Hooked up to a milking machine in front of several screens, Jennifer couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Having hacked into the grocery store’s cameras, she moaned as she used her milker, getting more and more aroused as the store changed.
Several orgasms and one fully changed supermarket later, Jennifer was shocked at how much one shipment of Happy Whore Farms Milk being sent to a SavNShop had done; in addition to all the new equines, reality was further changing to favor equines, at least in the small area around Mareville. Jennifer continued to test her powers; after the cashiers at the supermarket transformed, the register station had changed and added their own milking stations; Jennifer found it a bit *too* slutty, and focused as hard as she could at rewriting reality once more.
A new invention, a mini cock milker, had appeared as a result of this effort. Every employee in the supermarket who’d changed now had a mandated mini cock milker strapped to their thigh, the tube connecting to their massive cocks. A backpack contained a 3 gallon tank to hold their semen as they continuously jizzed throughout their shifts, no longer needing milking breaks without disturbing the non-equine customers. Of course, their tits would be extra full at the end of their shifts, but that’s why the supermarket had a new communal milking room in its former break room.
Even better, the small town that the supermarket was in, Oakton, had gone from no equines to having an equine majority in just a few hours. The town of 14,000 people, at least 15 miles from Mareville, was quickly shaping into a new slutmare community.
Jennifer couldn’t believe how good this felt. She decided to implement another plan Candi had written out. Pressing a few more buttons, her second plan was brewing…
******
Kevin Conley was sitting in his trailer after a long day of working construction. He lived in a rural little town, primarily known for its cornfields, called Suttonsville. 46 and never married, he drowned out his sorrows with late night television and cold beer - and it showed, his unkempt, greasy hair covered by a trucker’s cap, his beer gut barely covered by a stained wife beater.
It was late at night, Kevin falling asleep, when he was awoken by his TV going out.
“Huh? Damn thing… let me just…” Kevin started to say, before a spiral appeared on his TV. An advertisement began to play within the spiral.
Kevin was instantly mesmerized. “Buy Happy Cow Farms Milk now at your local SavNShop!” Suddenly, the TV flickered again, and Kevin’s mesmerization was replaced by an urge to go buy that particular milk.
“I should get some Happy Cow Farms Milk.” He said, almost robotically. Never mind the fact that Kevin had never craved milk in his life, never mind the fact that it was 2 am, Kevin was on a mission. Kevin prepared to leave his house and go to his local SavNShop…
*****
Meanwhile, at that local SavNShop, Priya Bajwa was on the night shift, by herself, stocking shelves. Priya was a pretty woman, standing at 5’1, her chestnut colored skin smooth with no wrinkles - a perk of never going outside, she figured. Otherwise, she was cute but relatively unremarkable - her breasts were average, at a B-cup, and they sagged slightly which bothered her. Her hips with far too thin for her liking, her rear flabbier and yet still smaller than she’d like. What bothered her most, though, about her body was her stomach. Priya liked to snack and drink, and over the past few years, she’d gained a bit of a potbelly. She tried to ignore it, but it did bother her deep down. She didn’t really bother with makeup, as she felt her lips were too thin, and she kept her hair short, a nice if boring pixie cut. However, none of that was relevant to her job at hand.
Priya had always liked these kinds of jobs because she didn’t have to interact with the general public; the store closed at ten, she came in, stocked the shelves by herself, and was out at 6 when it opened. Not a single customer to deal with.
Priya sighed. She was an introvert through and through; being the only non-white person that the majority of the town had ever seen didn’t help; her social battery felt like it was drained 24/7. Her parents had moved from India; her dad was a pharmaceutical engineer and her mom a dentist. Of course, because of that, they’d had high expectations, and they certainly weren’t happy to find out that their daughter had no career prospects and wasn’t going to college. Priya was now 25, barely scraping by, living on her own after being kicked out at 18. She often wondered if she’d made the right choice; she knew she couldn’t become a doctor like her parents wanted to but she also knew they wouldn’t pay for art school.
So, here she was, debt free but with most of her “Head Stocker” wages going towards an apartment in her hometown, a town she wasn’t particularly fond of.
That being said, she did find a sort of solace in the night shift at SavNShop. It gave her time to be alone, to stock the shelves, devoid of other people…
A sequence of loud bangs occurred from the back before “Delivery!” was shouted.
“That’s odd. I could’ve sworn Annabelle said that she already received the deliveries. Oh well.” Priya said, opening the delivery gate.
