny milk filled cowgirl, but the again, being immobilized by her milk was not an attractive thought to her. Not that she would mind being filled with so much creamy milk she thought, rubbing at her nipples.

“well… this.. is.. I mean… I can’t believe I’m a cow, a big milk filled cow!” she started to feel a little anxiety as she thought about how she would manage to get home looking like this. “How am I going to hide my giant udder Gwyn?! It’s huge!” she groaned as she absently pulled at one of her teats, spraying her foot with milk. “I-I can’t stop milking myself… G-Gwyn..” She stuttered, her hand shaking as she tried not to milk herself more.

“I’ll help you find some clothes or something to hide it.” Gwyn said, unsure of how she would accomplish that. “But you gotta resist Julie, you can’t give in and milk yourself or play with your pussy all the time.” Gwyn knew first hand how hard it was to control those urges, hell between her own arousal and the creamy aroma of Julie’s dripping cow pussy and milk, it was all she could do not to pounce on Julie and go for a second round.

Julie breathed out slowly, and tried to get a hold of herself. “Okay.. I think I can do it..” She tried to sound confident, but images of her being used as a public milk machine flooded her mind, random strangers suckling at her udder while others played with her huge tits.

“Okay, since you cant fit in those pants anymore” Gwyn glanced at Julie’s discarded jeans “I’m going to dry myself off and look for some way to hide you. Until then I think you’ll be safe here.”

Julie didn’t like the idea of being a naked cowgirl hiding behind an abandoned building with no way to protect herself, but on the same hand, the thought made her wet when she imagined people finding her. Trying to stifle the visions of people capturing her and using her as a breeding cow for their bulls, she gave Gwyn a quick nod “Okay, just be quick.. I don’t know how long I can control myself." 

(A girl is cursed, her pussy transformed into a donkeys, now her lust is taking over her life)
Masturbation, humiliation/embarrassment , transformation, exhibition, gang rape

Chapter 1 

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/116788933782/gwyns-curse-chapter-1

Chapter 2 (You Are Here)

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/117299134702/gwyns-curse-chapter-2

Chapter 3

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/118189158592/gwyns-curse-chapter-3

Chapter 4

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/145015583657/gwyns-curse-chapter-4

She ran for what seemed like ages, trying to get as far away from the park as possible. No matter how far she ran, she couldn’t dispel the image of the girl she forced into becoming a needy donkey whore like herself. Gwyn panted as she slowed to a walk, sighing as her slick thighs rubbed against each other with a lurid squelch. Realizing she was on a residential side street in a section of town she didn’t go to often. Rows of small houses were on either side of her, and she glanced quickly to see if anyone was outside. The road seemed deserted, and she decided to risk trying to clean off her legs, not wanting to get her clothes soaked too, the best solution she could come up with was to lick the juices off her hands. She lifted her skirt and smeared the wetness down her leg, it was so thick and sticky, and the smell was driving her insane.

‘Why does it have to taste so good’ she thought licking at her juice covered fingers. She tried to ignore how great the flavor of her pussy was, but her urges overwhelmed her and she started sucking them dry. At first it was just one finger, sucking on it gently, wrapping her tongue around it and bobbing her head up and down lightly. Her face stung as her cheeks turned deep red at the thought of people watching her, and she moaned and switched to two fingers. Now miming sucking a cock in earnest, she pounded at her own face while licking every drop of musky girl juice from her hand. She wanted to stop, she didn’t want to be seen like this, but she slipped a third finger into her cock starved mouth. She plunged the phantom cock into her face recklessly, imagining a girl with a large donkey dick, she thrusted harder, nearly gagging on her own fingers.

Gwyn wasn’t satisfied finger fucking her face though, her wet pussy drooled hungrily as it awaited attention. Her sex would not be denied and she stopped her sucking with regret. She Unzipped her hoodie and laying it on the ground like a blanket, sitting down and spreading her legs wide. Without stopping to look if anyone was watching, she stuck a few fingers deep into her sex, moaning loudly. Gwyn’s speed increased until she rammed herself furiously, groaning at the lewd sound of her violent thrusting. Her fingers drove forcefully at her pussy, and the walls of her jenny cunt squeezed her tightly, trying to milk her like a cock. She forced her fingers as deep as they would go, but her throbbing pussy was nowhere near full, and she ached with need. Gwyn started to play with her clit with her free hand, massaging the hood and flicking at her button as she plunged into her sloppy jenny cunt. She knew that she shouldn’t be giving in to her perverted desires like this, but she didn’t care if anyone saw, hell she wanted them to see. She wanted them to watch her act like some donkey slut. The thought of a group of strangers surrounding her and calling her a donkey slut while she fingered herself made her so damn wet. She pounded herself faster and harder, hammering her pussy until it gripped her fingers hard. She cried out as the orgasm caught her off guard, and she quivered and thrashed at the waves of pleasure emanating from her thick dark cunt.

