Jen stood, taking in her body. Her now permanent form was intoxicating. Her breasts were enormous, but the thick, black nipples that jutted out were what drew her attention. She flicked them with hands and her whole body shook as pleasure washed over her. Below her horsecock was like a pole, rigid between her breasts, while her scrotum hung full between her furry legs.
"Does this mean the original curse is over? Will I still transform if I see another animal?" Jen wondered. Behind her the shemale-stallion was busy fucking the new slut-mare. Jen's horse ears swiveled around to listen to their rutting, and found herself turned on. But then something else caught her eye. Movement in the adjacent field. The farmer didn't just have horses. She also had a herd of cows. And the biggest bull Jen had ever seen in her life was staring straight at her.
She was running before she knew what came over her. The bull bellowed a call to her, and Jen immediately prepared herself for another round of animal sex. Her cunt was stretching even further, as she gained additional endowments, on top of the horse ones. Her lips hung down, and began to leak juice like a waterfall. Every time she moved, her balls or her hairy thighs would brush against her lips and she would cum a little.
By the time she reached the bull, Jen's lips were almost like a second scrotum. They hung low, and were like rubber. Her actual ballsack was hanging by her knees. Her horse/bull cock was over five feet erect. And the head was larger than Jen's fist. The flared tip shook with need, and dripped cum everywhere. Her breasts had expanded, and two more pairs grew beneath her originals.
Then the moved down her body, until they were positioned directly above her penis. Now Jen was titty fucking her penis with her new udder. And she loved every minute of her animalistic pleasures. Her body grew hairier, and thicker. Muscles rippled across her arms and legs, and her horse tail stretched and became a cow's. The bull, now a proper minotaur, came up behind Jen, his own prick leaking precum.
He snorted once, and Jen moved her tail out of the way so he could mount her. As his cock slid in, Jen's enlarged lips gripped his shaft. They held on tight, even as he pushed further and further in. Jen screamed as she orgasmed from those rubbings alone. But it didn't take long for her to get another erection. As the bull started to wildly pump in and out, Jen blacked out a little. Everything was so intense, she thought she was going to die from all the blood rushing to her penis and pussy.
The bull roared again, sending his own seed into Jen's snatch. Her lips sucked every last drop up, the only cum lost in the grass her own. As the bull pulled out, and returned to his previous form, Jen noticed her own changes weren't disappearing. She knew the bull hadn't transformed into any sort of horse creature, he hadn't drank any of her milk. But shouldn't she be returning to her previous horse-herm-form?