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(Women to Horse, Cow, and Pig)

Kathleen, Nadia, and Daniela were three backpackers who hadn’t known each other existed before last week, but were already the fastest of friends. The three brunettes were all backpacking across Europe, and had happened to share the same room in a hostel.

Kathleen was the oldest of the group, one year out of law school. Back in high school, she’d been the ‘hot one’, captain of the cheer squad. Unfortunately, a little too much stress and a little too little sleep in high school had left her with a little more weight than she’d have liked.

Even so, she was still overtly attractive, with shapely hips and a rather large ass-though she wasn’t fond of people commenting on such. The paralegal tended to be rather sarcastic and, according to many men she’d met since college, ‘bitchy’ on account of losing her figure. She wasn’t sure what to do with her life at the moment, much like Nadia.

Nadia had just graduated with a shining degree in sociology, and unlike Kathleen, had maintained her figure thanks to a regimen of dieting, positivity, and ‘nightly encounters’. Consequently, she was undeniably the hotter one of the group, keeping her eye shadow and ruby lipstick on almost 24/7.

She knew that the makeup accentuated her exotic features, and that whoever didn’t take a liking to her face would immediately be ensnared by her most prominent features: her huge breasts. Outgoing and energetic, she was the one who got the group together, convincing even Daniela.

Unlike her other new friends, Daniela was still in college, having planned to make the trip with her sorority sisters after their study abroad session ended. Unfortunately for her, they decided to spend an extra week in the city first, planning to humor her and show up at their last destination.

So far they were no-shows, which is why the shy girl was so glad to find some new friends. Even if they tended to tease her for hiding her curves beneath an unflattering hoodie.

Tonight the three girls found themselves in a small bar in rural Spain, wondering what they should do with the rest of their night.

“I mean, I’m not, like, saying that we shouldn’t go back to the hostel…” Nadia began, twirling a finger through her hair.

“But we definitely shouldn’t go back there. “ Kathleen chuckled, nodding sagely. “Glad to hear that I’m not the only one who was a little creeped out by those guys. Not that I mind flattery, but nobody likes to hear that they have ‘nice skin’.”

“Yeah, serial killers much? Didn’t make things better when they said that you had a nice ass, I have nice tits, and Daniela needed to show off her curves.” Nadia pointed to each of them in turn as she spoke before rolling her eye, taking a generous sip of her drink. “Sucks that they had to be staying at the same hostel as us.”

Daniela smiled softly as she looked to the women, cradling her cup of tea with both hands. “I mean… I agree with both of you.” She said, a small blush trailing across her cheeks as they looked to her. She still hadn’t gotten used to older women valuing her opinion.

“Right.” Kathleen said with a nod. “So we’re in agreement that we’ll just be on the streets for tonight. Until we come up with a better plan.”

“Or a better invitation.” A male voice spoke up from behind them, and the girls looked to find a young man smiling in their direction.

“And you are?” Kathleen asked, eyes narrowing.

“Cisco. My name is Cisco.” He patted his chest with a smile. “I happen to be a farmer around these parts, and I can assure you that I am far too busy to be a serial killer. Plus my mother would probably protest.”

“You live with your mother?”

“It’s a family farm.” Cisco shrugged. “I realize that you Americans might not always think that living at home is a good decision, but out here it is the only decision. Plus, if it helps, you’ll only need to work for us in the morning; no other pay is necessary.”

“And in return, we get…” Nadia arched an eyebrow, grinning nonetheless. She was already sold; she just needed the others to agree.

“Full lodgings, heated rooms, and a home cooked meal from my mother. And say what you will about her personal manners, she is an excellent chef.” Cisco spread his arms wide, beaming innocently. “So, what do you say? I would love to have the extra help tomorrow morning.”

“And that’s what you get out of this.” Kathleen said with a smirk. “A little easy labor, and all you have to do is recruit us? Sounds like a good deal.”

“The best.” Cisco nodded. “So, what do you say?”

Of course, they replied with a resounding ‘yes’. The farm was nice and rustic, with a complete three-course dinner seasoned with local spices that ensured they tasted exotic. After a good night’s rest, the three of them woke to find themselves a good deal more rested… Albeit a little strange.

“Not that I’m complaining about the most comfy bed yet, but… Is anyone else feeling a little off? Maybe I’m not used to luxury anymore…” Nadia chuckled, massaging her breasts. “But for some odd reason, I could swear my breasts are heavier.”

“Yeah, my ass feels big too.” Kathleen grinned back. “Maybe we had too much to eat?” She struggled to fit her slacks up her thighs, making a mental note to shave her legs at their next stop. She could have sworn that she’d had them clean-shaven just yesterday, but today they were covered in thin brown hairs.

It looked like Nadia was a little hairier too, and Daniela… Well, she’d had the most to eat of all of them, so it made sense that she looked the fullest. Kathleen nodded to her with a small smile, chuckling. “Feeling okay?”

“A little bloated… But, you know… I did enjoy that a lot more than you guys. I can’t remember the last time I’ve had a home-cooked meal.” The shy girl smiled, slipping a hoodie over her body and zipping it tightly.

Before they could carry on their conversation, Cisco called to them from downstairs. “Hello! Are you ladies ready to start a day off right, doing my work for me?”

Daniela snorted with laughter at that, looking to her two friends. “Well, at least he’s honest.”

They headed downstairs to find Cisco holding a paper in both hands, looking from it to them. “So, for today my mother would like Kathleen to clean the horse stables, Nadia to milk the cows, and Daniela to feed the pigs. It shouldn’t be too hard, I’d imagine. Call me if you need help, I’ll be here.”

Daniela looked a little unsure as to splitting up, but Kathleen allayed those concerns with a casual smile. “Don’t worry, we’ll do our jobs, then meet up here. It’ll be fun.”

The paralegal repeated those words to herself sarcastically as she walked towards the stables, a hand in each of her coat pockets. Even though she’d said them well, she still wasn’t the biggest fan of physical labor. But at least it would just be using a broom, not having to get near anything too filthy. She hoped.

The brunette headed into the stables with this hope in mind, and was pleasantly surprised to see that the farm only had a single stallion. He looked to be of good size… She assumed. She didn’t really know horses, but he had to be healthy if he was this farm’s only one.

With a hum, she set to work, doing her best not to focus on how the horse seemed to be following her with its eyes. The girl grabbed a broom from by the door, using it to push out the straw that had cluttered around the floor, as well as some scraps of rags that looked like they could have once been clothing.

The thought of clothing led the girl to reflect on how uncomfortable she felt in her pants, and clothes in general. It wasn’t just like they were tight; they just felt… Wrong. It was like all of them were backwards, or inside-out. They didn’t hurt to wear, or even feel that uncomfortable. But something in her, something instinctive, protested the fact that she was wearing them nonetheless.

“Well, I suppose it could be worse. At least the food was good.” Kathleen chuckled, bringing her elbow back to push another load of straw into a pile.

A solid impact at her elbow made her freeze in place, and the sound of clattering iron elicited an oath that would make a sailor blush. “Great, just what I needed.” The brunette scowled as she looked behind herself, seeing a pile of fallen horseshoes. “But at least nothing’s broken.”

The girl squatted down to pick them up, only for the sound of tearing cloth to fill the air-and for her pants to suddenly loosen on her legs. She blushed madly and looked behind herself, patting at her pants to confirm if the impossible had really happened. Sure enough, there was a large hole right between the plump cheeks of her ass.