She laid there for a moment, panting with exhaustion. She had intended to wipe her legs clean so only her pussy was wet, but now her pussy, legs, face, hands, and hoodie were covered in girlcum. She had squirted copious amounts of her donkey juices all over herself. Gwyn had been so helpless to her lust, she had ravaged herself like some farm animal for all to see. The alluring scent of her sex coated the air, a tangy fragrance that was almost sweet. She tried not to breath it in, she had to get moving before she started getting lost in the scent of her sex With a quick sigh of regret she wiped herself dry with her hoodie. The stained red hoodie was drenched with juice, and there was no way she could bring it with her. Gwyn crumbled it into a ball and threw it into a trash bin at the end of a driveway. 'Okay… at least I’m dry now, but I kinda stink like sex’ she thought straightening her tanktop 'Maybe I can freshen up in a bathroom somewhere’

Gwyn walked around hoping to spy a store that she could duck into without fuss. Morning had
passed and the sun occasionally streamed through the overcast. People had taken to the streets and she sighed lightly with frustration, It was taking longer than she would have liked to find any place with a bathroom. She kept having to cross the street to avoid people, and wished she could find somewhere to hide. It must have been twenty minuets before she saw a supermarket. It was on the other side of the road and she waited for a car to pass, then jogged across toward the parking lot. Gwyn was glad she had yet to run into anyone, but the thoughts of strangers smelling her would get her going if she wasn’t quick. Walking briskly she avoided the shoppers getting in and out of cars, and managed to get through the entrance without being noticed by anyone.

Gwyn stood in the center isle and looked about, nervously trying to remember where the bathrooms were. 'The far end of the store… of course’ she grimaced. She ducked into the empty cereal isle and had got halfway down it when a guy in his early twenties rounded the corner pushing a U Boat loaded with cheerios. He looked down the isle, and smiled at her from under an unruly mop of sandy blonde hair. She smiled back as best as she could, and tried to look nonchalant as if she was picking out a box of captain crunch hoping that he would leave, but Gwyn began to panic as he moved closer and closer, stopping a few feet from her and beginning to unload his boxes. Instead of slipping past him or turning and leaving for another isle, Gwyn felt her need keenly and was watching him bend down to reach a box instead, admiring her view as he arranged the shelf. Suddenly he stopped, a box still in hand. Gwyn was mortified as she realized he was sniffing the air. Her raging hormones had left her so stunned by his charming looks, she had forgotten that she was still covered in a thick musk. Unsure of where the scent could be coming from, the sandy haired box boy awkwardly tried to hide the growing bulge in his khakis. 'I should just push him into a pile of cheerios, rip off his pants, and suck him off’ she thought licking her lips at the thought of his stiff cock filling her mouth. But the young man covered his crotch with a cereal box and backed away, a look of embarrassment on his face.

She felt bad for the guy as she watched him leave the isle in a rush, Gwyn imagined him running to the break room to jerk off, fantasizing about her moist cunt. The thought gave her a tingling sensation and her damp pussy ached with emptiness. She couldn’t go down this isle now, a couple of customers were now at its end browsing the boxes, 'Of course, why wouldn’t they be.’ she growled to herself. Gwyn tried her best not to give them a death stare and walked the other way. She felt even wetter as her mind was clouded with images of the cute boy, she felt the drips of her juice on her legs and she clenched her trembling hands trying to ride out her lust. Gwyn ducked down the health food and supplements isle, hoping there was less of a chance to run into anyone. Gwyn briskly walked past the rows of pills and protein bars, aware of how the florescent lights were highlighting how unkempt she looked and felt. Reaching the isles end without further incident she rounded the corner into a crowd or people. Nearly fifteen people stood in a group by the bathroom door, some idiot had thought it a good idea to have a demonstration of a special new knife 'the Slice Pro’. The supermarket was always trying to draw in business with gimmicks like this she thought, watching with frustration as the pitchman chopped and hacked at zucchinis. Luckily for
her, the crowd was too absorbed in his knifeplay to notice her, and she managed to quickly sneak pass them without drawing their attention.

