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Ass Man Wine 2: The Assening

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Jenny lay in bed with her husband Jack next to her. The bed was not there own, the room was not there own. She looked up and in the ceiling minted mirror she saw her body, saw her husband's body and from there her mind wandered. She was not human, not completely human at least. Her husband's chance run in with something had left both of them as humanoid donkeys, male humanoid donkeys. She thought smiling just a little as she felt her arm sized cock twitch a bit. It was flaccid now but her body was still reeling from its use just a few minutes ago.

Her husband slept next to her, reeling from their passionate encounter with one another. Her slight smile turned however as her mind drifted back to the reasoning for their stay in this place. The sex had been a good distraction however like all distractions its did nothing to solve the real problem. Their family.

Both her and Jack's parents had come. They had yelled, they had said things, done things, and in the end things turned petty and personal. Too much for Jenny to take. She stormed out and Jack followed. After some driving and some yelling and a bit of crying the two checked into a cheap motel a ways away from their house. Then sex and now introspection.

The words from her parents cut deep now. Was she being selfish, was she really a freak. Looking up at her muzzle and furry body covered by the bed sheets she didn't see a freak, she saw her reflection. Sighing she kept looking remembering how people told her it could be “fixed". What if she didn't want to get fixed, what if she liked getting her cock sucked, like the feeling of someone rubbing her fur, the way her tail swayed.

She looked away from the mirror and down towards the sleeping face of Jack. She smiled and then looked back up at her reflection. He liked the way she looked, loved it even. Loved every bit of her, his muzzle, her tail, her smokey grey fur, and her massive cock. He all but worshiped it, licking it, sucking it, riding her. Her smile widened as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back.

“Feeling better?" a voice asked.

She looked over to see a smile on Jack's muzzle. She rolled over and hugged the donkey she loved so and held him close.

“A little." she said smiling as she felt his warmth.

“So how long are we gonna stay here?" Jack asked, trying to bring the truth Jenny was trying to forget about back to the surface.

“The night at least, maybe till they leave." Jenny said resting her head on his chest.

“You know that's not realistic right." Jack said, taking one of his hands and running it through her fur.

“Can you at least pretend that it's something we can do." She said.

“Nope." Jack said looking up at the mirror and having a similar feeling as Jenny had moments ago.

“Can we at least go at it some more before we go back." Jenny said smiling.

“I wont say no to that." Jack said looking down at her and smiling to himself.

“Well alright then, time to pay you back for all that fun we just had sexy." Jenny said, rolling onto him and looking down at him with a lustful smile.

“Oh well if you insist dear." Jack said matching her lustful grin with his own.

Jenny giggled a bit and moved down her husband. He smiled the whole time feeling her hands, and then her tongue, and then her mouth. Jack had a thought then, but dismissed it just as quickly. It occurred to him that he had left both their parents alone at their house. They didn't have a lot of booze on hand there and he knew that all of them were probably going to want to get drunk after what had happened. He was worried that they might find a certain secret supply they had kept around. However Jack had locked it away in a nice discrete spot that he failed to see any of them finding. Plus it was locked and he doubted anyone was going to pick it or guess the combo. So he smiled, he enjoyed his wife's attention, and then her rear, and then a while later she enjoyed his. All the while thoughts of their family grew more and more distant until the only thing on either of their minds were their bodies.

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“HA gotcha fucker." Darla said grinning as the lock popped off the door.

“Christ where the hell did you learn how to do that?" Beth asked the other woman.

“Reform school." was her reply.

The two older women entered the room and saw their goal. They had spotted the case of wine through the unfinished wall in the basement. And after some fiddling had finally picked the lock.

“Ah this looks nice, some kinda red, never heard of the brand before though." Darla said, taking a bottle from the case and examining it.

“Ass Man Wine, ass man, christ I can see why they hid this." Bethany said looking at the donkey on the label.

She frowned at that remembering what she had said to her daughter. She looked over to Darla who had already taken a pocket knife out and was uncorking the bottle. Beth looked back down at the bottle and sighed which got Darla to look up.

“Hey you said what you said, besides they'll come back and then we can make nice." she said looking back down to the bottle.

“I know, but, christ, you can't just take back what's been said you know." Beth said to the other woman.

“Well yeah, but we can get drunk in the meantime." Darla said holding the now uncorked bottle up to her nose and taking in the wine's scents.

