'Hold up!' shouted Howard.
'What now?' whispered Becky. The slutmares rolled their eyes at each other. As they waited for their annoying boss to jog down the hall.
'I need to check the soup. Jim added too much salt but that batch might be okay.' He lifted one of the covers, dipped his finger into the cream of mushroom soup, and sucked it clean.
'That's good,' he said. He took another sip. 'Really good!'
He grabbed a spoon and started to shovel it into his mouth. His ears shifted upwards and pointed, his hair fell longer across his shoulders. His lips had new, permanent lipstick.
'What did they put in this? I've never had anything like it.'
'We added jizzcream!' bubbled Becky.
'Really?' said Howard. He gobbled another spoonful and moaned. 'I've never had it before. It's amazing!'
'Here,' said Katie. 'Try it on its own.'
She handed him a fresh, opened bottle. He grabbed it, took a whiff, and gulped it down. His shirt transformed into a leather corset which squeezed his body into its new hourglass shape and he grew breasts to fill out the cups.
'That's the best cuisine I've ever had,' declared Howard. His voice was much higher. 'Is it really made from real horse herm cum?'
'Oh yes!' said Becky. 'Do you want to taste mine and see?'
Howard nodded excitedly. Becky tore off her apron and stroked her rapidly hardening cock. Howard leant in and sucked the flared tip into his mouth, his jaw surprisingly able to stretch to take it all in without discomfort. Pre spurted onto his tongue and immediately he wanted more.
As he bobbed his head up and down his breasts continued to grow, spilling over the top of the corset. The corset changed so the cups supported his colossal tits from underneath, holding them so when he was standing erect his three inch long nipples pointed slightly upwards.
The changes swept down through his body. His trousers clung to his legs and transformed into black stockings, held up by the garter his cummerbund had become. His cock dangled exposed between his legs and it darkened to a midnight black against his pale skin.
Katie watched with glee as the head of her boss' cock flattened. His shaft thickened, and the flared tip dropped to reveal a new pink shaft against the black of his tip and sheath. Her own cock quickly sprung into life at the erotic sight.
Driven by instinct, Katie moved behind her boss and slipped a finger inside the growing wet hole. Harold wiggled his ass for more, and a tail sprouted. Katie grabbed it, lined up her cock, and shoved it into the marecunt. Harold lurched forward from the strength of the thrust, swallowing half of Becky's cock down her throat.
Damn her whores were good! Harmony didn't really need to do a spot check on them, but quality was always important to her. Besides, why should the guests be the only ones having fun?
Horse jizz flooded her insides and her own cock erupted onto the floor. All three cunts sprayed into the hall and milk splattered everywhere.
'Excellent work ladies,' she said after they'dall calmed down. 'Take your time with the guests and I'll see to it that the kitchen doesn't forget to add jizzcream to all the meals again.'
Katie and Becky nodded. The elevator doors opened and two jizz-soaked herms wearing only chef hats exited, and the two slutmares in aprons and only milk on their bodies pushed their trolleys in.