She got to the door and pulled it open, dashing inside and slamming it behind her. For the moment she was safe. She locked the door, still pressed against it trying to calm her breathing down. Gwyn closed her eyes and enjoyed the knowledge that she wasn’t out in public for a moment, that nobody could see her while she rubbed at her clit. Gwyn startled as she realized she hadn’t even noticed her hand start jiggling her sensitive nub about. She grabbed her arm with her other hand and pulled it away, willing herself to stop thinking about the grocery boy and to get cleaned up. She grit her teeth and stripped off her clothes and shoes. She stood at the sink and frowned at her naked body. Her hair was messed up, her skin was covered in dried on pussy juice, and her crotch was dripping once more. She turned on the faucet and started to wash herself with hand sanitizer. She used the thin paper towels to wipe away the soapy, musky, goo that now covered her. It took a while to get all the dried on juices and scent of sex off of her. She sat for a while and even got her jenny cunt to a reasonable level of moistness, it never truly got dry anymore. Gwyn pulled her skirt up and threw her top back on, leaning over the sink she stared at her reflection. 'Hopefully that shamwow asshole is done’ she thought splashing water on her face and giving herself a once over in the mirror. She looked tired and her hair was still a mess, but she didn’t look like such a slutty donkey whore. Gwyn sighed with relief, slipping into her shoes and unlocking the bathroom.

Gwyn gasped as she stepped out into an even larger crowd, the salesman was offering lessons on how to slice meat. she groaned, now having to push her way through the mob of spectators. Gwyn had only reached the middle of the sea of people when a young man backed up, bumping into her and sending her spilling to the floor. Her skirt flipped up, and her ass was raised up like an animal in heat. Gwyn groaned, her elbow had hit the floor and stung like hell, but that didn’t matter once she noticed that at least twenty people now had a close up view of her large, dark, jenny cunt. The sound of their stunned silence was telling, even the pitchman had dropped his Slice Pro and was staring at her. She froze with horror, the feeling of all those eyes on her, it was a nightmare she couldn’t end. Worse yet she could feel her lips moisten at the thought of them watching. Some of the shoppers looked horrified, others started to sniff at the air as her moistening sex released more of the thick scent that was so alluring. A few of the men were rock hard already, and she heard them start to speak to each other

“What a slut, look at her showing us her dark whore pussy!”
“Damn, I’d fuck that, look at how wet and ready she is…”
“Really dude? It looks like some kind of horse cunt, or donkey or somethin…”
“Yeah, but it’s not that weird looking…”
“I think she’s a freak!”

The crowd continued to stare and watch her, and as much as she wanted to cover herself and flee, she was so aroused at them watching. Gwyn wished they would just come over and fuck her already, and started to get lost in her fantasy.

A large man grabbed her roughly by the ass, lifting his impossibly huge dick as it dripped with pre. The stranger toyed with her slit for a moment, rubbing his cock head across its folds, then thrusting into her drooling snatch hard enough to drive her face into the floor. She barely caught herself, unable to keep balance as the enormous cock pounded her furiously. A second man grabbed Gwyn by her ponytail, lifting her head from the floor painfully. she looked up into his eyes as he guided her head toward his long pre slicked cock, a wolfish grin on his face. She tried to protest as he smeared the sticky head across her mouth, but he slapped her hard and yanked on her ponytail eliciting a cry of pain. She was trying not to open her mouth, but the scent of his waiting member filled her nostrils and she was desperate for his taste. Gwyn’s willpower broke, and she barely had got her mouth open before he forced his throbbing cock past her precum soaked lips. She struggled and gagged, trying to get him to pull back, but he insisted on thrusting harder and deeper into her waiting mouth, and she quickly took his entire length.

She was being skewered by the two men, gagging as she fought to breathe, the overpowering salty taste filling her throat and nose. More men came forward, presenting another set of cocks for her to take. She gripped each in a different hand, pumping up and down as her body violently shook from the force of the men fucking her. Gwyn was in a trance, her eyes rolled back and her mind clouded from the pain and pleasure of her slutty fuck holes being roughly used as their personal cock sleeves. She could barely keep grip on the two new cocks, trying in vain to keep a steady rhythm as the other men fucked her whoreish body. She could barely keep upright, her knees weak from the abuse of the two strangers penetrating her with such brute force. “Her pussy is so damn wet, what a fucking slut!” the first man said, roughly grabbing her ass as he slammed his thick cock deep inside her. His dick was huge, not just in length but in width, and though it was only halfway in, it already filled her. She groaned as best she could, unable to believe how much of it was fitting inside. The stranger wasn’t satisfied with going halfway, and was determined to go balls deep as his dick delivered blow after blow. Every thrust brought yet another inch of his monster cock into her tight wet hole, and she strained to take his bulging length, as he assaulted her cunt.

“God, she’s such a dirty little whore” said a middleaged woman, lifting the girl’s shirt and grabbing at her breasts as they rocked “I bet she does this all the time!”