“So much for notheiiing being broken. Then again, it goes give mhneee a vuheeeighw.” A half-whinnied voice spoke up from behind Kathleen, and she turned in shock to find the stallion staring at her with something that she’d almost call mirth.

“Nope.” The paralegal said, shaking her head. “I’m not buying it. No way, no how. Come on out, whoever’s doing the Mr. Ed impression; because I refuse to believe that there’s a magical talking horse.”

“Phhbbt. Really, now?” The horse chuffed as it spoke, and this time Kathleen could see his lips move, tongue work to create that approximation of English. She wanted to believe it was a trick, but the anxiety that had begun with the tearing of her pants was now threating to overwhelm her.

“Nuhuhuh… MNuhEEIGH way!” Kathleen’s head jerked forward as a loud whinny erupted from her lips mid-sentence, and she found her panic increasing only tenfold.

“Wuhheigh. I’m Derek, by the wgnay. One of the guhuhhuys from your hostel. Wuheee went to this farm on an offer for a fuhreeigh meal, but it ended up with… Well, you suheiigh.” The horse flicked an ear, rolling its eyes in a manner that was far too human for Kathleen’s liking.

The he nodded his head appreciatively towards her ass. “Bugghnyy the way, your ass looked great before as a human. But hgnny can’t wait to see what it looks lgnyyyke as a horse butt.”

Kathleen whimpered at his words, unable to believe what he was saying. But the gurgling in her belly was only getting stronger; the funny feeling in her body getting that much worse. She groaned as she felt her frame begin to expand, torso thickening and ass swelling further, widening the hole in her pants further.

It was like all of her worst fears of her body made real, her nightmares of growing out of her clothing coming to life. “NUHEEEGIH! Don’t LUHEEEIGH-look!” She whinnied frantically, trying to cover herself as her clothes got even tighter on her, threatening to split at the seams.

“Why not? You’re suhuhsexy.” Derek nickered after he spoke, watching with even more interest as Kathleen’s hands twisted into hooves; her feet exploding from her shoes seconds later.

Kathleen hyperventilated in response, animalistic grunts and nickers slipping into her every word. She pawed at her clothes feebly with her hooves, whimpering loudly as just how numb they were. “Not a horse! NuhuhuhEIGHot a horse!”

Despite her fears, she couldn’t help but feel a bit of excitement at the prospect of shedding her uncomfortable clothes. They were tight and restrictive, after all…

She shook her head, whimpering a little louder as she realized that the motion caused her ears to actually sway, a motion that she felt much more than she’d have preferred. Desperately, the girl tried to keep her mind off of the changes, even though her neck was itching madly with what could only be a mane.

There was another itching that had spread its way along her body, one that she was sure was the growth of fur and a thick hide, but Kathleen didn’t want to reflect for too long on that. Even if they meant that she wouldn’t be naked if she lost all of her clothes, which had to be worth something…

The girl grunted as her face began to extend from the rest of her head, nose and mouth stretching out into a broad muzzle. Her nostrils flared as her head got larger and larger, and her teeth felt thick and ungainly in her mouth.

It was a terrifying transformation that was soon eclipsed by the lengthening of her neck, her growing spine curving and forcing her head to angle back. This discomfort, coupled with the growing bulk on her body, was enough to force her to fall onto her hooves, a descent that made her neck’s new angle make much more sense. Even though her back was parallel with the ground, it was still somehow natural for her to look ahead.

She chuffed instinctively at the thought, wiggling her hind quarters as they grew larger and larger still, thick with both muscle and fat. Slowly but surely, she began to think that maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to get rid of her clothes; to look just like a horse. After all, didn’t she seem more out of place in these half-torn rags?

Before the girl fully understood what she was doing, she flexed her shoulders hard, using the motion to tear her coat, shirt, and bra along her back. As though it had been waiting for this, the transformation practically tripled in pace, bulking her up further and further so that the tear she’d caused propagated fully through her clothing, almost exploding it from her body with the loud sound of ripping cloth.

It was liberating, especially since horses weren’t supposed to wear clothes. She’d never thought before just how uncomfortable clothes were to wear, but upon reflection, they were just so tight and restrictive. It was far better to be rid of them, and it looked like she wasn’t the only one in the room to feel that way.

“Sughnneee? Sexuheeeigh.” Derek snorted, pushing against the unlocked door to his stall and walking towards Kathleen. “Damn, that ass phbrbrbt is thick!” He tossed his head with another nicker, staring at her ass shamelessly.

Kathleen shook it at the compliment, grunting as a tail slipped from her spine, long hairs decorating its length. Loathe though she was to admit it, he had a point. Her ass was huge, and he did seem to appreciate it… And now that she didn’t have any clothes, it was that much easier for him to see.

Come to think of it, since he didn’t have clothes either, it was pretty easy for her to see him too… And what a sight it was! His cock was already erect, thick and throbbing with the rounded head of an equine. “Mggneigh? Looks like huhuhgnyou like it…” She egged him on, glad that he still seemed to appreciate her ass even as a horse.

“HNEEIGHll yes!” He whinnied loudly with excitement, licking his thick horse lips. “God, I just want to show you hgnow much hyy want it! Hgnyy’ll fuck you until ygneeuhuhuh-you can’t walk tomorrow, even with four luhuhegs!”

Kathleen was a poet inside, so she knew that his words weren’t entirely something to be appreciated. Then again, they were certainly getting her wetter than she’d been in her life, and she was curious what it would feel like to have the thickest cock of her life inside of her.

And if she was a complete horse too… The mare turned towards the stallion, presenting her dark, dripping horse cunt. “Wuhuhut’re you wgneeighting for, then?”

It actually took Derek a second to process that, his jaw hanging slack for a matter of moments. Then he practically galloped towards her, leaping atop her back and driving his cock deep within her. It was utterly animalistic, without any sense of human foreplay, and Kathleen loved it.

“UGNHEEEEEIGH!” The mare screamed with insensate bliss, physically quivering from how good it felt to have a cock this thick within herself. She hadn’t realized just how good it was to have a larger body to accommodate his thick length, one that was able to take his every thrust with passionate, unbridled pleasure.

Instinctively, she began to rock back and forth against Derek, feeling his hefty equine balls swatting her ass, his thick cock sliding in and out of her. There was so much for her to enjoy; so much for her to savor! She whinnied again, spittle flying from her muzzle as she began to enjoy insensate pleasure, a new world of sensation becoming hers to enjoy. Idly, she wondered if the others were enjoying this as much as she was…

Nadia wiped at her brow, doing her best to ignore the whinnying of the horses in the stable. It sounded like they were acting up, which meant Kathleen would be cleaning for a while longer.

“Maybe this isn’t the worst job…” She fanned at herself as she spoke, feeling a little hot. The girl undid two of the buttons on her shirt as she moved onto the next cow, one whose moos were beginning to sound distinctly like moans of pleasure, almost human in nature.

“Like, I didn’t even know that cows could sound like that.” She chuckled, undoing another button on her shirt as the damnable heat only grew.

“And I doodn’t know they made chick with such fat udders.” Came a low bellow dead ahead of her.

It was almost an exact mirror of what one of the guys at the hostel, Rob, had said to her; save for the fact that it now referred to udders rather than Nadia’s large bosom.

Nadia, always one to jump to conclusions, realized then and there that the only logical explanation for a talking cow was that it was once a person, perhaps even one of the men from the hostel, no less. It was a thought that was startling enough to panic her, and she knocked over the milk bucket as she backpedaled from the cow she’d been milking.

“UGNOO? MOOO! WUHOOOODDUHELL!” A torrent of moos spilled from her mouth as she stared at the bull with wide, terrified eyes.

