The sight of a female giraffe back up and cozying her pussy up to a tree went ignored by the sleeping human world. It was a pity, really, because June realized how ridiculous this whole scenario was. Her thoughts soon turned to release as she began to grind her tender wet lips against the rough textured tree bark. After a while, her juices soaking into the tree, it started to chafe a little, and in frustration the giraffe cow kicked out angrily and snapped the tree at its base, causing it to topple over and slam into the ground.
Annoyed, June's need amplified at the small taste of pleasure. Her big tall giraffe body needed to CUM! Fucking Ty, what a let down! She clopped back to the horse, dripping a trail of her own lube as she went, and nudged his side with a hoof. He was absolutely unconscious. She vigrously nudged his ribs with several insistant shakes. Dead to the world. Which meant that she was stuck as a huge horny giraffe for at least a while longer.
Urrrgh... she was getting desperate. The need was burning hotter and hotter by the second. She felt like she might brust into flames. Or at least burst. The heavy smell of her animal arousal wafted through the air.
What was a giraffe gal to do?
Her face practically lit up with delight as she spied a blunt rock sticking out from the cliff by the waterfall. Perfect! Perfect! Dick like, rounded on the edge. Smooth. That would do the trick!
June ambled over to the waterfall, the cool mist barely soaking up her knees as it sprayed below, and she carefully backed in against the rocks. Her particular friend-to-be grew closer. She had to wiggle her bum and angle it justttt right, sliding her back hips down a little. There! Right there! She carefully pushed back, and was rewarded as the round smooth tip of the rock hit her giraffe pussy. She was so wet it almost slipped right in, but that wasn't what she wanted. She had to arrange it just right, but to her utter delight the tip rested right below her clit. She began carefully and gently rubbing herself off. The slickness of her pussy juice and the smoothness of the rock soon began to cooperate in harmony. She gently rubbed her nub up and down on the rock.
She began to build. The crash of the waterfall beside her stimulated her senses. The scent of the cool river water. The lovely relaxing sound. The cool breeze of it falling. The mist flying up and hitting her knees. The giraffe made an O face and winced. Oh, that felt gooood! It felt amazing! She rubbed a little harder, scratching her itch, and felt her penny sized clit squish against the now warm and pleasant rock. She pulsed deep inside. Nerves fired. She grew wetter. The tension only escalated.
She thought of everything that had happened to her today. Being shrunken. Humiliated. Being naked and forced to clean the yard. Shrinking. Growing. Stretching. Growing to a giant. An animal. The orgasm as a deer. Running through the woods as a beastly wolf woman. Her giraffe body grew hot and sweaty. She was practically humping the rock now, slapping her ass and her clit against it with careless abandon. Her lube splattered all over her furry ass. Her tail arched up and trembled. Her face screwed up and her long blue tongue hung from the side of her mouth. The tension climbed to unbearable levels. She thought of Ty. The changes they had yet to experience. Being reduced to fit into the palm of his hand. Growing in a giant big enough to fill the valley. Becoming a bird, soaring through the air. Perhaps a big horny elephant. Oh, God! Oh God! Oh! Oh! Almost there! She knew it was going to be massive. She imagined Mark. Yes, stupid Mark! Stupid cheuvanistic Mark! If he could see her now. A big sexy powerful giraffe. She liked being the giraffe. No, she LOVED being the giraffe! This body felt incredible! The heavy chuff of her enormous lungs. The pounding of her massive heart. The tug and pull of her huge tendons and ligaments. The surge of her blood racing through her reinforced veins. The weight of her beautiful hooves. The fresh taste of cum in her mouth. Her size. Her height! The power she felt! The confidence! The beauty! OH! OH! OH! Here it was! Here it was! She was about to peak! OH FUCK! She was about to cum!
Her giraffe pussy clamped tight and pulsated wildly, firing off a series of electrical zaps that staggered her. She fell away from the dripping cliff and splattered clear thick fluids behind her as she had a hot liquid orgasm. It felt like molton lava erupting from deep inside of her. The heat. The pressure. The deer had been incredible. The giraffe was mind blowing. Her face contorted. Tears fell from her wincing eyes. She would have let out a scream from her open mouth if she could still make noise. Her great long legs shook and wobbled in every direction. One of her back knees buckled as the nerves danced, making her tumble forward a little. She gyrated and twitched and pulled involuntarily. The fire burned through her like nothing she had ever felt before. Her mind suddenly whited out, consumed by all encompassing pleasure the likes of which she could never imagined. Explosions of color danced across the back of her eyes. Sweat and heat wafted off her huge body. She lurched forward, pussy lips twitching wildly.
It felt like it lasted for hours! For days! She lost all sense of time.
The next thing she knew, she had collapsed next to the waterfall on the soft mud near the bank. When she finally regained her senses, she experienced a lovely aftershock of orgasmic bliss and then the delightful warmth of afterglow. She looked over herself, panting, and smiled broadly, tongue dangling from her mouth.
She *loved* this body! She *loved* being this big giraffe! She *never* wanted to change back! Ever! She could live like forever. A big horny lusty leaf munching absurdity.
With a final shiver, she felt herself coming down and slowly stood up again, absolutely enamored with own form. She stood on her stilts, shook the mud from beneath her tan stomach, and with a sensual sigh of happiness, she stepped into the cool water up to her ankles. She felt rocks under her hooves, checked their stability, and waded deeper. Fully submerged, she wasn't even up to her hips in river water. Delighted at her size and grace, she stepped back and waded towards the waterfall. She put her head under the torrent, gasped at the icy water washing over her head and neck, and showered in it. Reveled in it.
Her body just kept feeling better and better. She actually had time to adjust to every sensation, every nuance of her new body. She grew to love it more and more as she turned and washed her tall self under the waterfall, letting the cool water wash out her fur of juices and mud and sweat. Feeling deliciously clean, she emerged from under the water with a huge grin, soaked completely, and began to shake herself out as she slowly and daintily climbed up the bank and onto the grass. She spied the sleeping horse yards away and rolled her eyes. Silly boy, she thought again.
Drying in the night air, she found herself wandering the meadow and eventually the forest they had been through before. When she reached the road, she briefly considered wandering back into town as the giraffe and causing havoc, but she restrained herself.
Eventually, she found herself tired out, and decided to rest a few feet away from slumbering Ty the draft horse.