Her throat ached as she tried not to choke on the dick punishing her mouth. The stranger tightened his grip on Gwyn’s hair , and she winced painfully as he bottomed out again, balls slapping against her face as she took his shaft. Over and over he drove his member into her, and the feeling of it violently ramming the back of Gwyn’s throat made her see stars, she struggled to keep conscious as he laughed. “That’s right you donkey bitch, suck my dick like its one of those donkey cocks you love so much!” He grinned cruelly, slapping her face with force.

The flash of a camera phone brought Gwyn back to reality. She was in the middle of a supermarket ass raised in the air, fingering herself like mad while a crowd of spectators watched. Her pheromone laden aroma filled the area, and had left all the shoppers in various states of arousal. One or two men had started rubbing at their hardons through their pants, and at least one girl had her own hand under the band of her shorts while she joined Gwyn in fingering herself. Another flash went off as a second person took a photo, but she was more concerned with the guy who was filming the whole scene on his phone. 'OH MY GOD, OH MY FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK, hes gonna upload that to youtube or facebook or some porn site! The entire town… the entire worlds gonna know that I’m some freak donkey bitch!’ she screamed in her head imagining everyone she ever met knowing what a whore she had become. A girl stepped toward her, and took a closeup shot of her stuffing her jenny cunt, and Gwyn couldn’t take anymore. Falling back from the girl, she struggled to get away.

Gwyn scrambled up, pushing her way past the stunned onlookers staring and tearing down an isle toward the front door. She ran passed the confused cashiers and bolted out the entrance nearly knocking down an elderly couple. She didn’t stop though, and was halfway across the parking lot before she leaned against a car as she caught her breath. Gwyn coughed and gasped, her lungs hurt and she felt like she wanted to puke. She had to get away before somebody called the cops, or the store manager chased her down, or- “Hey you, tanktop girl!” called a feminine voice.

(A girl is cursed, her pussy transformed into a donkeys, now her lust is taking over her life)
F/F sex, masturbation, humiliation/embarrassment , transformation, exhibition

So I kinda like the humiliation/embarrassment aspect of TFs, so I thought what would be worse for a girl than having a donkeys pussy and being unable to control yourself or your urges. Anyhow, this is chapter one, I’ll try and add more. Maybe more TFs, certainly more sex. Idk..

Chapter 1 (You Are Here)

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/116788933782/gwyns-curse-chapter-1

Chapter 2

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/117299134702/gwyns-curse-chapter-2

Chapter 3

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/118189158592/gwyns-curse-chapter-3

Chapter 4

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/145015583657/gwyns-curse-chapter-4

‘It’s been a week already’ she thought, putting her shoulder length black hair in a ponytail. 'And I’m gonna be stuck with this for the rest of my life.“ Gwyn said inspecting herself in the mirror. She was about 5'6, with pale skin, her smooth black hair pulled in a loose ponytail, and her body sporting slight curves in all the right places, she looked great… or she would have if tucked between her legs had been anything other than that large, smooth, dark lipped donkey pussy. Just thinking about her puss caused it to moisten, and the girl bit her lip and tried not to start violently fingering herself right there. 'Must… resist… can’t spend all day… playing..p-playing with my horny… soaking wet .. wonderful jenny pussy!’ Gwyn’s face turned beet red at the dirty thoughts and she flung herself onto her bed. Hiding under the covers of her thick comforter. Ironically the bed brought no comfort as Gwyn was quite distracted by the growing need between her legs.

It had been seven days Since she had been cursed. At first she had tried to deny it had happened, then Gwyn tried to avoid looking at it or touching it, but it wasn’t long before it was all she could think about. She gave up trying not to touch it, and lost herself to the pleasure of her new endowment. She had been locked up in her apartment for four days thinking about how much she loved having a needy donkey pussy, its thick wet lips, her sensitive clit, how dark and strange it looked on her. All these things excited her, Gwyn even got turned on by the smell. A musty mix of farm animals and sex. It pervaded her thoughts all the time, and she got sopping wet thinking about it. She was so disgusted and embarrassed by all this though. She should be horrified, she should be sickened, but as much as she didn’t want to enjoy it, she couldn’t help but love it. Worst of all she thought, throwing off her covers and getting out of the bed, it might not be the curse that made her like it.

Her best friend Lori had been texting her for days wanting to hangout, and today was the first day she was going to brave going outside. To do that she would need clothes, so she walked over to the dresser. Rummaging through her drawers she picked out a white tanktop and a short black skirt, but no panties. Gwyn realized she should be worried people might see it, or even smell it, but that just turned her on more. Plus she wanted to make sure she could get at her aching puss if she needed to without any fuss. Not that she wanted to be knuckle deep while trying to spend the day with her friend…. 'Well actually, I kinda do hehe’ she thought imagining her best friend walking in on her ramming her fingers into that dark donkey snatch. Then her friend would push her onto the bed, spread her legs and bury her face in her pussy. The girl moaned softly, and her juices started to trickle down her leg as she got even wetter thinking about her best friend’s tongue diving into her soft dark folds.