“Oooh, yeah. We oooosed to be people.” The cow she’d been milking said in a gentle British accent, tilting her thick head. “Looocky you get to be one of us.”

If she was hoping to calm Nadia, the cow would be sorely disappointed. The girl panted hard, mooing loudly as she tried to increase her pace, backpedaling as quickly from the cows as possible.

Unfortunately, her body chose this time to make several changes known to her, the first of which being a distinct increase in body mass. It started in her belly and breasts first, eliciting a low groan and a huff from the girl, the air pushing from her lungs as her chest expanded.

“NOOOO!” She bellowed, eyes widening even as they began to darken to a deep bovine brown. “I’MOOO nOOOt a cow!”

“Well, nOOOt yet.” Rob looked to her with the bovine equivalent of a smirk as she panicked. “But sOOOn enough…”

Nadia whimpered loudly, stumbling away from the nightmare. One of the other cows got behind her, keeping her from getting too far from them. “Hey, I reckon becoMOOOng a cow is the best thing that cOOOld ever happen. YOOO’ll love the treatment, espOOOcially the milking!” Drawled the cow with a southern accent, twitching her ears.

Nadia didn’t know how to respond to that; wasn’t sure how to even comprehend it. How could being a cow be any better than being a human? Surely there had to be something wrong with these bovine’s brains! She whimpered and grunted as her breasts swelled a little more, beginning to slosh as they filled with what could only be milk.

Apparently a cow’s hearing was sensitive enough to hear that, because the southern cow spoke again, mirth filling her moo-laden words. “YOOO’ll see sOOOn enough.”

“UHMOOO!” Nadia bellowed, shaking her head desperately, even as her ears lengthened, flopping over with their increased size and weight. She didn’t want to even think it was possible to enjoy a milking, but her breasts were so full…

Soon she actually had to fight the urge to bring her hands to her breasts and milk herself, something the girl had never thought possible. It was an urge only made worse as her breasts expanded further, swelling to the point that her poor top could no longer contain them.

With the loud snapping of buttons, the shirt gave way, exposing her fat, jiggling breasts to the cool morning air. Or rather, her breast. Both of her mammaries had merged together to create a single, large tit; one whose nipples were growing, soon joined by two more.

Nadia screamed as she looked to her fat udder, falling back onto her rump and grabbing at it with both hands. To her horror and shameful delight alike, a surge of pleasure rushed through her, and the girl clutched at her developing udder harder.

It was so full, so achingly large… Subconsciously, her hands cupped at her long nipples, pinching just a thin trail of milk from each of them. Before she could succumb any further; her fingers began to ache, stiffening as flesh solidified into hard enamel.

Unfortunately, she’d already given too much of herself to her inner cow. The quick teasing of her nipples alone had left her wanting more; needing more. She grunted loudly and let out a deep low, rocking back as she pawed at her udder with need.

Her arms and legs changed as she moved, eyelids fluttering as her joints creaked and popped, limbs getting longer and longer. Her spine extended into a short tail with a tufted tip, causing her to lean a little forward. And, most notable of all, her face began to grow, bones grinding against one another as her very skull changed from something human to something utterly animal.

Her nostrils expanded on her face as she breathed in deeply through them, drinking deep of the nearby bull’s musk. It was a far cry from the tacky cologne he’d worn last night, instead acting as a potent aphrodisiac to the already addled brunette.

Without fully realizing it, she rolled onto her hooves, a small moo slipping past her lips as they thickened. Her long ears twitched and her tail swayed, listing to one side as if to expose her sex to her nearby suitor.

“YOOO know… I can’t help with the mOOOlking… But I can help yOOO with another of yOOOr urges.” Rob grunted, striding towards Nadia purposefully.

He was so large, so forceful! She breathed in heavily, feeling her body change faster and faster from his very presence alone. Her hips loudly snapped as they outright tripled in size, splitting her jeans at the waist and baring her to the bull.

By now, Nadia wasn’t sure what she wanted, knowing that she used to hate the prospect of being milked; but still desiring the feel of warm hands on her udders. She realized that just a few minutes ago, she didn’t want to join the herd; even though now she wanted nothing more than to live a life on the grass.

Yet though she didn’t fully know what she wanted, Nadia knew what she needed. She turned her fattening ass towards Rob, looking back to him with wide eyes as her forming snout grew a little larger. “Fuck mmMOOO!”

He eagerly obeyed, the desire he’d felt for her as a human now all the greater that she was a cow. The bull lifted his weight onto his hind hooves, falling heavily onto Nadia’s back and making her moan as his weight pressed onto her back.

Hot fur shot out from her pores as her eyes widened, and she bellowed with bliss as the bull drove his cock deep into her, spearing her delicate flower with his thick meat. She’d never had her pussy this full in her life, and she reveled in the new carnal sensations of having an animal cock stuffed within her, stretching her wanting canal.

Nadia moaned and mooed in turn, giving into the beast that she was becoming and spreading her changes all the faster for it. Her body bulked up, face stretched, bones broadened. Funnily enough, her makeup remained on her larger cow’s head, albeit spread thin by the growth of her head.

She parted her lipstick-highlit lips with a loud bellow, savoring how its echo resounded around the plains. This was by far the most incredible fucking she’d had in her life! She could only hope that Kathleen and Daniela were sharing the same passion!

Daniela crinkled her nose as she looked to the pile of rutting pigs, the group of them seeming to do nothing save wallow, fuck, and eat. This wasn’t close to her ideal job, but from the sounds of it, her friends were having to put up with much the same with the horses and the cows.

“Well, the sooner I get this over with…” She muttered, hefting the large barrel of slop. She took what was meant to be a ginger step into the pigpen, but her added weight threw her off balance. She used too little force when setting down her foot, and so she slipped; falling into the mud with a loud splash and a squeal of distress.

“Ew, it’s all over me!” She whimpered loudly, though she was at least grateful that more of the slop had ended in the trough than in the mud. Not that the pigs seemed to mind, some of them were already slurping up the food from the ground like the dirty animals they were.

One in particular seemed to take an interest in her, turning his head towards her. Judging from his tusks, he was a boar. And judging from the way he looked at her, he was almost intelligent.

“H-hey there, big grrnt-uy…” A snort slipped into Daniela’s words, though she didn’t notice. Instead, she was concerned for what was interesting the pig so much, hoping that it wouldn’t be anything too dirty.

“Hey. I-orrnt hope that you won’t be such a stick in thrrrnt mud anymore.” He said, tossing his ears in a fashion that uncannily reminded her of one of the creeps from the hostel.

“Matt?” She asked, eyes widening in shock. She felt a little silly for asking, but with his words and actions; how could she not? Her heart began to race in her chest as she realized that something was very amiss, and her tension was only heightened as the pig impossibly spoke once again.

“Rrrnnright in one.” He nodded.

It was too much for Daniela to bear, and she screamed in fear. “UHREEEEEE!” Both of her filthy hands shot to her mouth as she realized that the sound was more of a pig’s squeal, and she squealed again as her body started to grow.

It was like some invisible hose was pumping her full of fat, a gain in weight plain across her body that she could feel more and more of with every passing second. Desperately, the girl pawed at her tightening clothes, but in just a matter of seconds even her hoodie was too tight on her to comfortably move.

“REEEE! NoREEE! Rrrnt-rrrnt-RRRNT!” As her squeals devolved into snorts, her nose upturned on her face, developing into a pig snout one snort at a time. She could feel her perfect teeth changing as well, growing tusks forcing the others aside into a less uniform condition.

