The smell hit you as soon as the barn door had opened a crack, greeting you before you saw what was inside. A musk of sweat, mixed with something saltier that you recognized from that one weird guy in your old hish school class who couldn't keep himself from getting stiff in class. It was heavy, though - almost overwhelming, causing you to squint for a second once the door was open. When you finally managed to get accustomed enough to the shockingly powerful aroma, your eyes slowly opened, and you were just slightly perplexed by what you saw.
It was a barn for sure, with the usual things you'd expect. Little stalls, grain sacks and wheat piled up, tools strewn about. But where you'd expect to see stands for milking, you instead noticed simple posts with padded armrests, with pads that looked fairly comfortable set up on the floor around them - way too comfortable for a barnhouse. The farm girl in you is growing steadily more confused as Sasha strides over to one, leaning up against it and patting the side to indicate you should come over, but you comply and follow anyway.
"This here is one helluva milkin' operation, see," she began to explain, "But y'all might've noticed that we ain't got no cows 'round here right now." You glance around and realize, you hadn't actually seen many cattle grazing in the field, nor were any bovine currently in the barn. "See, we ain't really gettin' much milk outta the cows. They dried up, shoot, good ten years ago - so the boss did some talkin' with some real special women she knew, and started findin' a much better solution." She made a point of emphasizing the jiggle of her breasts.
Suddenly it hit you as you were almost hypnotized by the motion of her bountiful chest. "Wait... are you saying...?"
"Yup! Keener Farms milk comes right outta girls like me!" She confirmed your suspicion with immense pride and a smile on her face. "Got a whole little speical process, too, to make sure we got plenty to give. All use girls, shoot, we're like cows who milk 'emselves!" There was a laught that only slightly dampened your shock. "Now, don't you go worryin', cause it's all healthy, ain't no dangers or nothin'. And it's fun! I reckon once you had y'all's first milkin', you ain't never gonna want another job."
Your eyes got a bit wider. "I... what?" You swallowed audibly. "I-I-I don't... I mean, I don't even have...." You looked down, a little ashamed of how flat your chest was compared to the massive jugs on Sasha. "Not much milk at all..."
"Oh, don't you go worryin' yer pretty head 'bout that." She grinned and stepped around the stand, her hands going down to the denim shorts she'd been wearing and undoing the button. You once again found your confusion turning to shock as she began to lower the shorts, revealing she had no underwear beneath... but there was certainly something down there. Your jaw drops at the sight of a horse-lock cock and two large, heavy balls springing out, having been compressed tight by the pressure of the denim. Sasha put a hand down to the shaft and started tugging, and almost immediately, the soft member began to harden.
As the cock with it's flared head rapidly gained length, she further elaborated. "Us Amazons... we come... packin'..." She bites her lip. As the cock extended, you realized there was a slit under the balls, coming to an understanding that she's a hermaphrodite - but at that moment, the enormous horsecock is the main attraction, having now reached a foot in length and still growing. "Lil bit of goodness from this thing... and you'll be... perfect milkin' girl..." Her rod finally reaches its full length, leaving you mesmerizied - it's easily 18 inches, girthy, so much twitching meat back up by a pair of testes filled to the brim with her releases.
"Now, get down there... and start... suckin'..."
The musk of her horsecock was overwhelming. You shouldn't have been doing this, but there was an almost hypnotic effect to the throbbing member - you feel like you'd regret it the rest of your life if you didn't get a taste of that thing. Slowly, you began to lower to your knees on the pad, suddenly realizing why such a comfortable bit of flooring was so important. You were still hesitant, but she seemed patient, just gently taking a handful of your auburn-colored hair and pulling your face towards the head of the animalistic protrusion. Your tongue flittered out, licking up a bit of precum, taste buds shocked by how delicious the salty tinge was.
You opened your mouth wide as you possibly could, and it was just barely enough for the head to push inside. Sasha could tell this was a new experience for you, and she was suitably gentle, slowly wriggling the meaty shaft inside your mouth, and only as much as you could cram in there without pain. The taste of her rod was sweet with the salty sauce of her precum, giving you fantastic encouragement to start suckling, applying all the vacuum suction that her lungs could generate. You were nervous, having never sucked off anyone, let alone a hot amazon with a horsecock, but her soft moans gave you a hint that you were on the right path.
For all her strength and apparent endurance, she had little spurts of cum ejecting out the tip awfully fast. Maybe she just couldn't hold a load, or maybe she had intended to let go fast. Because as soon as that delightful cream had blasted down your throat, you began to feel a whole new heat and warmth spread over your body. Some sort of energy, something you could only describe as magic that began to imbue itself into your flesh, and where it was strongest, you started to feel your body itself being manipulated. Reshaped, like you were clay, and a grand sculptor was kneading their hands into your flesh in order to create a masterpiece out of you.
Your whole body stretched, lengthening, especially the torso and limbs, pulling you to a new height in line with Sasha's. Your head got a little bigger to compensate, and suitably, you found yourself with more volume to accomodate the blonde's cock, something she took advantage of. Another tiny streak of goopy white rope down your gullet, and you could feel the tickle of your hair growing down, tumbling over your shoulders and back as its color became crimson, shifting in cascades of red to become a long, silky, thick mess. Your muffled moans were nowhere near as loud as Sasha's as she bucked, forcing out another, much larger burst that you swallowed up eagerly.
There as a sudden knot in your abdomen, and your hands rushed there to find that what had been a flat and soft underbelly was hardening up. Muscles form, first a flat and taut stomach, quickly bulging out into a sick-pack, thick with raw, muscular power. The feeling of warmth and grown seemed to jump to your hands and then your arms, your biceps swelling up along with your legs - fuck, you felt almost like you were getting a superhero body here, with so much muscle, so much power. And that became apt, as you felt your back end pushing out into a perfect toned heart, your chest meanwhile become heavy as breasts swelled up, filling with milk that you could already tell was sloshing.
As you had rubbed your newly-massive tits, pinching at nipples begging to be milked, the warmth finally came to your groin. There was something pushing out, a bulge that quickly became three bulges - two of them hung down, filling out into round shapes, two balls held within a sack, as the third took on a more cylindrical shape. It became wide in seconds, pushing out to be long, long, impossibly so. Your forming horsecock only stopped when it was rock-hard at a foot and a half, the tip suddenly rounding off with a flare as it reached the conclusion of its growth. Instantly, there was a load in your balls desperate to release, and with no experience controlling a cock, you couldn't help unleashing it up at Sasha.
She giggled, popping her horsecock free of your mouth and took a step back, admiring the way you were groping your new tits and cock, the way your clothes had been stretched and ripped and were now being torn away by your new muscles. "Oh my - y'all came out beatifully." She sighed and kneeled down, coming face to face with you, and pulled you into a relaxing kiss, her lips soft and inviting. The moment seemed to help you collect your focus again, returning to a somewhat rational state of mind as Sasha stroked your red locks. "I gotta show you how the milkin' works... or maybe y'all want to spend some time gettin' used to this here body?" The Amazon grinned. "Break them tit 'n that cock in nice and proper like..."