Even as he hung out with his few female friends, he couldn't help but imagine their eyes suddenly widening in pain and surprise as their tits suddenly began to triple in size or their bellies erupting with milk-laden cow's teats.
One of his closest friends - a chubby, vivacious girl named Liza - was oinking wildly in Larry's locked basement, even as Larry found himself stepping off of the number 4 bus and into a throng of people weaving their way through the downtown streets.
Larry smiled wickedly as the image of Liza's fat tits bursting out of her t-shirt danced in his mind as he skipped happily towards the Concourse Mall. He had laughed and cackled as he watched Liza slip to the floor of his bedroom on all fours, so deliciously like an animal, her voice degrading into a never-ending torrent of half-formed cries for help and coarse, horking oinking and squealing.
He'd fucked her right there, of course - raped her violently even as his will dove into every cell within her porcine body and twisted it from the inside out. As Larry pushed open the glass doors to the mall, his cock swelled at the thought of what a perfectly lovely, human girl Liza had been no more than a few hours ago...and now she was a half-human hog locked in Larry's basement....her fat, hairless cunt dripping with his still-warm seed as she threw herself against his basement door.
But Liza would be the first of many. Oh so many.
Larry licked his lips as he slowly paced around a pack of young girls walking out of a teen clothing store - their tight asses and budding breasts were barely concealed in the designer jeans and belly-shirts they wore. Larry could feel his cock stiffening even more as he thought about what he could to to that flesh, how easy it was for him to mold with his mind, even from this far away. These stupid cows - did they not understand that they were just clay in his hands, did they not understand that as long as Larry drew breath on this mortal plane, that no human female on in the world would ever be safe again?
Oh, they'll understand. Understand very well. In fact, their first lesson would start right....
"Now." Larry said, almost under his breath. He made a subtle twisting gesture with his right hand at a pretty 20-something blonde girl that had just crossed his path.
Her blue eyes, like Liza's, went wide as she felt a sudden twisting sensation rise up within her belly. She had no way of knowing this, but her uterus and ovaries were changing - this was the humiliation imposed upon transformed women, so even if their transformation might be stopped before it had finished, the victim would still find herself unable to reproduce with anything but the animal species it was she'd begun to transform into.
Larry smiled as he thought about how this pretty young thing would soon find herself craving a mating with her her neighbors' dogs. Of course, she would retain enough of her human mind to be mortified and repulsed by this new instinct, even as the new canine parts of her mind took over...her mind would cry out in terror even as she would slip into estrus and find herself giving birth to a litter of puppies in a few short months.
Even now, this poor girl could feel the twisting sensation spread from her belly and out towards her chest and legs, digging into her small breasts and causing the nipples to become rock-hard as six pairs of teats erupted on her taught belly. She clutched at her gut, horrified to feel the ripe heat of these new mammaries through her t-shirt, even as a crowd of people gathered around her to gawk at her.
"I...I..don't..." she began, looking up at the crowd around her with panicked eyes. She fell to her hands and feet and crawled forward a few steps, and then threw up all over a nearby businessman's Vercace shoes. An elderly black man knelt beside her and lightly touched her arm. The girl turned to look at him with eerily canine eyes full of pain and sorrow.
"Rooor...ahr.....rhelp...me?" she pleaded. Just as the elderly black man stood up again to ask for help, a shriek erupted from the back of the crowd surrounding the pretty girl. The crowd turned en masse (away from Larry) to see a slender, college-aged girl cry out again - the seat of her grey yoga pants were stained with some kind of strange fluid.
The second girl swooned and braced herself on a planter.
"My pants, I, I...ohmygod....." the second girl muttered as her bespectacled face blushed furiously. Not knowing what else to do, the girl hooked a thumb into the waistband of both her pants and underwear, yanked them down, squatted over the earth in the planter next to here and then let loose with a spray of gelatinous fluid filled with glistening, marble-sized larvae.
Larry laughed as he watched the girl realize with no small amount of terror that she'd just laid a clutch of frog's eggs - not only in broad daylight, but also in the middle of a crowded shopping mall.
Larry closed his eyes for a moment and extended his will all around him, sending out a silent and invisible wave of flesh-twisting energy that washed over every woman and girl within a 100 meter radius.
Somewhere to left and behind him, Larry could hear the cries of a baby girl being held by her mother turn into a piglet's squeal, and her mother's own grunting porcine scream of shock and terror quickly followed. On the concourse above, Larry heard a cluster of teen girls cry out in a mix of neighs and whinnies....a middle-aged black woman standing to Larry's right swore loudly as her limbs began to thicken and her skin began to coarsen and wrinkle, not unlike an elephant's skin.......an red-headed New Zealand woman who was trying to help the frog-girl near the planter suddenly found her own skin becoming slick and hairless, giant blotches of grey and green mottling covering her body as her arms became limp and boneless, her clothes began to stick to her cold, clammy flesh as it began to exude a slug-like slime from every pore....a 16 year old girl and her 10 year old sister, somewhere to Larry's left, found themselves knocked to their hands and feet even as a pair of feline tails erupted from their asses, tearing through their jeans and underwear as their crying voices quickly became rough and mewling.
Larry opened his eyes. Before him lay a writhing mass of humanity, now becoming something markedly less than human - every female around him was doubled over in pain, the entire mall echoed with the cries, grunts, squeals, barks, whinnies and gurgling screams of over a thousand women and girls. Almost all of their men had run, either in horror or to seek help, though a few gallant men had remained in a futile effort to help their friends/daughters/mothers/wives as they continued to de-evolve before their very eyes.
The force of Larry's will swirled throughout the air, playing over each victim's body even as it dove inside and continued to twist the flesh inside to his will - with every fresh victim, Larry could feel his power growing stronger, snowballing until he could almost....almost!.....extend it outward to touch the flesh of every female in the city. He could feel the warm bodies of all those women just beyond his psychic reach, dancing on the periphery of his vision like sirens crying out to be warped and twisted by his terrible will...
But not today.
Now Larry would go home to his new pet, fuck her brutally even as he plotted to draw more women to his private bestiary. As he did so, he would experiment and practice with each fresh victim, fine-tuning his abilities and feasting on their fear until every atom in the female genome became a simple plaything to him. Soon all the women in the world would be fall sway under his power, all 3 billion of them would form a global harem (or would that be a herd?) of half-animal beasts who would be powerless to deny his sick and twisted affections.
As Larry quietly slunk away from the mall and back out into the sunshine outside (pausing just long enough to enjoy the sight of an older latina woman writhing near the doors as her new cow's udder exploded from beneath the shredded remain of the waistband of her jeans). He made a quick stop at a pet-store a few blocks away, purchased several dozen animal collars and a 10-pound of bag of feed, and whistled to himself as five police cars and an ambulance sped past, on their way to the horrible scene that he just created.
It was going to be a wonderful day.