“I don’t wrrrntnna be fat and rrrntpiggEEE!” Daniela sobbed, getting even bulkier, having to fall onto her side as her limbs shortened. The nails on her fingers and toes thickened, flowing over her digits and binding them together into a set of dark trotters.

Small rips and tears began to fill the air as she floundered helplessly, sobbing with distress at how ugly she was getting. It actually seemed to unnerve the other pigs, namely Matt.

“Rrrnt-hey! Hey!” He stammered, looking at her with wide eyes. “Yurrrnt-you look really good!” If pigs could smile reassuringly, he was surely doing so; his best effort to calm the girl plain to see.

It was almost enough to calm her down… Almost. She twitched her nose and snuffled loudly, hoping that he wasn’t just saying that for flattery’ sake. “Rrrnt-EEElly?”

“Oh, yeah!” One of the other sows said encouragingly. “Orrnt! You look better and better thREEE closer you get to being a rrrnt-pig!”

“Yuuurnt!” A third chimed in, nodding eagerly.

Daniela snorted with laughter at the sight of a pig nodding like a person, farting loudly as she did so. For a moment, she froze; worrying that they’d judge her for such a blatant breach of etiquette.

Much to her relief, the lot of them seemed to find her flatulence amusing, most of them snorting and a few of them echoing the sound with gas of their own. The brief moment of calm she felt soon vanished; however, as her lengthening ears were greeted by the sound of tearing clothing.

Daniela had completely missed the rips that had signified the beginning of the end for her clothing, not noticing them until it was too late. Now, her clothing was little more than rags on her body, the cloth little match for her body’s expansion. She fully realized that this was even more alarming, given that her clothing was loose-fitting to begin with.

“Nooo! I’m sooornnt faaat!” She whined loudly, pawing at the scraps of cloth in desperation, trying to keep them on somehow. She realized that all of the pigs were staring at her, and in desperation, the girl dropped into the mud, the front of her body submerged in the filth.

“Drroink-don’t look at meeee!” She squealed, tears dewing at her eyes as her hips and shoulders popped, forcing her into a four-legged stance. At least the mud felt nice on her skin, she thought, completely missing that her smooth flesh was becoming more and more akin to a pig’s hide with every passing second.

“Whurrnt-rrnt-why not?” Matt replied, tilting his head. “You look good trrnt me.” He snorted again, as though he had no idea why Daniela would ever feel distressed about being naked in front of a sty full of pigs.

And, much to her surprise, she didn’t have an answer for the question. The girl wallowed a little more in the mud, using it to ease her nerves while she searched for an answer. She knew that it should have bothered her, something about modesty or other… But it felt so good to be covered in mud like this!

She listed slightly to the left; then to the right. Then something within her simply clicked, and she began to roll around within the mud, covering herself in it with loud squeals of pleasure. How could she not have seen that mud was so much fun? All of her life trying to remain clean now felt wasted!

The other pigs snorted at her actions with amusement, but Daniela didn’t care. Instead, she continued to roll around in the muck, only slowing her motions as some delectable scent met her piggy nostrils. Her snout twitched as she shook her head, flinging mud to the left and right in the process.

It was… The slop? Slowly, Daniela padded towards it, inhibitions melting away as she took a tentative bite. It was good! Her tail waggled as she ate another bite, then another. All the while, the girl completely failed to notice that there was some mud within the slop, let alone the fact that it consisted of gunk she’d once be hard pressed to call edible.

“Srreee? It’s norrnt all bad.” Matt snorted, padding towards Daniela, snout twitching. He took a bite of the slop himself, motioning with his head towards the other pigs, who’d begun to rut with one another rather than watch the two of them eat.

Daniela had never been one for promiscuity, but she certainly envied the way the other sows squealed as they were mounted, then penetrated by boars. Her pussy ached, and she began to feel a damp warmth by her backside.

“Fuck mrrreee.” She said lowly, under her breath at first. Her piggish ears twitched as the word left her mouth; then she turned to the boar to her right. “Now.”

It was oddly thrilling to be so direct, putting her hopes on the chance that he’d say yes. Luckily, he seemed to have just as much restraint as she did. The last word was barely out of her muzzle before he clambered atop her back, snorting loudly as he thrust deeply into her, piggish prick finding its mark with ease.

Daniela’s mouth opened in an attempt to give voice to how incredible she felt, but only a loud, echoing squeal passed her lips. “RRREEEE!” She farted as she squealed, too far gone to feel even an iota of shame.

In fact, if she felt anything regarding her new porcine form, it would have to be a delighted surprise. She’d never realized before just how good it could be to let loose all of her inhibitions, and how free it was to be fat, dirty, and smelly. Now that she was living it, it was an experience more pleasurable than any she’d had in her life.

The sow rhythmically grunted beneath her boar as he plowed her hard, her fat body jiggling with every motion. She absently buried her face in the muddy slop again, taking another mouthful and chowing down with delight. There was nothing to stop her from trying to feel as much pleasure as possible; nothing to keep her from succumbing to temptation.

Matt’s cock hit a particularly sensitive spot within her, and the girl let out a loud squeal of joyous surprise. Hearing this, he thrust there again, and again, and again. Slowly, Daniela began to even lose focus of herself, her every nerve afire with pleasure.

She rocked harder and harder against her mate, eking every iota of sinful bliss she could from this. She clenched her folds around his cock; drove back against him so his balls thumped against her fat ass; squealed her passion to the heavens.

It only took a matter of minutes to reach her limit, and she squealed loud and hard, eyes widening as she felt the onrush of orgasm. The sow’s mouth hung open as she panted raggedly, her pussy coursing arcs of pleasure through her world, driving all thought from her mind.

And, much to her delight, it didn’t seem to have an end in sight, not even when Matt grunted from behind her, shooting his load deep into her piggy womb. It was the first pig orgasm of her life, and the girl soon learned just how long porcine pleasure could last.

It was nearly half an hour before she regained her senses, finding herself a drooling, cross-eyed mess of a pig. Spent, Daniela collapsed in the mud, knowing nothing else she could do; nothing else to do. She snorted loudly, wallowing in the warm mud and loving the warm feeling of her boar on her back. There she remained, until Cisco rounded her up along with the other animals.

“Hello, ladies.” The farmer greeted the three animals with a smile, waving to them. “Now that you’ve had a few hours and a few ruttings, I formally welcome you to the farm. I trust that you’ll enjoy your stay, especially seeing as how the three who’ve recommended you for this life are enjoying theirs.”

Derek, Rob, and Matt had the decency to look slightly ashamed, though it was clear that they enjoyed the carnal fucking too much to truly complain.

“ActOOally, it’s not bad.” Nadia twitched a bovine ear, her udder swaying beneath her. She coughed some cud into her mouth to chew absently, swishing her tail with content.

Kathleen bobbed her head in agreement, cunt still warm from the torrent of horse cum she’d been filled with. She didn’t say another word, choosing instead to rub her snout against Derek’s.

“Wree do make pretty grrrood livestock.” Grunted Daniela happily, eager for the impromptu meeting to be over so she could have another spin in the mud.

Sensing her impatience, Cisco smiled. “Of course, I would be remiss if I didn’t extend the same invitation to you that I did to your new suitors. So… Tell me, do you have any suggestions for our next ‘volunteers’?

Nadia and Kathleen remained silent at that, not knowing anyone other than the locals. Daniela; however, twitched a porcine ear in amusement.