The smell of her ready sex was almost too much for her. She rubbed the wetness off her leg and brought her hand to her face. The aroma was so intense, she couldn’t resist licking her hand clean, while imagining it was her friend’s pussy instead of a hand. 'Mmmm it would be so fuckin’ hot if she had a jenny pussy too.’ She stopped herself in shame, realizing what she was doing. "I can’t go more than two minuets without having some perverted donkey fantasy, how am I gonna make it all day around Lori!?” Slumping onto her bed in defeat, she started to dress.

She spent the next ten minuets trying hard not to get lost in her thoughts of donkey whores, while finding her keys and phone in the clutter she was too busy to clean. Eventually she was ready to go, and made her way to the front door. Gwyn gave herself a once over in the mirror, and tucked a loose strand of her black hair behind her ear. She turned to the shoe caddy and slipped on her black tennis shoes and grabbed her red hoodie from the coat rack. Throwing the hoodie and shoes on, she breathed heavily and willed herself to go. She opened the door and felt a cool rush of air breeze through her legs, the chill air on her wet pussy made her shiver with pleasure. Gwyn hadn’t taken a step out of the door and she was already wet and thinking of dirty things.

It felt strange walking down the sidewalk with such a short skirt and no underwear. Gwyn should have been afraid as she was of people seeing her condition, but she fantasized about strangers noticing it. She secretly hoped someone would pull her skirt down and shout to the world 'Shes a horny donkey slut!’ She was trying not to think about her growing tendency toward degrading and exhibitionist thoughts when a girl with red hair started walking behind her. Gwyn started to fantasize that the girl could smell her from there. That the scent of her wet musky cunt was making the other girl horny. After two or three minuets of daydreaming about the cute ginger, she couldn’t take anymore. She slowed her pace to allow the girl to catch up to her, then she dropped her keys purposefully and bent down to pick them up. She knew her skirt would not be able to hide anything at this angle. Gwyn held the pose a moment and the redhead was given quite the show of her slick jenny cunt. Gwyn felt so good giving in to her lusts and felt her pussy twitch excitedly as she heard the girl gasp.

“What… What happened to your… vagina, why is it-” Gwyn turned, stopping the girl with a shoosh, then whispering “If you wanna know what happened to me lets talk about it somewhere more private.” She chuckled to herself about her unintentional pun. The ginger looked both afraid and intrigued, and Gwyn was shocked when she agreed to go with her. The girls walked down a side street that led to the local park. The redhead followed the strange girl, her black ponytail bopping back and forth as they followed the paved path through the recently mowed grass. They walked to the far end of the park, it was a chilly overcast day, but Gwyn wanted to make sure nobody would happen upon them. 'Well, maybe one or two people could find us’ she grinned wolfishly.

They sat on a park bench and the ginger couldn’t stay quiet any longer “So why is your pussy so dark and big, It doesn’t even look like a normal pussy.. and why aren’t you wearing underwear??” she babbled, staring at Gwyn’s revealing black skirt. “Okay, guess I should start from the beginning…” Gwyn interrupted “It all started last week when I was cursed…”

Gwyn told the girl what had happened to her, and the difficulties she had experienced since that day. She downplayed the constant horniness and strange fantasies, but was very adamant that it had been real magic that had cursed her. At first the ginger was skeptical, she even went as far as to look up a picture to do a side by side comparison to see if it truly was a donkey pussy. Sure enough the dark haired girl in front of her had a pussy that matched what she saw in her image search, a donkeys pussy .The redhead realized that she had gotten awful close to Gwyn’s crotch while comparing it. The strange scent reminded her of a barnyard or a marathon sex session, she breathed it in deeply, and her face moved even closer. Gwyn watched her in silence, hoping not to interrupt the curious redhead, not daring to think that her perverted fantasies might come true.