What she saw on the other side was a bit surprising. Wearing a tight sweatsuit that left little to the imagination and a pair of platform sneakers, a 6’7 horse herm was standing on the other side of the door carrying huge wooden crates of milk in each arm. She was a beautiful, voluptuous black woman, her tits threatening to break the zipper on her track top; it was cropped to show her tight midriff, a core that most women could only ever dream of, her prominent abs leading down to the bulge in her pants. Her beautiful ebony skin was smooth and shiny, and her curly hair was perfectly maintained. Her horsey ears matched her dark brown hair, and a tail with matching brown fur - along with an ass so huge, one could easily see her massive cheeks without the slutmare even turning around. Her beautiful face was adorned in porn star levels of makeup, Priya’s eyes drawn to the driver’s ruby red lips.
Priya wasn’t only hit with the intimidating view in front of her, but also the waft of a wonderful scent, the herm’s natural body odor. Priya noticed a company name on the truck: Happy Cow Farms. Priya hadn’t had any experiences with horse herms before, but for some reason she wasn’t overly intimidated by this one; maybe it was because she knew what it was like to be an outsider, maybe it was because she was the only other non-white person (equine?) around, but she didn’t feel that visceral hate towards the slutmare that most humans did.
“Where can I drop these? I’ve got three more stores I have to visit.” The slutmare said.
Priya snapped out of her daze. “Um… I guess… right here.” She said, pointing to the refrigerated storage section.
The herm quickly delivered all of the bottles and handed Priya a piece of paper to sign. Since Priya wasn’t expecting to have to accept anything, she carefully read it over. However, one thing caught her eye especially.
“Driver: Tanya Williams.”
Priya wasn’t sure why the driver’s name had caught her eye, but she simply signed and handed it back to her. Tanya signed her own section of the form before ripping it off of her clipboard and handing it to Priya.
“Goodnight…. Tanya.” Priya said before immediately cringing.
“Why did I do that? Why did I check for her name and then use it? What’s wrong with me?” Priya thought to herself.
Tanya smiled, to Priya’s relief.
“Goodnight…” Tanya paused for a second before finally finding Priya’s name tag, stuck to her uniform in a very inconspicuous place. If Priya didn’t know any better, it’d almost seem like Tanya was checking her out.
“…Priya! It was nice meeting you today.” Tanya finished, with a little wave. Priya felt her eyes wander to the horse herm’s massive jiggling chest before snapping back to Tanya’s face.
Priya blushed, waving goodbye as Tanya started up her truck and left. She didn’t even notice her eyes once again wandering, this time to Tanya’s massive ass.
“Yeesh. That could’ve gone smoother.” Priya said to herself before closing the back door. She looked down at the slip she and Tanya had signed. Priya blushed even harder when she saw a phone number scribbled in the top corner.
“It must be for any… problems with the delivery. Yeah, that sounds right. And why would I care anyway? I’m straight! And the only thing I’d even remotely be attracted to are their… those… penises…” Priya said to herself, shaking her head. That smell must’ve been distracting her.
She walked into the refrigerated section and looked at the new product. “All the way from Mareville? Why send it out here? There’s gotta be another dairy farm within 150 miles…” She said, before opening the wooden box.
“Glass bottles, huh? That’s rare.” She said, grabbing one. She took it outside of the refrigerated section and was about to read it when it slipped out of her hands, the bottle shattering and sending the equine milk everywhere.
“Ah, damn it!” Priya cursed. Without her immediately realizing it, a bit splashed on her hand. This rage was soon replaced with curiosity as the smell of it wafted to her nose. She looked at her hand and tentatively licked her finger.
“Woah. That’s… that’s good.” She said, as her nipples hardened and her whole body heated up. Unbeknownst to Priya, her body hair completely receded, and a scar that she’d had for years disappeared on her shoulder. The bags under Priya’s eyes disappeared, and her posture, having been poor for many years, corrected itself.
“Was it always so hot in here? Yeesh.” She said, unbuttoning the top few buttons of a her shirt. Priya failed to realize that her breasts were firming up a bit, no longer as saggy as they had been.
She grabbed a broom and dustpan in one hand and a mop and bucket in the other, bringing them to the spill. Seeing the sweet liquid on the ground, a thought entered her mind. So much sweet, delicious liquid right in front of her…
Priya shook her head. What was wrong with her? It was just milk! “The heat must be getting to me.” She said, scooping up the glass and mopping the milk away.