“You know a lot about wine?" Beth asked, trying to get her mind off the topic.

“Way too much. And this one here is a winner, grab another bottle or two, or three." Beth said taking a sip from the bottle and smiling as the bitter liquid with fruity undertones crossed her lips.

“Stay the fuck away form me." a voice shouted.

“Fuck you its your fucking sons fault that I don't have daughter anymore." another one shoughted back.

“Will you please just leave me the fuck alone." the first voice shouted back.

“Think you can rain your husband in." Darla said looking over to Beth who now just looked down at the ground.

“Not when he's like this." Beth said looking as the two men came down the stairs.

“Please for the love of fuck tell me you found something to drink." Darla's husband Hubert said.

“Wine?" she said holding up a bottle smiling.

“Thank fuck for that." he said gritting his teeth as he heard the other husband come crashing down.

Ben was in a bad way. The man held a half full bottle of whisky in one hand and worse a face that didn't even hide his drunken anger.

“That's a pussy drink," he said slurring his words a bit.

“For fucks sake man if you don't want any please kindly fuck off." Hue said looking down and shaking his head. Darla handed him the bottle smiling and he nodded, taking it and moving back up stairs. Glaring at the other man as he passed him. “I'll be on the back porch." he announced before leaving.

“So, you two got anything you'd like to say to me. Hmm." he said standing a few feet away from the two woman looking disappointed.

“The hell does that mean." Darla said looking over to Beth.

“Exactly, tell me, hmm." he said seemingly waiting for something.

“You know what, Ben go fuck yourself." Beth said a few bottles in hand as she walked past him.

“Whoa hey wait for me." Darla said surprised at the sudden outburst from the other woman.

Ben stood there for a moment before he waved off the others dismissively. He slumped down against the wall and took another long swig from the bottle in his hand. He looked down at the case of wine and raised an eyebrow. Before grunting and leaning his head back against the wall.

“Fucken pussy drink." he said as he yawned and took another pull from the whisky bottle.

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Darla and Beth both took up positions next to each other on the couch in the living room. Ben seemed to be content to wallow in his own self pity in the basement and it seemed Hubert was enjoying the company of himself on the porch. Both women leaned back and started drinking from the bottles not worrying about going to get glasses.

“So... christ what the fuck do we even talk about." Darla asked, leaning her head back and closing her eyes.

“I have no idea." Beth said, sounding as tired as ever.

“Well we could talk about the elephant in the room, or rather the donkeys." Darla said as she finished off another sip.

“Or we could not." Beth said looking over to the other woman.

“Look we're gonna have to talk to our kids sooner or later, might as well practice what we're gonna say right." Darla said smiling in a drunken way.

“Yeah, I guess you're right." Beth said, sounding defeated.

“So, any ideas?" Darla said looking down at the bottle.

“About?" Beth said looking over.

“You know, what to say to em." Darla said looking over to Beth who just blinked.

“I have no clue." she said sinking back into her seat and taking a swig from the bottle.

“Yeah me either." Darla admitted.

“At least you have it a bit easier." Beth said stretching out and yawning.

“How so?" Darla said looking back over to her counterpart.

“Come on, at least Jack still has the parts he was born with." Beth said swishing around the now half full bottle of wine watching the liquid inside.

Darla blinked at that and lowered it then looked forward again.

“Yeah I can see how that would make things, uh… complicated I guess." Darla said her mind wandering off track a bit.

“I mean why does she not want to have her old body back. I mean what the hell's the attraction." Beth said, throwing her hands up as she looked forward not so much talking to Darla as she was venting her own thoughts.

Beth crashed back into the couch and took a long pull off the bottle before looking up at the ceiling seemingly deep in thought.

Darla for her part sighed out and leaned back into the couch. She was feeling hot for some reason, she wondered if it was just the drink. The four of them, herself, her husband and the other two had been drinking since before their kids had stormed out. And hadn't really stopped since. Finding the wine had probably prevented one of them from making for the nearest liquor store. Looking over at Beth Daral wondered just how much they had had to drink tonight. It had been a lot, but the way she was feeling was like she was back in college. On the periphery her mind wandered across all sorts of things. Mostly revolving around her son's new body, the way it looked, the fur, the bulge he now had in all his pants.