The ginger looked up at Gwyn’s flushed face, and then suddenly hiked Gwyn’s skirt up, grabbing her legs roughly, she plunged her face into the dark haired girls waiting sex. Gwyn gasped at the feeling of the girl’s hot breath on her smooth dark mound. The girl toyed with Gwyn for a moment, hovering over her pussy by a mere inch, making it ache with need until Gwyn started to squirm about with desire. Finally the girl stopped teasing her and rewarded Gwyn with her tongue. Gwyn threw her head back in ecstasy as the redhead slowly licked at her folds, then moved upward, lashing at her sensitive clit. She moved her tongue around the bud then trailed downwards and started to greedily lap the thick juices from Gwyn’s folds. What only lasted a few minuets seemed like days to Gwyn. It didn’t even seem real, this dreamlike scene of being half girl half animal and being fucked by a stranger in the park. As the girl settled into a steady motion, Gwyn started to apply pressure with her thighs, trapping the redhead under her skirt. Unable to remove her head to get air, the girl redoubled her efforts to get the donkeygirl off, thrusting with her tongue while flicking at her clitty with her free hand. Gwyn couldn’t resist the pleasure of both her tongue and hands long, and the building sensation threatened to overwhelm her. The wet *schlick* of sex sounded so loud, and the scent of her wetness clung to the air, her blood burned hot while her hips rocked back and forth, driving her snatch into the poor girl beneath her. She could feel it, any moment now, just a little bit more… The orgasm hit Gwyn like a truck, she grinded her cunt in the redheads face, hands gripping at her fiery curls. Juices went everywhere as the pent up stress and anxiety released from Gwyns body in a moment of pure joy.

Gwyn collapsed backward against the bench as the ginger pulled her head from Gwyn’s skirt and shifted her legs from her kneeling position. She slumped forward, breathing heavily, her face covered in girlcum. She was totally spent and soaked in the juices of the mysterious donkeygirl, and it felt great. She gave Gwyn a messy smile, watching her as she sat dazed clenching the boards of the bench as if trying not to fall off. The afterglow of Gwyn’s orgasm left her in a warm haze, she slowly came out of her sex induced bliss, as she heard the redhead moan. The other girl had stripped off her pants and underwear, now laying spread legged on the grass, thrusting two fingers into her cunt with abandon. Gwyn watched her, fixated on the fingers darting in and out the other girls eager pussy. She felt her own jenny cunt start to moisten back up, the magic curse readying her for sex once more. She had just started to rub at her own crease when she saw the redheads pussy begin to swell slightly. At first she thought it was just her lustful imagination, but her lips grew larger, then slightly darker, and it wasn’t long until it started to closely resemble the donkey snatch between her own legs. The ginger was unaware of her change, but felt the extra room, and the need to have something more inside her. She fit four fingers inside herself, and picked up her pace as her new jenny pussy got close to climaxing. Gwyn watched in silent shock, as the other girl rocked her hips skyward, humping at her own hand to drive it even deeper. With a loud moan the girl orgasmed hard, her pussy clenching down on her hand, and donkey juices squirting out in thin streams.

Gwyn nearly fell off her bench. Distraught with regret and lust, she grabbed her hoodie and scrambled away from the scene. Running without direction she nearly broke down as she thought about leaving the poor girl. The pretty redhead had given her the best orgasm of her life, and she had paid her back with a sloppy donkey cunt of her own. 'I never even found out her name…’ she thought guiltily, but as frightened as she was of the fact her condition was transmittable, she couldn’t help but get aroused at the thought of the naked girl. Her juices started to run down her leg as she thought about the cum-stained girl who was passed out in the park with her fingers still buried in her new jenny cunt. 

(A girl is cursed, her pussy transformed into a donkeys, now her lust is taking over her life)
Public Masturbation, humiliation/embarrassment , transformation, exhibitionism, lactation, MILF, degradation, fisting

Chapter 1

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/116788933782/gwyns-curse-chapter-1

Chapter 2

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/117299134702/gwyns-curse-chapter-2

Chapter 3

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/118189158592/gwyns-curse-chapter-3

Chapter 4 (You Are Here)

http://tf-warlock.tumblr.com/post/145015583657/gwyns-curse-chapter-4

She quickly walked down the alley and came out on the sidewalk, this part of town wasn’t particularly busy at this time of day and she was thankful for that. All she needed to do now was find some clothes… She walked down the street leaving a small trail of wet spots behind her. The wind started to pick a little as she walked and she kept trying to pull her skirt down to no avail. Her dark Jenny cunt would have been easy to see if there had been anybody there, and the cool breeze blowing on the slick wet folds was making her shiver with the need to touch herself. She was panting heavily “Control yourself… I-I don’t need.. to.. I don’t.” She quickly slipped a finger it and barely felt it, her pussy still felt empty so she switched to three of them. She thrust them in two or three times before having to physically remover her hand with the other. Her hands were wet with her own juices and she didn’t need to be reminded of who good it would taste to suck them clean. She rubbed them dry on her black skirt and kept moving.

After about ten minuets she had reached a three story apartment building with a clothesline in the back that had a flowing dress with a flower pattern. It was a pretty shade of yellow and it was loose enough to hide Julie’s tail and udder. She quietly crept toward it, inching along the edge of the building, trying not to make a sound, she was almost there when…

“Hey you! What are you doing?” Called out a woman in her early thirties. She was cute in a mom ish way, she had messy brown hair, B cup breasts and large hips. She looked a bit tired and grump, but as the breeze blew by and carried the heavy scent of Gwyn’s sex on it, her face lightened and even flushed a little.