“Rrrnt-actually…” The pig began, thinking of her friends. “I know a grrrrnnt-group of girls who’d love to help…”

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(Women to Horse, Cow, and Pig)

Kathleen, Nadia, and Daniela were three backpackers who hadn’t known each other existed before last week, but were already the fastest of friends. The three brunettes were all backpacking across Europe, and had happened to share the same room in a hostel.

Kathleen was the oldest of the group, one year out of law school. Back in high school, she’d been the ‘hot one’, captain of the cheer squad. Unfortunately, a little too much stress and a little too little sleep in high school had left her with a little more weight than she’d have liked.

Even so, she was still overtly attractive, with shapely hips and a rather large ass-though she wasn’t fond of people commenting on such. The paralegal tended to be rather sarcastic and, according to many men she’d met since college, ‘bitchy’ on account of losing her figure. She wasn’t sure what to do with her life at the moment, much like Nadia.

Nadia had just graduated with a shining degree in sociology, and unlike Kathleen, had maintained her figure thanks to a regimen of dieting, positivity, and ‘nightly encounters’. Consequently, she was undeniably the hotter one of the group, keeping her eye shadow and ruby lipstick on almost 24/7.

She knew that the makeup accentuated her exotic features, and that whoever didn’t take a liking to her face would immediately be ensnared by her most prominent features: her huge breasts. Outgoing and energetic, she was the one who got the group together, convincing even Daniela.

Unlike her other new friends, Daniela was still in college, having planned to make the trip with her sorority sisters after their study abroad session ended. Unfortunately for her, they decided to spend an extra week in the city first, planning to humor her and show up at their last destination.

So far they were no-shows, which is why the shy girl was so glad to find some new friends. Even if they tended to tease her for hiding her curves beneath an unflattering hoodie.

Tonight the three girls found themselves in a small bar in rural Spain, wondering what they should do with the rest of their night.

“I mean, I’m not, like, saying that we shouldn’t go back to the hostel…” Nadia began, twirling a finger through her hair.

“But we definitely shouldn’t go back there. “ Kathleen chuckled, nodding sagely. “Glad to hear that I’m not the only one who was a little creeped out by those guys. Not that I mind flattery, but nobody likes to hear that they have ‘nice skin’.”

“Yeah, serial killers much? Didn’t make things better when they said that you had a nice ass, I have nice tits, and Daniela needed to show off her curves.” Nadia pointed to each of them in turn as she spoke before rolling her eye, taking a generous sip of her drink. “Sucks that they had to be staying at the same hostel as us.”

Daniela smiled softly as she looked to the women, cradling her cup of tea with both hands. “I mean… I agree with both of you.” She said, a small blush trailing across her cheeks as they looked to her. She still hadn’t gotten used to older women valuing her opinion.

“Right.” Kathleen said with a nod. “So we’re in agreement that we’ll just be on the streets for tonight. Until we come up with a better plan.”

“Or a better invitation.” A male voice spoke up from behind them, and the girls looked to find a young man smiling in their direction.

“And you are?” Kathleen asked, eyes narrowing.

“Cisco. My name is Cisco.” He patted his chest with a smile. “I happen to be a farmer around these parts, and I can assure you that I am far too busy to be a serial killer. Plus my mother would probably protest.”

“You live with your mother?”

“It’s a family farm.” Cisco shrugged. “I realize that you Americans might not always think that living at home is a good decision, but out here it is the only decision. Plus, if it helps, you’ll only need to work for us in the morning; no other pay is necessary.”

“And in return, we get…” Nadia arched an eyebrow, grinning nonetheless. She was already sold; she just needed the others to agree.

“Full lodgings, heated rooms, and a home cooked meal from my mother. And say what you will about her personal manners, she is an excellent chef.” Cisco spread his arms wide, beaming innocently. “So, what do you say? I would love to have the extra help tomorrow morning.”

“And that’s what you get out of this.” Kathleen said with a smirk. “A little easy labor, and all you have to do is recruit us? Sounds like a good deal.”

“The best.” Cisco nodded. “So, what do you say?”

Of course, they replied with a resounding ‘yes’. The farm was nice and rustic, with a complete three-course dinner seasoned with local spices that ensured they tasted exotic. After a good night’s rest, the three of them woke to find themselves a good deal more rested… Albeit a little strange.

“Not that I’m complaining about the most comfy bed yet, but… Is anyone else feeling a little off? Maybe I’m not used to luxury anymore…” Nadia chuckled, massaging her breasts. “But for some odd reason, I could swear my breasts are heavier.”

“Yeah, my ass feels big too.” Kathleen grinned back. “Maybe we had too much to eat?” She struggled to fit her slacks up her thighs, making a mental note to shave her legs at their next stop. She could have sworn that she’d had them clean-shaven just yesterday, but today they were covered in thin brown hairs.

It looked like Nadia was a little hairier too, and Daniela… Well, she’d had the most to eat of all of them, so it made sense that she looked the fullest. Kathleen nodded to her with a small smile, chuckling. “Feeling okay?”

“A little bloated… But, you know… I did enjoy that a lot more than you guys. I can’t remember the last time I’ve had a home-cooked meal.” The shy girl smiled, slipping a hoodie over her body and zipping it tightly.

Before they could carry on their conversation, Cisco called to them from downstairs. “Hello! Are you ladies ready to start a day off right, doing my work for me?”

Daniela snorted with laughter at that, looking to her two friends. “Well, at least he’s honest.”

They headed downstairs to find Cisco holding a paper in both hands, looking from it to them. “So, for today my mother would like Kathleen to clean the horse stables, Nadia to milk the cows, and Daniela to feed the pigs. It shouldn’t be too hard, I’d imagine. Call me if you need help, I’ll be here.”

Daniela looked a little unsure as to splitting up, but Kathleen allayed those concerns with a casual smile. “Don’t worry, we’ll do our jobs, then meet up here. It’ll be fun.”

The paralegal repeated those words to herself sarcastically as she walked towards the stables, a hand in each of her coat pockets. Even though she’d said them well, she still wasn’t the biggest fan of physical labor. But at least it would just be using a broom, not having to get near anything too filthy. She hoped.

The brunette headed into the stables with this hope in mind, and was pleasantly surprised to see that the farm only had a single stallion. He looked to be of good size… She assumed. She didn’t really know horses, but he had to be healthy if he was this farm’s only one.

With a hum, she set to work, doing her best not to focus on how the horse seemed to be following her with its eyes. The girl grabbed a broom from by the door, using it to push out the straw that had cluttered around the floor, as well as some scraps of rags that looked like they could have once been clothing.

The thought of clothing led the girl to reflect on how uncomfortable she felt in her pants, and clothes in general. It wasn’t just like they were tight; they just felt… Wrong. It was like all of them were backwards, or inside-out. They didn’t hurt to wear, or even feel that uncomfortable. But something in her, something instinctive, protested the fact that she was wearing them nonetheless.

“Well, I suppose it could be worse. At least the food was good.” Kathleen chuckled, bringing her elbow back to push another load of straw into a pile.

A solid impact at her elbow made her freeze in place, and the sound of clattering iron elicited an oath that would make a sailor blush. “Great, just what I needed.” The brunette scowled as she looked behind herself, seeing a pile of fallen horseshoes. “But at least nothing’s broken.”

The girl squatted down to pick them up, only for the sound of tearing cloth to fill the air-and for her pants to suddenly loosen on her legs. She blushed madly and looked behind herself, patting at her pants to confirm if the impossible had really happened. Sure enough, there was a large hole right between the plump cheeks of her ass.

