“Extreme instability Requited” @09-09
Change from human to that form of animal as made possible by the primary formula mixed or blended with some animal body fluid makes a person change, but the transforming requires months of slow change to become the new stable form. Speeded transformations are fun and the Master son likes to do them, but the volunteering person so changed finds their form as something filled with instability.
Jenny soon discovered this, as she spent a wild night of animalistic sex with the scientist. She did enjoy it, and when waking come the morning discovered then she lay naked on a big bed, in a suite there in the mansion.
Jerking her body to a standing position, she stood stunned to see she was wholly human again, not a lick of what she remembered being as a Satyress remained as her from the wild night .
A look around and there laying neatly placed in and over a chair was her clothing, shoes, and a uniform suggesting she was a maid there in the mansion.
Uneasy about her remembered fun time and how he who she thought then of as her Master, she did have fond memories of him and how he made her feel aroused.
A sigh to be happy the animalistic self she remembered was gone, and she being again her human self, Jenny strode into the private bedroom bathroom and took a hot sultry shower.
Cleaned and relaxed again, she walked out the bathroom still naked, and went to stand by the chair that had on it her maid clothing.
“Nice, very nice!” A voice said, as Jenny whirled around to look at and seeing he who was her remembered master, she stood there abrasive to his sitting there and eying her as if she were one of his prized animals.
“Nothing to exclaim, most do, but you were quite willing last night, maybe too the best fun I ever had!” Randal said, and winked at Jenny as if he appreciated her for more than her bodily beauty.
Naked and so angered by his presence there in the room, Jenny strutted across the floor, she coming to stand directly before and in front of the seat man.
“You are a mad man to be sure, scientist huh! No self respecting man or any scientist ever would willfully do to a human what you did to Melody, maybe Lilly, and then last night to me, for this I hate you!” Jenny said, her fine Irish temper getting the best of her, and she ready to jump on the man, knock him to the floor and force him to lick and such her vagina clean of what all he had spewed in it during the night.
Jenny made her move to knock him up side his head with her fist, only to see him brandish a injection syringe.
She swung her arm and fist at him, he ducking the violent behavior, and with his right hand holding the syringe, he plunged the needle into the mound of flesh just above the lips of that lovely vagina.
Jenny gave but a short scream that faded away as her body became limp and completely then under the meaningful delights of he whom she would need to refer to forever on as “Master.”
Twilight like sleepy, Jenny knows she is laid out on a gurney and being wheeled along a hallway.
In due time she is in some chilly darkened room, and can hear Randal whistling a merry tune as he works busily formulating his next dehumanizing debauchery plan.
Suddenly Randal is there beside her, he looming from out of the darkness, as then a brilliant light above Jenny is clicked on and envelopes her in exceedingly bright light.
Jenny would like to speak her mind, but words are beyond her ability to form and communicate her thoughts.
“Easy now, be calm, what you experienced last night is but a forte of what lust and sexual things you shall know and come to enjoy. Your swift transforming last night came on fast and from the instability, it will regress away in a matter of a few hours time.
I did like last night, as early this morning a special truck arrived and I helped to transfer into it the limp, sedated bodily self of one Melody, she the truest essence of a Satiric creature. Sex and the sensations of the act is her one and only mindful desire! Melody, wow, she was a lusty nice maid, good housekeeper, but best in the bedroom, so willing!
You can be almost as willing, and once given this injection, your body shall change, but not to being again as a Satyress goat, for you I wish something sleek and sassy. You shall become as my personal pleasure partner, a true of form Pony-girl.
Think of the rich sensual sensations of having a body made of sleek equine muscles. Your skin as a blackened very sensual hide, covered in pony fur, having then a silken tail and a mane too!
I shall make of your human legs those common to a mature mare, broadened thighs, nice hocks, long feet and feathered fetlocks with pure white hoofs.
Promise to leave your vaginal opening still as if you were human, no humping like do animals for you, but given to finding foreplay as the bigger thrill. Oh but then you need have such cute and tapered breasts, furry to be sure, but tapered, shaped so nice, with black and tender nipples, puckered full, stuck out in an expressive manner as if begging for some man or a foal to come and want to suckle.
Imagine then of your head and the flowing long mane hairs falling down over still human shoulders. Your head quite human, if but the ears becoming longer, pointed, furry within and out, they mobile to some degree; for you to use them in making your facial expressions.
Imagine then your glorious body changed, made perfect and lusty, but bettered, as the trials of age shall never bother you, you life expectancy doubling, becoming a ever young and almost immortal.
Sex and the delights of having it and enjoying to give of your body to make men happy is then your primary concept for living. You shall have your times of privacy, allowed to forage as in whatever manner you find it delightful to eat. Personally I would like it if you used proper silverware and eat from a plate. This is not the first time one such as you I created, but the three previous to you had then their vagina set to the rear, as under their tail, and this lead them to trying their luck with stallion ponies here on the plantation.
Pony stallion sex will doom you, causing the imbalance of hormones to excel and continue the transforming process, as from it I gain a bright of mind and lusty of body, Connemara breed of a pony mare. Oh an excellent brood mare with then dropping majestically beautiful foals, they maturing normally, become handsome animals, intelligent, quick to learn, and gaining much of their mother’s inbred intellectual abilities.
Indeed, what this one syringe will bless you with hold much promise and many possible thrills a common young woman might never have known.” Randal tells Jenny as she can but listen and remember what he wants and would promise for her to experience.
Plunging then the syringe needle into the tip of one nipple on her right breast, Jenny squirms, and feels the exceedingly hot burning sensation enter her tit, and spread then throughout her chest.
“Nine weeks, and when you have matured into being as part equine, you and I shall experience a week long, day and night time of rehearsal of your new passions and proper lusting for any human male.” Randal says, as if a delightful coming promise that Jenny she find as her greatest delight.
Uncomfortable with all she knows of then, she can but squirm her body, the formula pulsing in her veins, and the sensation of the first of many unaccounted thousands of orgasms to come.