Jennifer pondered her next move. It had been a day or so since a human had wandered in; she knew only the ones with the strongest wills would even consider entering the locked down town at this point. Her phone buzzed, a text telling her that the reporter was only a few minutes away.
“Ling, sweetheart, I’d like some alone time with our guest. Do you mind?” Jennifer said in a sultry, seductive tone.
Ling felt a shiver run up her spine, her cock twitching with excitement.
“Of course, Mistress. Let me know when you want me back, okay?” Ling said with a smile.
After their “session,” Ling had dressed back up in the outfit she’d worn in; a pair of stretchy yoga pants, flat shoes, and a sheer top that accentuated her obscenely huge breasts. Her entire body was on full display, just as Jennifer liked; there was enough porn of Ling out there, it was nice to see the equine slut dressed in a more casual way. Ling picked up her purse, blew a kiss, and walked out of the room, heading home.
Jennifer prepared herself, pulling up her seductive silk panties. She was wearing a skirt and during Ling’s “servicing” had slipped off the slutty undergarments. She moaned as she felt the soft silk touch her sensitive flaccid horsecock. Her cock had retreated into her horsey sheath, but it still created a bulge in the specially made lingerie. She adjusted her top next, the perfectly crafted matching bra pushing her titanic tits up and making them look even better. Once again, Jennifer licked her lips in anticipation.
A knock on the door made her fix her composure. She sat up straight in her computer chair and loudly said “Come in!”
******
Zoe Moore felt like a fish out of a water. She’d been let into Mareville after showing her press pass and ID. She felt like she was entering a foreign country; after thoroughly checking her identification, she’d been given strict instructions: Walk through the gate and follow Clark boulevard all the way to the end - the horse herm she was to meet was their leader, and her estate was at the end of the street.
Among the horse herms, she was a below average woman. At 5’7, she felt like she was surrounded by giants. There were a few horse herms around her height, but most of them were far more “gifted” than her, let alone when it came to muscle mass, breasts, or rear ends. Even behind all the horse herms’ sluttiness, there was a feeling of beauty. She just couldn’t compare. Her auburn hair wasn’t as thick or silky looking, her brown eyes weren’t as bright, her lips were thin. Among humans, she was average; among the horse herms, she felt like an outcast.
However, she wasn’t going to let that get her down. She was here for a story, a story to show the world what horse herms were really like! After all, most of them lived in this town, with the handful outside of Maresville facing discrimination and pariah status. She actually hadn’t met any before, but a magazine had caught her eye and she couldn’t stop thinking about them since then. Now, she was here about to do a story about them.
Zoe was surprised at how different Mareville was from the rumors. She’d heard it was some kind of equine hippie compound, where the equine women walked around naked, having orgies in public, living in tents, and living, well, like animals. What she found was a modern and shockingly clean city. While their outfits were… provocative, none of them were fully naked. In fact, Zoe was shocked at how… normal, everything seemed. It was nothing like how she’d pictured it in her head.
Although the Equine women looked how she’d expected, they weren’t quite acting like she thought they would be. None of them were having sex in broad daylight. Everything was certainly sexualized, though. Lingerie shops, sex toy stores, by-the-hour hotels, several different kinds of clubs. Everything looked like it belonged in a red light district instead of a main street. Zoe noted how wonderful it smelled; it was an almost musky odor, but with cinnamon, and rose petals, and… well, it was like the most pleasant perfume she’d ever smelled. She fanned herself; it hadn’t felt this hot before. Distracting herself, she looked up at the billboards along Clark Boulevard. One of them was advertising something called Jizzmilk. The billboard had a busty equine wearing a cow print bikini with a big glass bottle of it next to her. “They definitely have different products here…” Zoe thought to herself.
Another billboard was advertising… a porn star? It said “Ling Colt’s newest movie! Butthole Slut 5!” The lady, who Zoe presumed was Ling Colt, on the billboard was wearing a western outfit, showing a *lot* of skin. Zoe blushed. Definitely different products.
Shaking her head and looking away from the billboard, her eyes caught a gorgeous herm… the Asian porn star from the billboard. “Must be a small town…” Ling caught her staring and winked at her; Zoe looked away, blushing even harder, and kept walking.