“I… I need that dress.”

“W-what? You want my dress… the one on the line?”

“Yeah, well.. my friend she… she tripped and her dress… got caught… on a stick, and… and it ripped in half, so now shes naked.”

“She’s naked?”

“Yeah, she hiding behind an old building nearby, and I just need to get her some clothing…”

The woman seemed to be thinking the situation through, but the hazy allure of Gwyn’s pheromones was making it hard to think. She didn’t really care about the dress, she was… she wanted… She was horny, her husband worked too much and her daughter was getting to that age where she was a pain in the ass. What the woman really wanted right now was a good fuck.

“God I’m horny..” She muttered under her breath quiet enough that she didn’t think Gwyn heard her. She did though, and despite not wanting to transform anyone else her hormones took over. She walked toward the woman and pushed her against the wall.

“I can help with that, how about we make a trade.” She put her hand forcibly down the woman’s pants and started to rub at her already wet pussy. “I get you off, and you give me the dress?”

What was going on, the woman thought, she was doing laundry and now this strange girl was… was touching her and… it felt so good.. she wasn’t even BI.. well there was that one time in college but- Gwyn started to work a circle around the woman’s clit, eliciting a moan and interrupting her thoughts. The thick musty aroma of lust was too much for her, she needed Gwyn badly.

The woman grabbed the dress off the line and lead Gwyn up to her apartment, pulling Gwyn along in anticipation. After she closed the door Gwyn took charge again, she could almost feel how bad the woman wanted to be dominated. She pushed her backwards onto a tan sofa and told her to take off her pants. The woman nearly ripped them off, she wanted this so bad, she wanted Gwyn to make her cum.

Gwyn spread the woman’s legs and got on her knees, her face was now inches from the woman’s needy pussy. She didn’t waste any time, sliding in two fingers to the second knuckle and twirling her tongue around the woman’s eager clit. She bucked against Gwyn hard, her pussy was sensitive from lack of frequent stimulation and she had to grab a pillow and bite down on it to stop herself from screaming out. Gwyn giggled, the poor woman looked like she hadn’t got laid in a long time. Gwyn had an idea… maybe she could speed things along.. She quickly used her other hand on her own aching cunny, rubbing it for a bit then plunging two, three, then all five fingers deep inside herself while she worked the horny housewife over.

Now that her hand was dripping with her own juices she took it and started rubbing the woman’s pussy with it, she wasn’t sure but something about mixing their juices felt like it would speed the woman’s transformation into a slut. For some reason the feeling of being covered in the juices of the strange girl’s soaked pussy was so erotic, everything felt even more intense after that, her whole body was on fire, she just needed to cum so badly, more badly than she had even needed to before.

She was ready, Gwyn could already see that changes starting and she was going to make sure that the woman came harder than she ever had as they finished. Gwyn watched the woman’s thighs thicken, growing from just wide to rather lump in seconds. Her belly had been flat with a small pooch, but now it was steadily filling out to match her thick thighs. The woman would have curled her toes as Gwyn’s tongue darted in and out of her needy slit, but her feet were already starting to look like trotters. Gwyn could just see over the woman’s belly from that angle to notice another pair of breasts growing in beneath the first, and she knew that the woman was close, she needed to come now before she noticed the changes. Gwyn had already been slowly working up the number of fingers she used when she switched from tongue to hand, but now she was able to get all five in, and with a little effort, she slipped her hand in to the wrist. She begin fisting the slutty pig milf and sucking on her clit which had grown to nearly two inches long. The woman made a pig like squeal and stopped gripping the sofa to play with her four large tits. She didn’t seem to notice the difference, or that her nose was looking like a short snout, or that her ears had grown into large floppy pig ears. Gwyn kept her frantic pace, sucking and thrusting, enjoying the flavor of the wanton pig slut’s plump joy buzzer.

“D-dont.. Dooon’t stop… Don’t I’m so… I…  Squeeee!” Gwyn felt her clench around her fist as she squealed through the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. The woman thrashed for a moment before actually passing out from the sheer pleasure. Gwyn slipped her fist free with a squelching pop, and began to lick it clean. If it wasn’t for her own achingly needy jenny’s pussy she might have stopped to feel bad, but her horniness was extreme and any thought she had was used to try and get the dress and leave. Her pussy was dripping all over the apartment floor, leaving a large wet patch where she had sat and a trail into the kitchen. She grabbed the dress and took a last look at the passed out woman.

