'Step out of the van please and come with me,' said Daisy.
A scruffy man hopped out of the cab. His scowl went mostly unseen in the dim light of the early dawn.
'What's this about then?' he spat.
'Public health concern. A lot of dairies have been affected by a virus recently and we need to check the milk in your van is safe for consumption. It won't take long.'
Daisy smiled. In the shadows were several herms who were already making their way to the back of the van to swap the crates with the jizzmilk Jennifer had provided.
She passed a clipboard to the driver. 'I just need you to read this and then I'll have a few questions.'
The driver snatched the clipboard and moved over to the hood of his van to read it with the aid of his headlights. What he saw shocked him. It was an image of Ling Colt being fucked from behind, with her leg lifted to help display her own hard equine dick. Jizz was dripping from her smiling face, and it looked like a mist of milk was spraying from her tits.
Already a slob who jerked off to a lot of porn in his cab, he couldn't help himself as the changes started. He shoved his hand down his pants and yanked at his swelling prick.
'When was the last time you stopped for a masturbation break?' asked Daisy.
The driver struggled to think as hair erupted from his bald head. Long flowing locks spilled over his shoulders and hid his ears as they shifted up and became pointed.
'Oh my, it's worse than I thought. Here, let me help you with that.'
Daisy reached around from behind and pulled the driver's hand out of his pants. His trousers morphed into crotchless leather pants and she stroked his released dick as it grew. The skin around his shaft thickened and the head of his cock pushed out, extending further than it should, then the mushroom shaped tip flattened and grew wide and the air filled with his new, inhuman musk.
'You know it's regulations for all equine drivers to stop once every hour for a milking. I bet the spunk built up in your balls is over the limit. The officers here ought to give you the rider's crop for that.'
The driver moaned. Her grubby tank top changed into a fishnet t-shirt as her new breasts grew and stretched the mesh. Her nipples swelled and distended and the tips glistened with pearly milk.
'The company won't let me,' she whined.
'Are you sure? Your truck is filled with milk from Happy Whores Farm. Didn't you watch the Ling Colt training video for new drivers?'
'I just started this morning and I thought if I watched that slutty goddess I'd want to join the cows instead of delivering their delicious cream out to the world!'
'You won't be delivering anything if you're too horny to drive straight!'
'I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please let me cum and I promise never to let it happen again!'
'You're too pent up for that. You need a hard ass-fucking to clear your head again!'
The driver moaned with delight as Daisy took her over to the cop car and shoved her face forward into the backseat, which was now nothing more than an emergency milking station since the cops were called out to an "accident" by Daisy a few hours earlier. The driver's tail swished from side to side and she wriggled her rear in wait.
Daisy slipped her quickly hardening shaft from her lycra joggers and lined up her fleshy battering ram with the puffy sphincter winking back at her. She loved the sight of it and savoured the moment by squeezing her thick nipples. Then her lust took over and she slammed her hips forward.
The two sluts whinnied with delight as flesh smacked flesh. The driver blasted the milking cups with her first load of jizz, but her balls were far from empty, and she continued to whinnie and neigh as her humanity disappeared forever. She was an equine herm now, and always had been.