The shops and clubs made way to apartments which soon gave way to homes - at first, small ones, gradually getting larger until she reached the end of Clark boulevard. A huge estate sat at the end. She walked through the open gate and up the path - it felt like she was walking for miles until she finally reached the entrance.
Zoe knocked on the door of the estate. An equine in a fetishized version of a French maid’s outfit answered the door; she was a gorgeous, tall, pale equine, her hair, ears, and tail a fiery red. “Oh, you must be Mistress Jennifer’s guest. Zoe, I presume. My name is Donna. Let me take you to her.” Donna brought Zoe into impressive estate. The first thing that Zoe noticed was the smell she’d been enjoying in town was now much, much more pungent. It felt like it was making her mind go numb, and yet she enjoyed it.
“Mistress likes to be alone with her guests. Enjoy your visit.” Donna said, before quickly departing.
Zoe gulped, a bit nervous as to what this meeting would entail, and knocked on the door.
******
Zoe sat down on the opposite side of Jennifer. The scent had grown even stronger; she knew her face was flush and she felt the wetness from her vagina running down her leg. She tried to cover her blouse with her blazer, hoping that her rock hard nipples weren’t showing through.
“Hello, Miss Moore. My name is Jennifer Clark. Please, call me Jennifer. I apologize for your escort, but we don’t generally get many human visitors. And, well, you’re a journalist, so I figured you wanted to talk to me anyway.” Jennifer said.
“Um, yes. Um, you can… please… uh. Oh, I’m sorry, it’s just a bit warm in here. Please, uh, no need for formalities. Call me Zoe. Well, you mentioned your name is Jennifer Clark. Any, um, relation to the Clark Boulevard I travelled down?” Zoe asked. Her arousal was off the charts; she tried her best to remain composed, but her libido was really getting it her. It didn’t help that Jennifer was the single most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. She felt her eyes wander to Jennifer’s impressive breasts…
“Yes, it’s named after me. There’s a reason for that. Zoe. Look me in the eyes, please.” Jennifer said.
Zoe blushed once more. She’d been caught.
Jennifer kissed Zoe. Zoe felt herself melt away. She immediately kissed back. Everything in her brain was telling her this was wrong, but her body happily gave in. All those beautiful equines she’d seen, teasing her with their bodies. However, something clicked in Zoe’s brain. She broke the kiss and clutched her head.
“Did it work? Zoe? Sweetie?” Jennifer asked excitedly.
“I… Jennifer… what… what is this? Why do I… equines… aren’t natural?” Zoe asked. She felt like there were two realities pulling at her, and she couldn’t figure out which was real.
“Oh, I’m so glad it worked. Oh, Zoe. You have no clue how lonely I was. How alone I’ve felt. No one knew my pain. Everyone thought this was normal.” Jennifer said.
“So… what… please, Jennifer… what’s going on?”
Jennifer explained the situation to Zoe thus far - how she’d been cursed and somehow managed to become this… thing.
“So you used to just be a regular, human high school senior? And this town… I remember… there was just a regular suburban development here… so… what happens now?” Zoe asked.
“Well. You’re the first person I’ve tried that on where it worked, Zoe. I could give you some of my milk and change you the way I want to… or you could go back to being a journalist. Expose us and see if anyone can see through the changes. Really, I’m just glad that worked. Zoe, I’ve been so alone. Everyone thought this was normal. I’ve tried that on maybe four or five people to do what I did to you and it failed. You’ve got the strongest will. So, make your decision. Any questions you’ve got I can answer them.” Jennifer said.
“So… I drink your milk. I become… one of you. Do I… does my brain change? What’s happened to you, that you can tell? And how does my life change?” Zoe asked.
“Well, the obvious is a huge love for equines. I can’t live without them. I fuck five or six of them a day, minimum. Let alone my masturbation. I have to milk myself a lot, too. For equines, it replaces any… bodily functions. And your mind will change, I presume. You’ll love equines, you’ll want to spread this, and you’ll become a porn addict. Speaking from experience.” Jennifer said.
“Woah. And… I’ll obey you, I suppose.” Zoe said.
