Lunch lady Beverly went over to the milk dispenser machine in the cafeteria kitchen. The machine was connected to another outside that milked the students, this one’s purpose was to filter the milk and let them squirt it into empty cartons for the students to consume.
As Beverly turned the valve there was suddenly a large build up of pressure, and the machine exploded milk right into her mouth and onto the floor. She wiped it off her face, then used her long tong to start licking it off her face, she had no idea student’s milk tasted this good. She wondered if she coul—
“What do you think you’re doing new girl?” Asked Gladys the head lunch lady with hands on her hips.
Beverly tried to slurp her tong back into her mouth to respond but before she could Gladys put up her hand.
“No need to come up with excuses, it’s clear you’ve made a mess of my kitchen. Now put that freakishly long tong of yours to good use and clean it up.” Gladys ordered pointing down at the milk puddle.
Meekly Beverly nodded, got on her hands and knees and started licking up the milk. She didn’t think about how gross it was licking milk off the floor, instead her mind was only focused on the delicious flavor running over her tong, and the desire to get more. As she licked her clothes got tighter and tighter. Her uniform eventually bursting at the bust, freeing her four large basketball sized breasts from their prison, her bra falling to the floor then fading out of existence. Her tops and bras were always coming apart, that’s why she never wore anything to cover her watermelon sized breasts. Her ass also began inflating, until they to burst at the seams and a long thin cow tail slipped out the hole. Beverly payed none of this any mind, as her body continued growing bigger and heavier. Her big thick muscular arms and legs were more than enough to support her weight and then some. As she licked she got off her knees and stood on her back legs, causing her spine to curve and large ass to stick out even more, ripping apart her pants and panties before they to faded out of existence. She didn’t know why she was on her back knees, after all her legs were long enough to were she could stand on her feet. Wait… feet? That wasn’t right, Beverly had hooves! And with that her shoes and socks were torn away and and replaced with hooves, but not just any hooves, high heel hooves, further accentuating her round rump and making her thick thighs rub together. Her tong kept on licking and licking, working its way between her fingers, wait… she didn’t have fingers, she didn’t even have hands. All her limbs ended in high heel hooves making her a quadruped. For the last stages of her change, her jaw and nose extended into a cow muzzle with flaring nostrils, floppy ears grew out the sides of her head, and two tiny horns poked out of her blond hair, black and white patched fur spread all over her body serving as the only covering for the cow woman.
“That’s quite enough Beverly, I think you got it all up.” Beverly snapped out of her trance and looked up.
As she looked up, Beverly’s jaw dropped as she saw a long horse penis looming over her. Unknown to both Gladys had also ingested some of Jen, Audrey, and Laura’s milk. Turning her into a caramel skinned elf with light pink hair and a horse cock that was as thick as a soda can and as long as she was tall when at full mast, though admittedly Gladys did shrink a foot in height. Still this hadn’t filled her arrogance and superiority, as she stood there with her hands on her hips. The equine equipment was very hard and poked out the front of her skirt. Since no panties could possibly contain such a meaty monster, Gladys didn’t bother with underwear and also only wore skirts for the same reason.
“When you’re done with those cartons get yourself to the milking machine as well. You’re looking pretty full.”
Beverly nodded then turned around, giving Gladys’s manhood a little bump making a little bit of pre cum squirt out. Her four breach ball sized breasts dragging their nipples along the freshly cleaned tiles and sloshing with milk. She then used her prehensile tong to pull the lever on the machine. All the while Gladys gazed at her beckoning behind.
Gladys bit her lower lip, then excused herself. Her erection knocking over a few pots and pans.
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(Damn that new girl.) Gladys thought as she jerked herself off in the produce closet. (Swinging that fat ass around, using that long rough tong of hers. Why can’t my husband just fit this stupid thing inside him!?) She thought about Beverly’s tong, how it could probably rap around her full length and then some. She kept stroking and stroking. Imagining sticking her dick right down Beverly’s throat or anus. Her quadruple body was practically made for her farm phallus. She might even finally get to her ring, or even the hilt! She moaned as she pictured her heavy nut sack slapping against that pillow like ass, and blasting a load inside her.
She climaxed all over the prepared salad bar. “Damn it,” she said panting and wiping sweat from her glistening forehead “now I gotta clean up this mess… unless…”
She peaked her head out to make sure tbe coast was clear. One climax wasn’t enough to satisfy her libido, but it was enough to shrink it a bit, so her cock was nestled between her e cup boobs and held in place with her button up uniform.
She then lifted up the salad and put it on the cart. “Salad has been dressed, and is ready for first lunch.”