"I wish that Rachel's dad would be a sexy, happy anthropomorphic cow!"
The three of us - Sara the herm horse morph, her father the herm zebra morph, and I watched as Rachel's dad (Jeff) abruptly shrank to just over five feet in height.
"I'll never get tired of watching this,"
I said as Jeff's shirt burst from the pressure of his rapidly expanding breasts. Each breast was covered in thick black and white fur and capped with four long pink nipples. His pants were shredded as well as his new udder -- pink and round and full of milk -- grew in just above his waist. I caught a glimpse of his manhood disappearing below his udder to be replaced by a soft female mound with thick black lips. I grinned at the long tufted tail that appeared above his now shapely feminine ass. Jeff shifted as his legs became cow-like and his hooves slipped out of his shoes and socks. I looked up to see that his -- or rather her -- face was a cute mix of cow and teenaged human girl, with huge brown eyes and soft lips on her short muzzle. Thick white curls cascaded from her head, nearly disguising the points of her horns and the tips of her long ears."She's gorgeous!" exclaimed Sara. She looked sidelong at me and patted the bulge in her own skirt. "But not a herm or a horse I see?"
I smiled. "Variety is the spice of life."
"So, like, you gonna make everyone into girls like me and Jeff?" wondered Mike in his sexy little-girl voice.
"Not me," I replied. "Her." I pointed to Jeff, who was smiling in a contented way as she played with her new udder. "Jeff, I wish that your milk would have the ability to transform anyone who drinks it into any form you or they desire. I also wish that those who drink your milk will join in the party and be completely uninhibited and happy with their new bodies. Finally, I wish that those who have not had your milk will not be bothered by other people changing."
"Wow, that was a mouthful," said Sara. "But I think this is gonna be one wild party!" Her tail swished happily as we all entered the house.