Brittany was furious. That dumb bitch had ruined everything. Not only was the camera destroyed so they couldn't get their picture, but she was now covered with horse semen. It had ruined her clothes, soaking her to the bone. And it stunk terribly. She stood up, and ran after Cindy, who was fleeing, running down another aisle of lockers in the locker room. She didn't know what she was going to do with her when she caught her, but she knew it was going to bad. She needed to be punished.
Les had watched this silently, holding back her laughter. Seeing Brittany covered in semen was really funny, but she knew better than to incur her wrath. She let go of the freak - who looked like he had passed out or something - and grabbed a towel from her locker. Although the semen looked disgusting - and smelled even worse - she was kind of looking forward to getting to use the towel to rub down Brittany's sexy body.
"Brittany, slow down. Let me get some of that shit off of you, " said Les. Brittany stopped chasing Cindy, and scowled at her as she crouched in a corner of the room. Brittany pointed one long finger at her. "This isn't over, " she said angrily, then lifted her arms so Les could clean her.
When Les reached Brittany, she was a little confused. It had looked like the freak sprayed her with a gallon of cum, but when she looked at Brittany she looked dry. Almost as if she had absorbed it or something. "Umm Brittany, I think there's a problem. I don't know what to clean, " said Leslie.
Brittany could barely contain her rage. "Not you, too. I expect that kind of nonsense from that moron, but I thought you were smarter. I am surrounded by idiots, " she said angrily, as she grabbed the towel, and began to dry off.
As she worked the towel around her body, she noticed that something was wrong. She wouldn't admit it, but Les was right - her body was practically dry, despite the drenching she had received earlier.
Could I have dried off just by chasing that idiot around? she thought.
She looked at the towel, and saw just a few small piles of semen. She touched it with her finger - it was still wet. But as she held it in her hand, it began to feel warm and a little nice. It no longer seemed as repellant as she remembered. Experimentally, she held it up to her nose and smelled it. It no longer had the pungent odor, but rather an appealing smell, like the appetizing smell of recently baked bread. She stuck out her tongue and tasted it. The taste was unbelievable, and she quickly licked all of the cum she could find off of the towel.
Cindy and Les just stared at her in shock. They were stunned by what they had seen, and didn't know how to react. Brittany was the one who usually told them what to do and how to feel, and now that she was acting strangely, they didn't know what to do. As Brittany finished her meal, she became aware of their gaze.
"What the hell are you guys staring at?" she said angrily, trying to hide her embarrassment over her behavior.
Cindy and Les just continued to stare at her, until slowly Cindy lifted her hand and pointed one shaky finger towards Brittany's face. Brittany reached up and touched her face, expecting to feel some of the semen she may have missed, and was surprised to feel fuzzy hair. Her mouth felt different - longer - and her nose felt numb. And that was when she noticed that her clothes were beginning to feel very tight.