“So much for notheiiing being broken. Then again, it goes give mhneee a vuheeeighw.” A half-whinnied voice spoke up from behind Kathleen, and she turned in shock to find the stallion staring at her with something that she’d almost call mirth.

“Nope.” The paralegal said, shaking her head. “I’m not buying it. No way, no how. Come on out, whoever’s doing the Mr. Ed impression; because I refuse to believe that there’s a magical talking horse.”

“Phhbbt. Really, now?” The horse chuffed as it spoke, and this time Kathleen could see his lips move, tongue work to create that approximation of English. She wanted to believe it was a trick, but the anxiety that had begun with the tearing of her pants was now threating to overwhelm her.

“Nuhuhuh… MNuhEEIGH way!” Kathleen’s head jerked forward as a loud whinny erupted from her lips mid-sentence, and she found her panic increasing only tenfold.

“Wuhheigh. I’m Derek, by the wgnay. One of the guhuhhuys from your hostel. Wuheee went to this farm on an offer for a fuhreeigh meal, but it ended up with… Well, you suheiigh.” The horse flicked an ear, rolling its eyes in a manner that was far too human for Kathleen’s liking.

The he nodded his head appreciatively towards her ass. “Bugghnyy the way, your ass looked great before as a human. But hgnny can’t wait to see what it looks lgnyyyke as a horse butt.”

Kathleen whimpered at his words, unable to believe what he was saying. But the gurgling in her belly was only getting stronger; the funny feeling in her body getting that much worse. She groaned as she felt her frame begin to expand, torso thickening and ass swelling further, widening the hole in her pants further.

It was like all of her worst fears of her body made real, her nightmares of growing out of her clothing coming to life. “NUHEEEGIH! Don’t LUHEEEIGH-look!” She whinnied frantically, trying to cover herself as her clothes got even tighter on her, threatening to split at the seams.

“Why not? You’re suhuhsexy.” Derek nickered after he spoke, watching with even more interest as Kathleen’s hands twisted into hooves; her feet exploding from her shoes seconds later.

Kathleen hyperventilated in response, animalistic grunts and nickers slipping into her every word. She pawed at her clothes feebly with her hooves, whimpering loudly as just how numb they were. “Not a horse! NuhuhuhEIGHot a horse!”

Despite her fears, she couldn’t help but feel a bit of excitement at the prospect of shedding her uncomfortable clothes. They were tight and restrictive, after all…

She shook her head, whimpering a little louder as she realized that the motion caused her ears to actually sway, a motion that she felt much more than she’d have preferred. Desperately, the girl tried to keep her mind off of the changes, even though her neck was itching madly with what could only be a mane.

There was another itching that had spread its way along her body, one that she was sure was the growth of fur and a thick hide, but Kathleen didn’t want to reflect for too long on that. Even if they meant that she wouldn’t be naked if she lost all of her clothes, which had to be worth something…

The girl grunted as her face began to extend from the rest of her head, nose and mouth stretching out into a broad muzzle. Her nostrils flared as her head got larger and larger, and her teeth felt thick and ungainly in her mouth.

It was a terrifying transformation that was soon eclipsed by the lengthening of her neck, her growing spine curving and forcing her head to angle back. This discomfort, coupled with the growing bulk on her body, was enough to force her to fall onto her hooves, a descent that made her neck’s new angle make much more sense. Even though her back was parallel with the ground, it was still somehow natural for her to look ahead.

She chuffed instinctively at the thought, wiggling her hind quarters as they grew larger and larger still, thick with both muscle and fat. Slowly but surely, she began to think that maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to get rid of her clothes; to look just like a horse. After all, didn’t she seem more out of place in these half-torn rags?

Before the girl fully understood what she was doing, she flexed her shoulders hard, using the motion to tear her coat, shirt, and bra along her back. As though it had been waiting for this, the transformation practically tripled in pace, bulking her up further and further so that the tear she’d caused propagated fully through her clothing, almost exploding it from her body with the loud sound of ripping cloth.

It was liberating, especially since horses weren’t supposed to wear clothes. She’d never thought before just how uncomfortable clothes were to wear, but upon reflection, they were just so tight and restrictive. It was far better to be rid of them, and it looked like she wasn’t the only one in the room to feel that way.

“Sughnneee? Sexuheeeigh.” Derek snorted, pushing against the unlocked door to his stall and walking towards Kathleen. “Damn, that ass phbrbrbt is thick!” He tossed his head with another nicker, staring at her ass shamelessly.

Kathleen shook it at the compliment, grunting as a tail slipped from her spine, long hairs decorating its length. Loathe though she was to admit it, he had a point. Her ass was huge, and he did seem to appreciate it… And now that she didn’t have any clothes, it was that much easier for him to see.

Come to think of it, since he didn’t have clothes either, it was pretty easy for her to see him too… And what a sight it was! His cock was already erect, thick and throbbing with the rounded head of an equine. “Mggneigh? Looks like huhuhgnyou like it…” She egged him on, glad that he still seemed to appreciate her ass even as a horse.

“HNEEIGHll yes!” He whinnied loudly with excitement, licking his thick horse lips. “God, I just want to show you hgnow much hyy want it! Hgnyy’ll fuck you until ygneeuhuhuh-you can’t walk tomorrow, even with four luhuhegs!”

Kathleen was a poet inside, so she knew that his words weren’t entirely something to be appreciated. Then again, they were certainly getting her wetter than she’d been in her life, and she was curious what it would feel like to have the thickest cock of her life inside of her.

And if she was a complete horse too… The mare turned towards the stallion, presenting her dark, dripping horse cunt. “Wuhuhut’re you wgneeighting for, then?”

It actually took Derek a second to process that, his jaw hanging slack for a matter of moments. Then he practically galloped towards her, leaping atop her back and driving his cock deep within her. It was utterly animalistic, without any sense of human foreplay, and Kathleen loved it.

“UGNHEEEEEIGH!” The mare screamed with insensate bliss, physically quivering from how good it felt to have a cock this thick within herself. She hadn’t realized just how good it was to have a larger body to accommodate his thick length, one that was able to take his every thrust with passionate, unbridled pleasure.

Instinctively, she began to rock back and forth against Derek, feeling his hefty equine balls swatting her ass, his thick cock sliding in and out of her. There was so much for her to enjoy; so much for her to savor! She whinnied again, spittle flying from her muzzle as she began to enjoy insensate pleasure, a new world of sensation becoming hers to enjoy. Idly, she wondered if the others were enjoying this as much as she was…

Nadia wiped at her brow, doing her best to ignore the whinnying of the horses in the stable. It sounded like they were acting up, which meant Kathleen would be cleaning for a while longer.

“Maybe this isn’t the worst job…” She fanned at herself as she spoke, feeling a little hot. The girl undid two of the buttons on her shirt as she moved onto the next cow, one whose moos were beginning to sound distinctly like moans of pleasure, almost human in nature.

“Like, I didn’t even know that cows could sound like that.” She chuckled, undoing another button on her shirt as the damnable heat only grew.

“And I doodn’t know they made chick with such fat udders.” Came a low bellow dead ahead of her.

It was almost an exact mirror of what one of the guys at the hostel, Rob, had said to her; save for the fact that it now referred to udders rather than Nadia’s large bosom.

Nadia, always one to jump to conclusions, realized then and there that the only logical explanation for a talking cow was that it was once a person, perhaps even one of the men from the hostel, no less. It was a thought that was startling enough to panic her, and she knocked over the milk bucket as she backpedaled from the cow she’d been milking.

“UGNOO? MOOO! WUHOOOODDUHELL!” A torrent of moos spilled from her mouth as she stared at the bull with wide, terrified eyes.