The average looking mom with the small breasts and wide hips was now a whoreish pig. Her cunt looked stretched and gaping, her four tits sat heavily on her big pot belly, and her overall chubbiness just made her snout and ears cuter. Hopefully the woman’s husband would come home and find some renewed inspiration to attend to his pigslut of a wife.

Gwyn quickly washed the layer of girlcum plastered over her face and into her hair in the sink and dashed out the front door dress in hand. A neighbor gave her a sideways glance as she ran past and ducked into the woman’s apartment to check on her. Gwyn wasn’t sure but she thought she could hear a mixture of moans and squeals as she reached the ground floor and her pussy ached to be back up there with them. As she jogged back toward old warehouse, Gwyn could feel her dark loose lips rubbing against each other, and the skirt brushing against her stiff clit. She was panting from arousal more than the running, but she had to stop to catch her breath. Her cunt throbbed with need, she moaned lewdly and grimaced when she noticed a nearby stranger give her a look. She couldn’t start taking care of her problem in the middle of the road, she had to … to get back to Julie… to find her cow… to… to fuck her needy cunt while she milked her udders. The thoughts of newly milked filled friend was too much, she couldn’t even stop herself as she dropped the dress and starting fingering herself in front of the stranger.

Gwyn felt so ashamed, but the longer the man watched the better it felt. She was actually getting off on him watching her be a slut. What was the matter with her, why did she have to do these things. She wasn’t trying to give herself an orgasm like the housewife and it didn’t take long for her to thrust into her soft folds until a small but needed orgasm sent a gush of juices all over the sidewalk. The man in the distance, his face red, turned and walked away as if nothing had happened, he wasn’t quite sure how to process the scene he had just witnessed and needed a moment. Gwyn quickly got back up and continued toward the abandoned building, hoping the man didn’t follow her.

She couldn’t believe she had turned another unsuspecting girl into a sex crazed animal, then got off to fingering herself in the middle of the street in front of some random guy.Everything was so hard to control, her instincts and needs were getting so strong… All she wanted to do was fuck, she didn’t even care if she made it to her friends house at this point, she would probably just end up fucking her too.

…

The thought of fucking Lori was a persistent one, and as much as she hated it she desperately wanted to turn her into a sex crazed animal like herself. She wouldn’t stay mad at her, not after she got a taste of Gwyn’s pussy. She took a finger and coated it in the girlcum that covered her thighs, then licked it clean.. The taste of her pussy was addicting, and she was grateful she wasn’t more flexible or she would still be at home, sitting in her bedroom eating herself out. As she turned the corner and reached the alley she tried to dispel the fantasies of exploring her own cunt, she needed to focus. She called out to Julie and was relieved when she stepped out from behind a stack of crates. Julie looked distraught, she had managed to control herself, but her udder had swollen with milk during the half hour that Gwyn took finding the dress and fucking the mom turned pig.

“P-please Gwyn… Milk me….Milk ME GWYN! It’s so full!” Julie nearly tackled Gwyn, pushing her to the ground and nearly tearing off Gwyn’s clothes as she undressed her. Gwyn barely had time to react before she was forcing one of her quartet of milk leaking teats down her throat. Gwyn had not choice but to suck as the cowgirl thrust into her, each motioned praying a load of hot milk down Gwyn’s throat. Gwyn did her best not to gag as the thick teat abused her like a cock and the heavy milk filled udder served as it’s balls. The udder slapped her in the face as she went in and out, fat teats whacking her check and milk spilling down onto her tits. The young brunette cow looked like she was actually about to cum just from her teat getting deepthroated, her juicy cunt was hovering just about Gwyn’s breasts as she facefucked her with her udder. Gwyn quickly thrust into her, working as much as she could fit in as quickly as she could and pulling back out only to ram her again. She saw stars as the thick teat slammed against the back of her throat, tears were welling up in her eyes, and she had to work the poor cow’s needy cunny even harder to get free from her powerful thrusts. Julie could take another moment of the pleasure, between her sensitive nipples that felt nearly as real as if it were an actual cock in Gwyn’s mouth, to the hand pounding her cow cunt, it was too much and she was gonna cum she was gonna..

“Moo for me!” she tried to say through her milk filled mouth, hoping that Julie got the sentiment.

“I’m gonna cum Gwyn, G-Gwyn I’m.. gonna…. MOooOOOooo!” Gwyn nearly choked as milk blasted into her, filling her until her belly felt ready to burst with creamy milk. Julie’s pussy squirted her juices all over Gwyn and left her in a soaked heap. She staggered back, looking drained and relieved. Gwyn sat on the ground, naked and covered in milk and girl cum, idly fingering herself as she watched Julie get dressed..