"What the fuck is going on?" Lynn screamed. She backed away from Bree, only to be terrified at her own body. She wished it were a dream. But she could tell this wasn't. The ropey tail swatting her ass, the blunt horns on her head, her bloated stomach, and her enlarged breasts. It was real.
"Lynn, calm down. I know this is weird, but I can explain, sort of. You need to..." Bree tried to move closer but Lynn kept backing up. Bree knew she must be scared out of her mind. And the fact that Bree was sporting a flaccid horsecock wasn't helping matters. It had retracted into its sheath, but cum still dripped out of the head.
Bree's own tail was flicking back and forth, as if she were a cat about to pounce. And Lynn's mind told her to be very afraid of the creature in front of her. This demon with horns and a spaded tail. Though if you looked past those parts, the woman was actually pretty hot. The flaming red highlights in her hair, the more than ample bosom. And that delicious looking cock staring Lynn right in the face.
Lynn's fear melted to arousal. Bast chuckled as this "toy" was much easier to mold. Bree continued to struggle, which although amused Bast, made things a bit more complicated. Bree's changes were progressing slowly, too slowly for Bast's taste. So, having control over Lynn's body, she made her approach her friend and again begin to engage her.
"Lynn snap out of it! You're not thinking straight! You're not thinking at all! Stop it!" Bree refused to let lust control her. She stamped an angry foot as Lynn crawled closer and closer. Bree noticed that as she did, Lynn's chest and stomach started ballooning again.
Nubs grew from Lynn's stomach. Four bumps in an almost perfect square formation. It didn't Bree long to put two and two together. The tasseled tail, the horn, and now an udder. Lynn was turning into some kind of cow.