It took Sarah quite a bit of hiking through the field to eventually find Abigail and Samson. The tall grass was pretty bothersome, especially since she chose to wear shorts this time. The pair was also pretty far out in the field so Sarah had worked up a sweat before she finally go to them. Abby had changed into more appropriate work clothes since Sarah had last saw her, namely a pair of jeans and a cotton button-up shirt. Though the shirt in question was knotted in the classical farm girl style, allowing her impressive cleavage to be easily seen.
But while Abby was impressive enough, Samson was what really grabbed Sarah's attention. She had known the black stallion before he was infected with the virus and it certainly had done him a lot of justice. Uplifted animals tended to not wear too much clothing. Not to appear seductive, but because they were so unused to wearing clothes that wearing too much was uncomfortable. Besides, quite a few of the animals had evolved into body shapes that weren't easily covered by the average clothing sizes. Samson was a good example, easily standing a few inches taller than Abby, who was already taller than every teach at school, and had a thick set of muscles that was hardly hidden by his short black fur. The only clothing he wore was a pair of jeans, which made him look a lot like a male model if you overlooked the horse part.
"So I've been thinking we could plant more fruit trees. That ought to keep all the herbivores fed and even bring some money to the farm. Of course, I'd like to have apples, but we could also have..." said Samson before noticing where Sarah was staring at. He sighed and said, "My face is up here."
Sarah started before looking up. "Sorry, I get a crick in my neck from staring upwards so long."
Abby chuckled and said, "Sarah, be honest. You were totally checking out Sam's 6-pack."
Sarah blushed and said, "Well, it's closer to my eye level."
Sam chuckled and said, "You're hardly the first human female to be staring at my stomach like that. I guess that's why Abby's mother keeps telling me to put a shirt on. Not like I can easily put one on with these shoulders." He flexed his arms to show off the width of his shoulders, which cause Sarah to stare at a spot higher than before.
Abby noticed Sarah's shift in attention and said, "Yeah, I know he's a hunk. It's one of the main reasons I mated with him." She smirked at Sarah's flustered expression and said, "Maybe you'd like to have fun with him too."
Sarah stared at Abby and asked, "You mean, become a horse like you? You'd let me do that?"
Abby's face got a little more serious and she said, "Well, I suppose you could be allowed to join Animalia. The agency were very supportive to me, though I'm not sure if they'd be as helpful to someone who willing got infected than someone who got it by accident."
"You don't have to admit it was on purpose." The others turned to see a newcomer not very far behind Sarah, an anthropomorphic husky with a figure only slightly smaller than Abby's amazonian build. Sarah's less acute senses hadn't picked up her approach and Abby and Sam had thought the scent of canine was from one of the wolves.
Sarah stared up at the husky woman and asked, "Mary Alice? What happened?"
"Wait, you said Mary Alice was the same size as you," said Abby.
"Actually, it's Malice now," said Mary Alice, "It's shorter and more fun to say. And I was Sarah's size until I drank one of these." She held up a milk canister before saying to Sarah, "Sorry about your clothes, I ripped them up."
"I can see how," said Sarah as she looked at Malice's body, namely her thick muscles, her large breasts, her wide hips, and her shapely ass. It made her feel rather puny in comparison.
"Oh, you don't need to be jealous," said Malice as if she read Sarah's thoughts, "You can just drink this milk too and you'll be like one of those big cow women. Or you can try my milk if you'd rather be a husky."
Abby cleared her throat meaningfully before saying, "She doesn't have to have either of them."
"Oh, yeah, I suppose she could have some of your milk. You do have milk, right?" said Malice.
Abby flushed before saying, "Well, yeah, I do, but that's not the point. Sarah doesn't have to get the Virus if she doesn't want to."
"Well...that might not be a bad idea," said Sarah.
Abby frowned and said, "I won't stop you if that's really what you want. But you should consider that there's probably no way to change you back or to pick another species." Sarah nodded and pondered her options.