At first the thought of it disgusted her, but her mind had a way of drawing her eye towards it involuntarily. Now her mind was throwing the image at her head constantly. The thought of it, but as the thoughts grew more tangible in her head the image of her son faded until it was just that bulge, just that idea of that huge massive thing, of what it could do, to her, for her. She gulped feeling as her body felt much warmer.

“I don't know." Beth said, sighing out a long breath.

Darla blinked looking over at her, realizing that Beth had been talking the whole time. Had she been that wrapped up in her own thoughts?

“I'm sorry I kinda zoned out there, what did you say again?" Darla said looking over to the other woman.

“Oh sorry, uh, well you know like, you think maybe having a dick just feels that good?" Beth said plainly after finding some trouble getting the words out.

Darla blinked in rapid succession a few times before looking forward and taking a swig from the bottle finishing it.

“It's a definite maybe I guess." Darla said gulping as the warmth in her body turned up a bit more as new thoughts about cocks entered her mind. Soon enough the thought crossed her own mind, what would a big fat cock feel like nestled between her legs.

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Hubert sat on the porch of the house looking out over the expanse of the neighborhood. It was a planned community, a bunch of homes thrown up on a plot of land and then sold to pay for the construction of the rest. All the houses looked pretty much alike. Most were white, most didn't have fencing separating their property from the rest. All in all it seemed like a fine place to live.

Hue then took a swig from the bottle of wine and sighed. He didn't really know what to think. He knew he had fucked up, but that was about it. He probably should have told Ben to shove it a long while ago but hadn't, he probably should have done a lot of things that he didn't but that mattered little now. It was just so weird. Everything about it was weird, his son was a donkey, his son's wife was a donkey, a male donkey he thought of taking another swig. Worse of all he knew that Jack and Jenny liked to get down often.

When the two had been dating they fucked like rabbits, he often heard the two going at it through the walls or floors. He never said a word. Moreover he knew about his sons' less than straight tendencies. He didn't really care that Jack was bi. But knowing what he knew about the two he couldn't help but wonder if Jack was still the man in the relationship. He winced at the thought, knowing it wasn't the right way to think about such things but continuing to think in such terms non the less.

The thought of taking a cock up the ass was one that Hue didn't exactly like. But he had to wonder, was there something to it? People did like it after all, hell even straight people liked having something up there from time to time just to spice things up right. Hue chuckled at that, happy for having something frivolous to think about instead of his failings. As such he let his mind wander further around the topic. He had seen Jenny's new package through her pants, his sons as well. He had to wonder just how big they got once the mood was right.

Taking another swig from the bottle and leaning back Hue thought about it. He had seen a horse cocks before, a lifetime spent at his own father's side at the race track had seen to that. He wondered if they were anatomically correct for the rest of their bodies. A tapered head, that ring. He shook his head wondering why he was thinking about this. He sighed looking back out at the houses as he scratched his crotch. How ever it was down there for them it must have felt pretty good considering it seemed neither Jack or Jenny looked to be interested in getting their old bodies back.

He chuckled again and smirked thinking aloud, “Having a horse cock must feel pretty good."

He said thinking about his own length now in comparison to his son's and his son's wife who almost certainly outclassed him now. That was sure as fuck something else. He thought, sighing and tugging on the collar of his shirt. He felt hot as hell all of a sudden. Shifting in his seat slightly he realized he felt a bit uncomfortable. Grumbling he took off his over shirt and leaned back, sighing out as he felt the still building heat grow hotter.

Leaning his head back and putting his feet up on a table in front of him Hue felt such things and thoughts forming in his head that he hadn't had in a while. Hue was a bit confused as to why though. He knew his tastes well and he hadn't been thinking about redheaded college coeds. The only thing on his mind right now was dick. Not necessarily his son's dick, or Jenny's, or even his own really. Just the concept of it, the feelings that it could give, that could be given. The thought of a warm mouth, a wet tongue. A wet slit, a warm inviting pussy welcoming a big fat, girthy cock.

Hue looked down to see himself sporting a chub that seemed to be larger than he remembered. He blinked, he wondered, then he couldn't help himself. He undid his pants sliding them down as he did so. He could see his stretched undies and blinked, looking, seeing but not really believing. He lowered his undies and just looked at his cock. It was different, bigger, thicker, meatier, It was flared, it had a ring, it looked for itself and anyone else watching to be a horse cock. Only it was nestled between his legs and not some stallion. Its length was still far too short to be from a horse however. As it was only eight inches.

