Reaching one leg up into the window pane, Joan jumped down into the warehouse. Joan yelped as she met the hard concrete floor, and while her fall cushioned by her vastly enlarged ass, it was still painful.
Suddenly, all of the lights illuminated and she saw rows and rows of large stainless steel vats with nozzles and spigots on them, and various pipes going every which way throughout the building. It was quite a bit larger inside than she thought, now finding herself in the middle of a rather large scale manufacturing facility. On the other side of the floor was a large conveyor belt that was hooked up to a bottling machine and an even larger stainless steel tank.
Joan got up on her hooved feet, and brushed the dirt off her big butt. Just then, a large metal door on the other side of the facility opened with a loud creaking noise, and a black-suited man entered the room.
“Hello, Joan. What a pleasure it is to finally meet you.” he said, as he approached her slowly. The large metal door shut behind him with a loud noise that reverberated through the cavernous building.
“I’m Dr. Henry Wifflephaffer of the Pleasure Island Park Apothecary.”
“You... you’re the one who did this to my family, and to me!” she scolded. Her visible anger caused her four huge tits to wobble distractedly.
“I did nothing of the sort, Joan. It was your family who went in search of a thrill, buying my company’s products. And it was also you and your family who couldn’t follow simple directions, lest your transformations become permanent... and unpredictable.” he said.
“But this... you’re the one who keeps injecting me with... whatever this stuff is and you tried to auction me off like a slave!” she shouted, no less angry.
“Me? That was Jeb, he is the one who managed some of my business here at the apothecary.. or should I say Jen?”
Joan’s look of anger changed to one of surprise.
“Yes, we have been watching your every move... quite entertaining. Don’t worry, your family and friends are safe within our care. They were apprehended shortly after you left the pavilion.”
“The truth is, Joan, you are a very special specimen to me. While Jeb *tsk* Jen was correct in that your DNA has already been manipulated to a point where you can never be fully human again, there is something unique occurring that has made it so that you are still mostly human.” he explained.
“Your husband was not so fortunate, and was completely transformed. But you, there is something unique about you, not to mention that your bodily fluids seem to have a viral transforming effect on those that you... ahem... mate with.”
“I believe, with some study, that I could harness and control this aspect of your transformative capability for mass market product production, not just for the kinksters who grace us here on Pleasure Island... women who wish for larger natural breasts, or more of them? Solved. Women with triplets will ensure their babies don't go hungry. Men who suffer from sterility or impotence? Cured forever.”
“I would be rich beyond my wildest dreams. And you, my dear, are the key to my success, since you seem to be able to exert your will over your transformations.”
“What? N... no, I can’t.” she objected.
“Oh come on, do you think it was all random? Every time you found something pleasurable, its effects were amplified. Your breast size, your penis size, your *ahem* enjoyment of the dirtier side of life.”
Joan blushed and realized she’d been watched this entire time. She’d done some things she wasn’t proud of, but her libido and kinky tendencies always seemed to get the best of her.
“That may be, but I know that I want no part of you, or your crazy schemes. Nothing will make me normal again, or bring back my family to the way they were!”
“I thought you might say that, so I will call for the guards and they will help me get what I need from you.” he said, opening up his suit pocket, revealing a rather large syringe.
Plucking it from his pocket, he held it up between his fingers, his thumb on the plunger and reached into his other pocket for his cell phone.
Suddenly, Joan leapt on top of him, as he fell into his back and the syringe fell to the floor but didn’t break. Her naked body straddled his waist, pinning him to the floor as he struggled to free himself. As he was not a large man, he found this difficult. Joan leaned forward and pushed her butt out, burying his face between her tits as his muffled objections could scarcely be made out.
Her milky tits sloshed audibly like full hot water bottles, as she pulled on the nipples on her upper most set of breasts, and a torrent of milk began cascading out of them, covering the doctor’s face with the thick, white cream. He struggled underneath her, choking as he tried to avoid drinking any of it but there was simply too much.
He struggled to reach the syringe while nearly being drowned by Joan’s milk, and was finally able to roll it back with his index finger, grabbing it and jabbing it into Joan’s side. She yelped in pain as she fell back onto her plushy bottom, her tits still leaking milk.
The doctor coughed and struggled to regain his breath, his face and hair slick with Joan’s milk. Meanwhile, heat began to build throughout Joan’s body.
“Grrrrrgh... not... again...” she said through gritted teeth. Enormous pressure began to build in her chest, as her four breasts throbbed and as she watched they swelled more and more. She grabbed a hold of them as they ballooned more, and jumped as they tingled with pleasure.
As they increased in sensitivity, the feeling went from unpleasant to erotic as her top pair swelled to a bust size that would have measured at 100”, and her lower pair quickly raced to catch up, stopping at 80”. The change wasn’t limited to just her cleavage, as her top set of nipples elongated and thickened to 6” long and 2” wide, almost looking like large cow’s udders. Her voluminous upper set of tits now hung down past her navel, and her lower set hung nearly down to her crotch, only to be parted by her obscenely large cock, which was also swelling. The massive organ grew in tandem with her testicles which expanded to the size of cantaloupes and hung between her womanly thighs. The shaft finished growing as it hung two feet from her crotch, and was thick enough that her hands could barely encircle it. It was the biggest cock she’d ever seen - human or animal. Joan's horns lengthened and thickened, curving around either side of her head.
The doctor began to get up but only made it to his hands and knees before he too began to change. His face was obscured by his dark hair which was now lengthening, and his body throbbed with impending changes. Two furry, pointed ears poked through his flowing mane of hair. He sunk down so his torso rested on the ground as his ass began to push out against the seat of his pants, growing bigger and bigger. Eventually the seat of his pants was pulled so tight that it ripped right down the seam, exposing his underwear which was being pulled increasingly into a valley of butt cleavage by a rapidly enlarging, feminine ass.
The doctor winced as the underwear was now pulled into a thong and its limits were being put to the test. Rapidly trying to pull it down to alleviate the pain, he was soon relieved as it too snapped from his bottom as it swelled. Each ass cheek was now the size of a basketball, and the cock that hung between his legs soon disappeared, and was replaced with a large pussy.
The doctor's arms and legs were the same length now and as she stood on them they began to reshape before her eyes. Her thighs thickened considerably as her leg bones snapped and molded themselves into a digitigrade shape, her toes turning black, becoming one solid mass.
A new tail was emerging from just above her now feminine butt and it swished, fanning the scent of her pussy around the room. Her eyes squeezed shut, and rubbed her thighs together in lust.
The musky scent caught Joan's nose. Her hands trembled as she touched her new cock and a slow stroke downward of her palm made her member jump to a tense feeling. Her own tail sprung from her butt, swaying back and forth as her balls tightened, drawing closer as they ached for release.
The doctor shuffled around as two breasts began to push on the confines of his shirt, popping each of the buttons off one at a time until the rising mounds of cleavage parted the fabric. Now standing on her four hooves, they pointed downwards towards the ground and swung pendulously between her arms. Her flushed, feminine face looked backwards at Joan with a lustful look.