“Oooh, yeah. We oooosed to be people.” The cow she’d been milking said in a gentle British accent, tilting her thick head. “Looocky you get to be one of us.”

If she was hoping to calm Nadia, the cow would be sorely disappointed. The girl panted hard, mooing loudly as she tried to increase her pace, backpedaling as quickly from the cows as possible.

Unfortunately, her body chose this time to make several changes known to her, the first of which being a distinct increase in body mass. It started in her belly and breasts first, eliciting a low groan and a huff from the girl, the air pushing from her lungs as her chest expanded.

“NOOOO!” She bellowed, eyes widening even as they began to darken to a deep bovine brown. “I’MOOO nOOOt a cow!”

“Well, nOOOt yet.” Rob looked to her with the bovine equivalent of a smirk as she panicked. “But sOOOn enough…”

Nadia whimpered loudly, stumbling away from the nightmare. One of the other cows got behind her, keeping her from getting too far from them. “Hey, I reckon becoMOOOng a cow is the best thing that cOOOld ever happen. YOOO’ll love the treatment, espOOOcially the milking!” Drawled the cow with a southern accent, twitching her ears.

Nadia didn’t know how to respond to that; wasn’t sure how to even comprehend it. How could being a cow be any better than being a human? Surely there had to be something wrong with these bovine’s brains! She whimpered and grunted as her breasts swelled a little more, beginning to slosh as they filled with what could only be milk.

Apparently a cow’s hearing was sensitive enough to hear that, because the southern cow spoke again, mirth filling her moo-laden words. “YOOO’ll see sOOOn enough.”

“UHMOOO!” Nadia bellowed, shaking her head desperately, even as her ears lengthened, flopping over with their increased size and weight. She didn’t want to even think it was possible to enjoy a milking, but her breasts were so full…

Soon she actually had to fight the urge to bring her hands to her breasts and milk herself, something the girl had never thought possible. It was an urge only made worse as her breasts expanded further, swelling to the point that her poor top could no longer contain them.

With the loud snapping of buttons, the shirt gave way, exposing her fat, jiggling breasts to the cool morning air. Or rather, her breast. Both of her mammaries had merged together to create a single, large tit; one whose nipples were growing, soon joined by two more.

Nadia screamed as she looked to her fat udder, falling back onto her rump and grabbing at it with both hands. To her horror and shameful delight alike, a surge of pleasure rushed through her, and the girl clutched at her developing udder harder.

It was so full, so achingly large… Subconsciously, her hands cupped at her long nipples, pinching just a thin trail of milk from each of them. Before she could succumb any further; her fingers began to ache, stiffening as flesh solidified into hard enamel.

Unfortunately, she’d already given too much of herself to her inner cow. The quick teasing of her nipples alone had left her wanting more; needing more. She grunted loudly and let out a deep low, rocking back as she pawed at her udder with need.

Her arms and legs changed as she moved, eyelids fluttering as her joints creaked and popped, limbs getting longer and longer. Her spine extended into a short tail with a tufted tip, causing her to lean a little forward. And, most notable of all, her face began to grow, bones grinding against one another as her very skull changed from something human to something utterly animal.

Her nostrils expanded on her face as she breathed in deeply through them, drinking deep of the nearby bull’s musk. It was a far cry from the tacky cologne he’d worn last night, instead acting as a potent aphrodisiac to the already addled brunette.

Without fully realizing it, she rolled onto her hooves, a small moo slipping past her lips as they thickened. Her long ears twitched and her tail swayed, listing to one side as if to expose her sex to her nearby suitor.

“YOOO know… I can’t help with the mOOOlking… But I can help yOOO with another of yOOOr urges.” Rob grunted, striding towards Nadia purposefully.

He was so large, so forceful! She breathed in heavily, feeling her body change faster and faster from his very presence alone. Her hips loudly snapped as they outright tripled in size, splitting her jeans at the waist and baring her to the bull.

By now, Nadia wasn’t sure what she wanted, knowing that she used to hate the prospect of being milked; but still desiring the feel of warm hands on her udders. She realized that just a few minutes ago, she didn’t want to join the herd; even though now she wanted nothing more than to live a life on the grass.

Yet though she didn’t fully know what she wanted, Nadia knew what she needed. She turned her fattening ass towards Rob, looking back to him with wide eyes as her forming snout grew a little larger. “Fuck mmMOOO!”

He eagerly obeyed, the desire he’d felt for her as a human now all the greater that she was a cow. The bull lifted his weight onto his hind hooves, falling heavily onto Nadia’s back and making her moan as his weight pressed onto her back.

Hot fur shot out from her pores as her eyes widened, and she bellowed with bliss as the bull drove his cock deep into her, spearing her delicate flower with his thick meat. She’d never had her pussy this full in her life, and she reveled in the new carnal sensations of having an animal cock stuffed within her, stretching her wanting canal.

Nadia moaned and mooed in turn, giving into the beast that she was becoming and spreading her changes all the faster for it. Her body bulked up, face stretched, bones broadened. Funnily enough, her makeup remained on her larger cow’s head, albeit spread thin by the growth of her head.

She parted her lipstick-highlit lips with a loud bellow, savoring how its echo resounded around the plains. This was by far the most incredible fucking she’d had in her life! She could only hope that Kathleen and Daniela were sharing the same passion!

Daniela crinkled her nose as she looked to the pile of rutting pigs, the group of them seeming to do nothing save wallow, fuck, and eat. This wasn’t close to her ideal job, but from the sounds of it, her friends were having to put up with much the same with the horses and the cows.

“Well, the sooner I get this over with…” She muttered, hefting the large barrel of slop. She took what was meant to be a ginger step into the pigpen, but her added weight threw her off balance. She used too little force when setting down her foot, and so she slipped; falling into the mud with a loud splash and a squeal of distress.

“Ew, it’s all over me!” She whimpered loudly, though she was at least grateful that more of the slop had ended in the trough than in the mud. Not that the pigs seemed to mind, some of them were already slurping up the food from the ground like the dirty animals they were.

One in particular seemed to take an interest in her, turning his head towards her. Judging from his tusks, he was a boar. And judging from the way he looked at her, he was almost intelligent.

“H-hey there, big grrnt-uy…” A snort slipped into Daniela’s words, though she didn’t notice. Instead, she was concerned for what was interesting the pig so much, hoping that it wouldn’t be anything too dirty.

“Hey. I-orrnt hope that you won’t be such a stick in thrrrnt mud anymore.” He said, tossing his ears in a fashion that uncannily reminded her of one of the creeps from the hostel.

“Matt?” She asked, eyes widening in shock. She felt a little silly for asking, but with his words and actions; how could she not? Her heart began to race in her chest as she realized that something was very amiss, and her tension was only heightened as the pig impossibly spoke once again.

“Rrrnnright in one.” He nodded.

It was too much for Daniela to bear, and she screamed in fear. “UHREEEEEE!” Both of her filthy hands shot to her mouth as she realized that the sound was more of a pig’s squeal, and she squealed again as her body started to grow.

It was like some invisible hose was pumping her full of fat, a gain in weight plain across her body that she could feel more and more of with every passing second. Desperately, the girl pawed at her tightening clothes, but in just a matter of seconds even her hoodie was too tight on her to comfortably move.

“REEEE! NoREEE! Rrrnt-rrrnt-RRRNT!” As her squeals devolved into snorts, her nose upturned on her face, developing into a pig snout one snort at a time. She could feel her perfect teeth changing as well, growing tusks forcing the others aside into a less uniform condition.