“ONLY", Hue muttered to himself as he remembered being fine with his own five inches of cock.

He gulped, taking a hand and holding it against his head. His other hand was close to it, so very close to it.. Unable to hold back any longer Hue gave in and grabbed his thick rod, feeling as he was rewarded with feelings and sensations that while familiar felt deeper and more crisp then anything he had ever felt in his life. He sighed out a long breath. His mind filled with lustful thoughts, images of pussy, and tits and mouths. Of lines upon lines of women coming to him, to his cock. To have their pussys, and asses stretched and filled with his seed.

The more he stroked himself the deeper the thoughts went. His mind filled with lustful ideas from other times, of curiosity, of exploration and interest that was never fully explored in his youth. His cock grew in tandem with his deepening and growing lust. Hue's mind spiraled further and eight inches of cock turned to nine, then 10. Thickening in his hand as it went. The other hand came off his face and moved further down feeling his balls which were also growing, churning and growing as seed was produced to fill their increasing size. He snorted at that smiling as he pictured dumping his load into a worthy body. A form that could take his cock in and milk it for all it was worth.

He bit on his lip as a new thought breached his mind, forming as his lust grew ever deeper. Thoughts of not just women, but of men as well. His was a cock that all would worship, who was he to deny it to those who wanted it. Their tongues were wet, their mouths were warm, their flesh was willing and craving of his own. He could feel something in his throat, trapped and trying to get out but not near enough to escape his lips. That was when it came to him, a single thought from years past, take it up the but. In a flash his mind changed direction.

A hand grabbed one of his pecs, toying with his nipple, the other still pumping his cock. He thought about it, about fucking some studly males body. About filled his ass with his seed. The pumping of hips, the gasps and moans. The feel of such things alien to him but immensely pleasurable in thought. Then all at once with force and power he felt his ass stretched even further. Felt warmth, felt something in him build and then.

“Hee-Hawwwwww" the sound escaped his lips and he sank into his seat fell as sexually satisfied as he ever had.

The idea of violating someone's ass like that had never been such a welcome one. The thought of a large equine dick buried deep in someone. The feel of warm seed planted far into there bowels, the excess dripping back out. He looked down to his own equine cock, seed and pre dribbling from the top of it. He smiled, he must have been dreaming, that was the only thing that made sense. He was passed out drunk on the deck having a wonderfully wet dream, he smiled, his lust building as he gazed at his cock.

“Time for round two big guy." he said aloud, smiling to himself as he took his hand and went back to pleasing himself unaware of the brown fur growing around his crotch.

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Back inside Beth and Darla talked more and more. More about, sex, more about cocks, more about what they thought having one might feel like. The conversation drew both women closer and closer. Their retelling of past sexual encounters with their husbands and boyfriends before them grew more detailed, more luried more sensual. The words at first made them blush, but after a few stories they only made them excited. Their bodies fanned the flames of deepening lust as their minds dredged up more and more details about things done years prior.

For Beth it was getting harder and harder to not simply start touching herself. She blushed at the thought as Darla used her hands to illustrate something that she had never heard of before. Then as she finished Darla blinked realizing it was her turn to share. They had been going story for story, each one growing lewder and lewder as time past. With a single blink and blush to her face Darla led off her recounting of a boyfriend from long before she had met Hue.

“Alright, uh, so back in college, my senior year I met this guy. Pretty average looking, literally nothing special about him." Darla started.

“Not a thing." Beth said playfully taking a sip from her third bottle.

“Getting there, so anyway he asks me out. I wasn't seeing anyone so I said yes. Dinner, talking, drinks, the norm. So at the end of the night he asks me if I want to come back to his place. I say yes, you know, I figured it was just gonna be a one night thing you know." Darla continued.

Beth looked on as she paused. She looked down and finished off her second bottle reaching for a third which she took a large gulp from before continuing.

“So anyway, skip the rest and come to the moment he drops trow and fuck me, his cock was huge. Just, the biggest thing I've ever seen. Huge, like mind blowingly big. I look at it and then I look up to him and the whole mood of the night just changes." Darla said, her eyes drifting off as she took a sip from the bottle.

“How so?" Beth asked, feeling herself getting worked up by the story.