Priya finished cleaning up but was still overheated. She fiddled with the buttons on her shirt. “I guess it can’t hurt anything. No one’s coming anyway. And it’s not like I’ve got much to show off…” she said, finally fully unbuttoning the shirt and exposing her B cup breasts held in by a plain bra. She threw the shirt to the side; thankfully, she still had her apron and her pants on, so she wasn’t in just her underwear. She looked at her nipples; they were rock hard, but thankfully the apron hid them. “Why am I so fucking horny?” Priya whispered to herself. She tried to adjust her bra and her finger brushed against her hardened nipple…
Suddenly, her mind was filled with thoughts of Tanya. Those big breasts. The massive ass. And that huge bulge in Tanya’s pants…
Priya shook her head, instantly forgetting what had just happened. “What was I just thinking about? Ugh it’s not important… I’d better get this milk on the shelves.” As Priya did so, her hair grew from a pixie cut to shoulder length and tied itself into twin braids. Her nipples remained hard and now her clit hardened, her arousal obvious.
She grabbed a pushcart and loaded some of the wooden crates onto it, finding it much easier than usual. “I must be building up some muscle… finally.” Priya said with a smile. Priya didn’t realize it, but her stomach tightened up and some abs started to form. She pushed the cart into the lonely, dark supermarket, and found an empty spot for the milk in the dairy section.
Priya was reminded of how peaceful it was. However, something felt… different. Priya, who usually felt most at home away from others, was feeling a bit lonely. “That’s weird. Well, maybe I’ll go to a cafe or something after work.” Priya thought. Before tonight, if she’d even slightly thought about that, Priya would’ve checked herself into the hospital - now, though, she felt like everything was going to be alright. “Even with this damn heat…” she said, fanning herself. As she kept stocking the shelves, her body became more athletic, her butt now firm and cut. With each bottle of milk she put in, her legs lengthened.
Suddenly, Priya realized she could reach the top shelf without her prized step stool. Shaking her head once again, she muttered to herself. “5’8 may not be as tall as Tanya, but I definitely don’t need a step stool to do my job.” Priya wasn’t sure what was wrong with her today - something about the smell that was permeating the building was distracting her. It smelled like vanilla and honey and cinnamon and cloves and cherry trees and daisies - every wonderful smell she could ever imagine, rolled up into one. As she basked in the smell, makeup appeared on her face, her eyebrows became perfectly done, and her lips grew from flat uninspired ones to decently sized ones covered in a clear, sparkly lip gloss. Priya’s clit began to stretch and grow, standing at around 3 inches long and rock hard.
“Ugh. That smell is a little overwhelming. And I’m so thirsty…” Priya said, wanting to grab one of these bottles of milk and sneak off to the back room.
However, a knocking on there door made her jump a bit. Priya looked at her phone. “Who could that be at 2:19 am?” She said with a sigh. When were these truck drivers gonna learn that just because SavNShop had a massive parking lot, it wasn’t a 24 hour store or a truck stop…
Priya paused when she reached the front door and saw a grubby looking older man standing there. “Shit. I left my shirt in the back.” She muttered.
Ordinarily, Priya would be too scared to answer the door, especially half naked, but something about the smell in the store calmed her down. She didn’t realize that her breasts grew two cup sizes and her nipples extended slightly; her clothes changed with her body, a D-cup bra replacing the B-cup one she’d had on before.
“Oh well. If he’s a perv he’s a perv. I’ll just smack him.” Priya said with a giggle. Priya didn’t know it, but her changes were accelerating - especially as her now athletic ass became an impressively large bubble butt, her hips widening to match.
*****
Kevin realized in his haste that the store had been closed for hours. “Damn it. But… I need that milk.” He said to himself. “Let me at least see if anyone’s there.”
After knocking, Kevin waited about 20 seconds, then he sat on the curb in the front of the store, defeated. “What am I thinking? No one’s even gonna be there. I should just go home.”
Just as he was to get up, he heard the automatic door slide open.
“Hey! Can’t you see the hours here? They’re posted. On the door. And online!” A woman yelled.
Kevin looked at the lady yelling. She was an attractive Indian woman, taller than average at around 5’11. She had a tasteful amount of makeup on, and Kevin couldn’t stop staring at her plump lips complimented by her red lipstick. Her D cup breasts were firm and stood proudly on her chest - Kevin avoided looking at them because he quickly realized she wasn’t wearing a shirt underneath her apron. He did, however, see her name tag that said “Priya” on it.
“Uh, sorry. I, um. I saw an ad on TV to get some milk and… I don’t know, I just felt like I needed to get it. I’ll… I’ll be out of your hair.” Kevin said solemnly.
