As she clomped toward the house upon her lustrous new hooves, Jill’s mind swam in cruel, debauchery-laden thoughts. She decided it was all right; she wasn’t human anymore, after all. Besides, those uptight bitches deserved whatever harsh punishment they got.
While the others hid, Jill rapped upon the front door of the sorority house. She then ducked into the nearby bushes, and waited until the portal opened.
“Who’s there?” She recognized the voice as Marsha Cox’s. Jill’s mouth formed into a grin; she’d be the one giving the slaps now.
Quick as lightning, Jill seized Marsha’s arm and slapped her hand across her mouth. While the fledgling satyress dragged her into the bushes, the others stormed the house.
“Mrrmph!” Marsha called out futilely, struggling against her attacker as her clothing lost the fight. “Luurt mmph gurrw!”
“Now, now,” Jill teased, licking at her ear and pressing her heavy tits into her back, “you’ll make me think you don’t want me, Marsha!”
Her eyes shot wide open when her frightened mind processed the voice. “Omm, fmmuck! Fill!”
“Yup, new and improved! Just like you and all those cunts will be!” She forced Marsha inside, mule kicking the door shut behind her. Jill released her grip on Marsha’s mouth, allowing her to scream from the scene before her as the satyress’ dainty hand cupped her bare right breast.
The scene within was chaotic while erotic. Nearly every sorority sister was stripped naked and writhing on the floor in frenzied ecstasy. Globs of milk stained bodies and objects alike. And in the center stood the Master, directing traffic as his minions dove upon anything that moved.
“What...the fuck’s...going on?” Marsha blurted out between ragged breaths. The heat of the room was getting to her, in a big way...
Jill merely laughed. “They’re learning the true meaning of “going Greek.”
She couldn’t have been more right, as one by one, the pleasured girls began sporting curling horns and sharp hooves. Every transformee was immediately sent to the Master for impalement upon his majestic member while their aggressors sought out another partner.
So enraptured was Marsha by the spontaneous bacchanal before her, that she didn’t feel Jill let go of her. A sudden rush of euphoria swept her flesh, emanating from her crotch. It was only them she felt the tongue of Jill, delving deep inside her wet slit.
“Aaaahhh...ooooohhh...no....you can’t...”
Jill paid her no heed, and gripped her waist tightly, pulling her to her knees with incredible strength. The hapless girl was soon riding Jill’s ravenous mouth, as her mind reeled from the sensations. Tina and Lee soon joined them, groping the girl’s swelling breasts and forcing a lactating nipple inside her hungry mouth.
Her fight was quickly spent, as Marsha descended into sexual madness. She sucked at whatever nipple came within tongue range; when there was none, she repeatedly panted and howled for them to fuck her.
With the loss of her mind came the transition of her body. Her crouch became a squat as cloven hooves and furry legs shifted her position. Pointed ears slid through her sweaty mane, paralleled by her thick curling horns. She dug black fingernails into Lee’s back, driving her to suck upon dark nipples as Marsha’s black lips drew milk from Tina’s nub. Her quivering furry quim ground desperately against Jill’s eager mouth. Not even the pain of her growing tail could distract her lust.
“YYYYEEESSS!!!” Marsha bleated aloud with her first of six soul-searing orgasms, falling limply into the arms of her satyress sisters. They held her down for the Master’s cock, allowing him to fuck her humanity into nothingness.
Marsha rose afterwards to lick his cock clean, followed by a deep kiss with Jill and every one of her sisters.
In the midst of it all, she realized one of the sorority members had escaped...