“I don’t wrrrntnna be fat and rrrntpiggEEE!” Daniela sobbed, getting even bulkier, having to fall onto her side as her limbs shortened. The nails on her fingers and toes thickened, flowing over her digits and binding them together into a set of dark trotters.

Small rips and tears began to fill the air as she floundered helplessly, sobbing with distress at how ugly she was getting. It actually seemed to unnerve the other pigs, namely Matt.

“Rrrnt-hey! Hey!” He stammered, looking at her with wide eyes. “Yurrrnt-you look really good!” If pigs could smile reassuringly, he was surely doing so; his best effort to calm the girl plain to see.

It was almost enough to calm her down… Almost. She twitched her nose and snuffled loudly, hoping that he wasn’t just saying that for flattery’ sake. “Rrrnt-EEElly?”

“Oh, yeah!” One of the other sows said encouragingly. “Orrnt! You look better and better thREEE closer you get to being a rrrnt-pig!”

“Yuuurnt!” A third chimed in, nodding eagerly.

Daniela snorted with laughter at the sight of a pig nodding like a person, farting loudly as she did so. For a moment, she froze; worrying that they’d judge her for such a blatant breach of etiquette.

Much to her relief, the lot of them seemed to find her flatulence amusing, most of them snorting and a few of them echoing the sound with gas of their own. The brief moment of calm she felt soon vanished; however, as her lengthening ears were greeted by the sound of tearing clothing.

Daniela had completely missed the rips that had signified the beginning of the end for her clothing, not noticing them until it was too late. Now, her clothing was little more than rags on her body, the cloth little match for her body’s expansion. She fully realized that this was even more alarming, given that her clothing was loose-fitting to begin with.

“Nooo! I’m sooornnt faaat!” She whined loudly, pawing at the scraps of cloth in desperation, trying to keep them on somehow. She realized that all of the pigs were staring at her, and in desperation, the girl dropped into the mud, the front of her body submerged in the filth.

“Drroink-don’t look at meeee!” She squealed, tears dewing at her eyes as her hips and shoulders popped, forcing her into a four-legged stance. At least the mud felt nice on her skin, she thought, completely missing that her smooth flesh was becoming more and more akin to a pig’s hide with every passing second.

“Whurrnt-rrnt-why not?” Matt replied, tilting his head. “You look good trrnt me.” He snorted again, as though he had no idea why Daniela would ever feel distressed about being naked in front of a sty full of pigs.

And, much to her surprise, she didn’t have an answer for the question. The girl wallowed a little more in the mud, using it to ease her nerves while she searched for an answer. She knew that it should have bothered her, something about modesty or other… But it felt so good to be covered in mud like this!

She listed slightly to the left; then to the right. Then something within her simply clicked, and she began to roll around within the mud, covering herself in it with loud squeals of pleasure. How could she not have seen that mud was so much fun? All of her life trying to remain clean now felt wasted!

The other pigs snorted at her actions with amusement, but Daniela didn’t care. Instead, she continued to roll around in the muck, only slowing her motions as some delectable scent met her piggy nostrils. Her snout twitched as she shook her head, flinging mud to the left and right in the process.

It was… The slop? Slowly, Daniela padded towards it, inhibitions melting away as she took a tentative bite. It was good! Her tail waggled as she ate another bite, then another. All the while, the girl completely failed to notice that there was some mud within the slop, let alone the fact that it consisted of gunk she’d once be hard pressed to call edible.

“Srreee? It’s norrnt all bad.” Matt snorted, padding towards Daniela, snout twitching. He took a bite of the slop himself, motioning with his head towards the other pigs, who’d begun to rut with one another rather than watch the two of them eat.

Daniela had never been one for promiscuity, but she certainly envied the way the other sows squealed as they were mounted, then penetrated by boars. Her pussy ached, and she began to feel a damp warmth by her backside.

“Fuck mrrreee.” She said lowly, under her breath at first. Her piggish ears twitched as the word left her mouth; then she turned to the boar to her right. “Now.”

It was oddly thrilling to be so direct, putting her hopes on the chance that he’d say yes. Luckily, he seemed to have just as much restraint as she did. The last word was barely out of her muzzle before he clambered atop her back, snorting loudly as he thrust deeply into her, piggish prick finding its mark with ease.

Daniela’s mouth opened in an attempt to give voice to how incredible she felt, but only a loud, echoing squeal passed her lips. “RRREEEE!” She farted as she squealed, too far gone to feel even an iota of shame.

In fact, if she felt anything regarding her new porcine form, it would have to be a delighted surprise. She’d never realized before just how good it could be to let loose all of her inhibitions, and how free it was to be fat, dirty, and smelly. Now that she was living it, it was an experience more pleasurable than any she’d had in her life.

The sow rhythmically grunted beneath her boar as he plowed her hard, her fat body jiggling with every motion. She absently buried her face in the muddy slop again, taking another mouthful and chowing down with delight. There was nothing to stop her from trying to feel as much pleasure as possible; nothing to keep her from succumbing to temptation.

Matt’s cock hit a particularly sensitive spot within her, and the girl let out a loud squeal of joyous surprise. Hearing this, he thrust there again, and again, and again. Slowly, Daniela began to even lose focus of herself, her every nerve afire with pleasure.

She rocked harder and harder against her mate, eking every iota of sinful bliss she could from this. She clenched her folds around his cock; drove back against him so his balls thumped against her fat ass; squealed her passion to the heavens.

It only took a matter of minutes to reach her limit, and she squealed loud and hard, eyes widening as she felt the onrush of orgasm. The sow’s mouth hung open as she panted raggedly, her pussy coursing arcs of pleasure through her world, driving all thought from her mind.

And, much to her delight, it didn’t seem to have an end in sight, not even when Matt grunted from behind her, shooting his load deep into her piggy womb. It was the first pig orgasm of her life, and the girl soon learned just how long porcine pleasure could last.

It was nearly half an hour before she regained her senses, finding herself a drooling, cross-eyed mess of a pig. Spent, Daniela collapsed in the mud, knowing nothing else she could do; nothing else to do. She snorted loudly, wallowing in the warm mud and loving the warm feeling of her boar on her back. There she remained, until Cisco rounded her up along with the other animals.

“Hello, ladies.” The farmer greeted the three animals with a smile, waving to them. “Now that you’ve had a few hours and a few ruttings, I formally welcome you to the farm. I trust that you’ll enjoy your stay, especially seeing as how the three who’ve recommended you for this life are enjoying theirs.”

Derek, Rob, and Matt had the decency to look slightly ashamed, though it was clear that they enjoyed the carnal fucking too much to truly complain.

“ActOOally, it’s not bad.” Nadia twitched a bovine ear, her udder swaying beneath her. She coughed some cud into her mouth to chew absently, swishing her tail with content.

Kathleen bobbed her head in agreement, cunt still warm from the torrent of horse cum she’d been filled with. She didn’t say another word, choosing instead to rub her snout against Derek’s.

“Wree do make pretty grrrood livestock.” Grunted Daniela happily, eager for the impromptu meeting to be over so she could have another spin in the mud.

Sensing her impatience, Cisco smiled. “Of course, I would be remiss if I didn’t extend the same invitation to you that I did to your new suitors. So… Tell me, do you have any suggestions for our next ‘volunteers’?

Nadia and Kathleen remained silent at that, not knowing anyone other than the locals. Daniela; however, twitched a porcine ear in amusement.

“Rrrnt-actually…” The pig began, thinking of her friends. “I know a grrrrnnt-group of girls who’d love to help…”