“Wait. Is it Happy Cow Farms?” Priya asked. Neither of them realized it, but Priya’s breasts had grown another two sizes since they’d started their conversation, and her nipples had grown so much that they now poked through her apron.
“Y-yeah!” Kevin stuttered out.
Priya lit up. “You should’ve said that from the start! We just got our first batch in and I was gonna sneak some. I didn’t know anyone else was into this stuff. Cmon, I’ll grab you a bottle.” Priya said, beaming.
Kevin followed Priya in and locked the door behind them. As soon as Kevin walked in, he was hit with a wave of the most pleasant scent he’d ever experienced. He followed Priya happily; the now 6’4 tall woman walked in front of Kevin, who was thoroughly enjoying her now massive rear barely contained by her black work pants.
“N-no! Stop that! You’ve got at least 20 years on her, don’t be a creep.” He thought to himself.
“Oh, I’m Priya, by the way.” Priya said, as she continued to lead Kevin to the back.
“Kevin.” He replied.
“Nice to meet you. I stashed a couple bottles to get me through the week, but it’s more fun with others. I’ll just have to grab a couple from the fridge next week…” Priya said with a wink and a smile. Her clit had turned into a cock, and the growing imprint was now tenting her black work pants.
“They don’t care?” Kevin asked.
“Are you kidding? My boss, Annabelle, doesn’t get paid enough to care and I don’t think SavnShop even knows these are out here. I think they were supposed to go to Mareville. Not like there’s a big market for these out here. Plus SavnShop doesn’t have any cameras in the back. Even if I get fired, I don’t really care, I can get another job.” Priya said.
“Ah, okay.” Kevin replied.
“‘Ah, okay.’” Priya said in a mocking voice. “Lighten up a little, dude. You’ve got a total babe who just snuck you in to a supermarket to drink one of the most delicious things that’s ever existed. Plus I’m letting you into my own personal stash!” Priya exclaimed as she opened the staff only door.
“Geez, sorry. I’m not much of a people person. But I do appreciate this.” Kevin said.
“You’d better!” Priya said with a giggle before whispering “I’m not much of one either. Wait here.”
Kevin felt starstruck as he plopped down. He could kind of understand why a 6’4 Indian woman with J cup breasts might have trouble socializing, but Priya seemed so naturally charismatic. She was hot, for sure, but her personality was even better. “Stop it! She’s in her twenties and she’s definitely not into you.” He thought, before she came back out.
“Nice and cold. Here.” She said, twisting the cap off the jizzmilk and handing it to Kevin.
Kevin got such a strong whiff of it that he thought his cock was going to burst out of his pants. It smelled just like the store, just like Priya. It smelled wonderful and it was incredibly arousing. He didn’t even care that Priya was next to him, he was so close to jerking off right then and there. Besides, Priya obviously had a cock, and it was bulging through her work pants, so why get all embarrassed now?
Priya opened her own and tapped the glass bottles against Kevin’s.
“Cheers to new friendships!” Priya shouted.
Kevin smiled and said “cheers” before both of them downed their whole bottle.
Kevin couldn’t believe how delicious it was. He greedily licked the bottle clean as his changes began.
First, Kevin’s hair became clean, any grease disappearing. His hat disappeared as his hairline became perfect with no sign of recession. His hair became a vibrant, bright red color as it grew down his back and became incredibly curly. His face feminized next, giving him massive DSLs covered in bright red lipstick, eyeshadow around his now huge, green eyes. His body changed shape, becoming distinctly feminine as his body hair disappeared. His cock, however, kept growing, and his height actually grew to 6’2.
Kevin looked in shock as Priya began jerking off. Her transformation was nearly completed; she now had a massive equine cock, her balls having grown to be the size of tennis balls. Her vagina had turned equine, as had her anus. She was toned, but still distinctly feminine. Her breasts were now massive, each at least the size of basketballs and full of milk, her nipples long and hard and ready to give a near infinite supply of equine nourishment. Her face had changed, too, perfectly symmetrical with extremely heavy makeup, her lips now very large DSLs. Her ears had moved to the top of her head, becoming equine, and now matched her beautiful, silky, thick brown hair, which was styled in twin tails and reached the tail above her extreme stripper rear.
And what a rear it was. Priya’s ass was even bigger than Tanya’s, and her hips were now wider than her shoulders. As Priya’s changes finally finished, she came from both her pussy and her massive horse cock, covering Kevin in equine juices.