“Yes. And I’d… I’d boost your knowledge, or at least try to. See… I can change girls specifically, to an extent. I can pick careers and some other aspects. So I figured I’d make you my top scientist. Maybe you could crack the code, make more equines understand what’s changed, use Jizzmilk in a scientific way.” Jennifer said.
“And why are you letting me choose?” Zoe asked. “I mean, you could’ve dominated me already. I’m in your domain.”
“I just wanted one person who’d understand. I was so lonely. This is a curse. As much as I get off on it, I do know that I’ve been so perverted I’m a different person. I just wanted one person who could see that.” Jennifer said.
Zoe didn’t think Jennifer was lying. Maybe the equine pheromones had changed her brain, but she couldn’t make any other choice.
“Jennifer, can I suck on your tits?” Zoe asked. “Wow, that sounded so slutty. Guess that’s gonna be me.”
“I’d love for you to.” Jennifer said. She removed her blouse and then her bra.
Zoe stared at the huge tits. “See, I didn’t like tits before, but now I… mmm. I guess that’s one thing that’s already changed.” She said, before latching on to one of Jennifer’s massive mammaries. As soon as Zoe got her first taste of equine milk, she came. Greedily she sucked, becoming addicted to the sweet flavor.
Jennifer moaned. She imagined Zoe as a super genius, one that worked in a lab developing drugs from equine Jizzmilk.
Zoe’s body hair disappeared as she grew to an impressive 6 feet tall. Her hips cracked and widened as her core became far more fit. Her vagina turned equine, spraying juices everywhere as a horse cock with balls began to grow above it. She moaned, loudly, as she felt her asshole become equine, pulsing with desire; it felt so empty to her now. Her ass quickly began to balloon out, becoming just as massive and impressive as Jennifer’s. Zoe’s tits changed next, her B-cup breasts growing to milk-filled basketball sized orbs sticking straight up on her chest. Her nipples grew, becoming as long as her thumbs.
Zoe’s horse cock finished growing; it had a thin layer of white fur on it, with black dots going up and down the shaft. Her leathery balls were tennis ball sized and filled to the brim with corruptive cum. An amber colored horse tail grew out of her spine as her ears moved to the top of her head, gaining fur the same color as her rapidly thickening hair and becoming equine shaped.
Zoe’s face became more like a model’s version of its former self as permanent slutty makeup appeared on it. Her new dick sucking lips were covered in black lipstick - they were huge and impressive, and she was still using them to empty one of Jennifer’s huge milk tanks.
Mentally, Zoe could feel herself becoming obsessed with equines. How superior they were to humans, how superior she was. How much she wanted to fuck them constantly. Her IQ began to increase as scientific formulas filled her brain. Thoughts of new drugs she could make from Jizzmilk. How she could spread this wonderful gift more. An extreme love for Ling Colt and equine porn filled her brain, too. Finally, Zoe broke the seal between her mouth and Jennifer’s tit.
Zoe’s new equine cock and pussy sprayed cum everywhere as her breasts sprayed milk.
“Oh… goddess. I’m so happy I get to serve you.” Zoe said.
“Do you remember, Zoe?” Jennifer asked cautiously.
“I do, mistress. I remember everything. I’m so glad you made me an equine and that I may live here in Mareville. I won’t disappoint you.” Zoe said.
“You’d never disappoint me, beautiful. And call me Jennifer. We’re basically equals. Now, I’d like to give you a reward for becoming one of my girls. What would you like?” Jennifer asked.
“Mistress, can you fuck my slutty ass, please?” Zoe asked, looking at Jennifer with her big brown eyes.
“Of course.” Jennifer said with a smile.
Zoe got down on her hands and knees and Jennifer shoved her cock deep inside Zoe’s waiting asshole. Zoe cried in pleasure, feeling the cock stimulate her prostate. Zoe let out some loud moans before cumming after only a few minutes, spraying cum from her massive cock a second time.
“Okay, Jennifer. I’m gonna start my work. I’ll be back, okay? Thanks for fucking my ass so hard.” Zoe said.
“Of course, babe. You’re gonna be one of my personal sluts now. Get ready, okay?” Jennifer said with a smile.
“Yes, Jennifer!” Zoe said as she left the home.