Later that day, Zoe excitedly called Jennifer.
"Mistress, I believe I've made a breakthrough. I want you to see this." Zoe shouted. She was shaking with anticipation and she was getting aroused.
"Zoe, sweetie. Call me Jennifer. I'll be there in 5." Jennifer said before hanging up.
Zoe fondled her balls, enjoying how sensitive they were. She still wasn't used to her changes, and that meant everything was still fresh and exciting. She'd been working nonstop on this and she was so excited to show Jennifer. Jennifer had made sure Zoe's libido wasn't as intense as some of the horse herms, as she wanted her to work, but Zoe still needed to empty her tits and balls at least 3 or 4 times a day. She'd already done it 3 times today, using the "results" in her experiments.
After she'd transformed, an abandoned warehouse just outside of the Mareville "border" had transformed. It had turned into a state of the art laboratory, filled with plenty of technology that Zoe now knew how to use. There was one entrance outside of town; this was technically the only way to get into Mareville without going through the checkpoint, though it only led to test rooms inside of the lab. The side of the lab had a huge sign that read "Moore Laboratories." With this, reality had altered once again; the town had grown larger, absorbing the new lab and moving the security gate further down the road. Zoe was a bit intimidated by how much reality changed; she now had a living space inside of the lab and she got the feeling that she'd been a resident for years instead of the half day or so she'd spent there.
In her lab, she was standing in a control room. There was a set of one way glass. Zoe could see her subjects; the subjects couldn't see Zoe. One of the rooms had a middle aged man sitting in a chair, sporting an erection. The other contained two college girls - friends that had signed up together; their faces were red and Zoe could see one of the girls' nipples poking through her shirt.
Jennifer walked in. "Zoe. This is really something. Who are they?" She was admiring the beautiful, clean lab.
"Oh, on the left is Henry, on the right is Cynthia and Sadie. For my experiments, I've avoided face to face contact. Everything about the experiment has been communicated to them through a video call. For all intents and purposes, they've had no contact with horse herms. I've administered a regular aphrodisiac medication to them. Oh, and this is interesting. There's a device that shows their current lustful thoughts."
She pushed a button and in Henry's booth, a relatively regular image of a blonde porn star appeared. For Cynthia, it was a hunk of a man, while Sadie seemed to prefer women - a beautiful brunette was in her thoughts.
"Now, here's where the real experiment is. You know that wonderful smell we all have? I took some of my pussy juice and synthesized an extremely concentrated spray. It's 50 times as strong as the pheromones from one of us." Zoe said with a smile, spraying the concoction in both booths.
All three subjects coughed for a second before looking dazed.
"Now, look at their screens!" Zoe said with a wicked smile.
Jennifer watched in astonishment as the blonde porn star, the buff man, and the brunette girl on the lust screen all changed into horse herms.
Within the test chambers, Henry had pulled his pants off and started masturbating, unable to stop himself. Cynthia started masturbating, to Sadie's delight.
"Look away! I... whatever that spray *moan* was... I can't stop!" Cynthia shouted out. Sadie turned her back and started her own masturbation session.
"Now... they're unable to cum. The horse herm pheromones make it so humans can't cum until they've transformed. But without the addition of equine cum or milk or some of Ling's porn - or some of these new compounds I've created - they won't change. Now, these new compounds I've developed came from my own equine fluids, and I should be able to change them more specifically than a regular equine. Though I haven't tested them yet, I have a few different kinds. I'm still working on the awareness formula, but I've come up with some good ones so far."
Zoe showed Jennifer; the first was labeled “Standard.” The next was labelled "Blonde Bimbo." Another read "Goth Whore." The next, "Maid Slut." "Milk Maid." "Gym Rat." "Stripper." "Prostitute." "Porn Star." read the rest.
"Now, these aren't the only ones I could make. I can make more. And we can mix these. Goth Whore and Blonde Bimbo. Or Milk Maid and Stripper. This will determine their jobs, bodies, and personalities. They're pretty straight forward, except for Milk Maid. That'll put them on the milking farms. They'll produce more milk and cum than regular horse herms, and we can use them for Jizzmilk production." Zoe said confidently.
"Zoe... this is wonderful! Let's test them out." Jennifer said with a smile.
Zoe was beaming. She decided to test one of them.