“Oh! Sorry! I promise I’m still good to go. I’d love to fuck you.” Priya said apologetically.
Kevin happily licked up the cum, not even registering that it was wrong, and felt… confused.
“You wanna fuck me? Aren’t I a little old?” He said, as his voice went up several octaves and his Adam’s Apple disappeared.
“Well, I was always into MILFs.” Priya said with a smile.
Suddenly, below Kevin’s now equine cock grew an equine vagina, her anus turning equine and finally changing Kevin to Kelly.
Kelly smiled, still a bit confused. Her body continued changing.
“Well, if you’ll have me, I’d love to take that huge cock.” She said confidently as her ass expanded to equine proportions - incredibly impressive for a human, but almost tiny compared to Priya.
“Everyone always wants to be the top because of my huge ass. You? You’re a MILF and you want my cock? Of course I’ll give it to you.” Priya said, lining up her massive pole with Kelly’s waiting pussy.
As Priya fucked Kelly, Kelly’s changes continued. She grew a tail covered with scarlet fur, which Priya used as leverage. Kelly loved when her tail got pulled during sex, or at least her new memories told her that. Kelly’s flat chest began expanding, breasts finally forming underneath her nipples. Kelly’s nipples changed shape to match Priya’s thumb-sized udders, ready to give milk from her massive tits - about three cup sizes bigger than Priya’s. She moaned loudly as milk began spraying from them. Kelly’s ears turned equine and gained the same bright red fur her tail had as they moved to the top of her head. Her makeup became much sluttier and permanent as her face beautified even more, giving her an ideal MILF look. The clothes that Priya and Kelly had been wearing had morphed - Kelly now had daisy dukes and an even tighter cropped tank top with high heeled boots and Priya now had tight orange latex shorts with a white crop top and platform sneakers.
As both equines began to cum, reality changed around them. Across the street from the grocery store, an empty lot changed into a brand new strip club - and Kelly and Priya were now fucking inside of the back room of it instead.
Inside the supermarket, Annabelle appeared, dazed for a second before remembering that she was working the night shift stocking some new product. “Happy cow farms, huh?” She said, wondering if she should try some.
******
Priya and Kelly orgasmed simultaneously, Kelly’s transformation now complete.
Their memories fully changed, Kelly now remembered being married to Priya for two years; Priya had gotten a job at the strip club in Mareville that Kelly worked at and the two hit it off immediately, especially after Priya found out that Kelly liked being the bottom more than the top. Wedding rings appeared on both girls’ fingers along with an engagement ring on Kelly’s. Kelly had taken Priya’s last name and the two were very happy as the Bajwas. Instead of not going to college because she wanted to be an artist, Priya remembered becoming a stripper - and doing very well financially from it. Her parents had abandoned her for the very same reason - they wanted their daughter to be a doctor, equine or not. Her apartment stayed mostly the same, though it was now filled with slutmare products, sexy new clothing, and lots and lots of equine porn - and Kelly was living with her - plus Priya still painted, now all her paintings just related to sex in some way. Kelly’s memories altered, now remembering being an absolute slut and not wanting to ever settle down until she met Priya. “Kevin’s” trailer had disappeared, the land he’d lived on now unkempt and overgrown.
Sure, 46 and 25 was a bit shocking to humans, but equines didn’t care nearly as much - especially since they weren’t going to age. The two had married a year later, and had finally come back to Priya’s hometown to start a business - their very own strip club. Of course, both of them were the only dancers, but they now got to keep all the money they made.
That being said, they’d taken a pay cut to be here, and Kelly was a bit worried it would work out.
As Priya refreshed with a bottle of jizzmilk, she looked at her wife. “What’s the matter, my love?”
“Oh, I’m just worried about this whole business. I know you grew up here, but we really don’t get a lot of equines.” Kelly said.
“Oh, don’t worry, babe. I’m sure things will pick up soon. We had that hot slut come in here earlier - what was her name? She paid for two dances and the threesome.” Priya said.
“Oh yeah! And she left her number. Her name was Tanya.” Kelly said.
“And she said she’ll be back. So don’t worry so much, babe. We’ll get there eventually. And then I can actually impress my parents and introduce you.” Priya said with a smile.
“That’d be nice, babe. You know they won’t like me, though. I’m way older than you.” Kelly said.
“Yeah, they’re major prudes. That’s alright though, I’m not giving up your pussy - or your cock for that matter - for anyone.” Priya said.
“I love you, babe.” Kelly said.
“I love you too.” Priya said, before kissing her wife passionately.