“He just had this look like, yeah I know, you want it. And fuck me I wanted it." Darla said leaning back in her seat seemingly remembering just how good the thing had felt inside her before continuing. “I worshiped that cock, I lusted for it, craved it. It was the only thing I thought about when I wasn't working or studying. All I wanted was that big thick thing shoved all up inside me. Anywhere, it didn't matter, vag, ass, my mouth. Fuck me it was just, orgasmic." she finished after pausing to find the right word.

“And you didn't marry him?" Beth said jokingly, smiling and hiding her lust well enough that Darla failed to notice it.

“Nope, we just kinda moved on after school, but fuck me if I don't think about him a lot. The things he did to me, that I did to him." she said leaning back and closing her eyes, smiling as images of lewdness past ran through her mind.

“Fuck I wish I had a cock." Beth said leaning back and reclining on the couch.

“Yeah, me too." Beth said, smiling pausing for a moment before going on. “Just thinking about it, sticking it some place, getting it licked and cleaned and all that." Darla said smiling remembering things she had done for her college lover.

For a time neither of them spoke, feelings built as time passed. They both laid there, eyes closed not moving breathing and feeling their lustful thoughts building on one another. Darla moved her hands further and further down her body. She Thought she was asleep, something about the way things were at the moment felt dream like. She was warm, no, hot. Thoughts swirling in her mind, disjointed images of sex and cock floated in and out. She her hands further and further, closer and closer into her waist band and then over her sex. She smiled feeling as her hand brushed her clit and sent a shiver down her spine.

Thoughts of dick and balls assaulted her now. Images of herself being taken, ravished, used. Her sex stretched, her ass breached, her face fucked. The scent of warm masculine musk soaking the air. Her tongue wrapped around some studs cock, cleaning it, tending to it and the balls behind it. She worshiped it, honored the things it could do to her, reveling in the things she could do to it. Her body grew warmer, her sex dripped as her thoughts grew more and more vivid. The cock was larger, thicker, longer, sexier.

The balls were bigger, the cocks head was different, the skin was wrong. Her hand gripped fur not flesh as she cleaned it. She didn't care. No man could have owned a cock like this anyway. She looked up and saw smoky grey fur, grey hair running down the back of his head a muzzle, a donkey. She licked her lips looking up at him. She looked back down to the black cock flesh she was to tend to. She leaned in smelling it, tasting it, savoring each moment she was enveloped by it.

Outside of her head, Darla's body had begun to shift and change, slightly at first but making themselves more pronounced as her fantasy deepened further. Her fingers were in her sex, rubbing on her clit which caused her to smile as the image of the cock she wanted to worship danced in her mind. She thought that it felt odd, more sensitive, no not more, but different. She pushed the thought aside as she focused back on her fantasy. Under her clothes brown hairs grew up from her skin, forming and condensing into patches and from there coalescing into swaths of brown fur.

She could feel her body heating up both from her lust and from her fur. She didn't know of her new covering yet however and chalked all the heat she felt up to the lust. As the fur spread over her skin other slight changes begin to take root over her body. Her dark hair was beginning to grow lighter, turning a brown color. Making a face she kicked off her shoes feeling relief as under her socks toes began to fuse together into hooves. Her foot lengthened as fur surged down her legs.

Her mind was awash with old wants and desires the likes of which she hadn't felt in forever. They were in turn bolstered by the onrush of new sensations. Then as she could feel her climax growing near something drastic changed. Something in her crotch, something shifted. Darla winced as her growing climax gained in power but seemed to grow more and more distant. She whined feeling as the need to release grew more powerful but her ability to reach it seemed to diminish. She doubled down on her effort and again received diminishing returns. Her image of her stud growing clearer and clearer as her ability to get off grew less and less. Then finally moving her hand she felt something different, something that shouldn't have been there. Blinking and leaning forward, a chilling sobriety broke through the lusty haze she was wrapped in.

She felt as her clit morphed and changed, shifted and grew. Her sex was changing, she could feel it as her fingers were pushed out but something, something growing, bigger and bigger until her sex seemed to fold out of it self and then, was gone. She could bear it no longer and slid her pants off seeing and not believing for a moment. Balls, and cock, cock and balls. She thought looking at her crotch, seeing two golf ball sized orbs occupying the place where her vag had been moments ago. Her eyes then found the cock, there at the top, small and tiny, only an inch of length. She could tell it had been her clit, she had felt as the changes washed over it. Then she noticed the fur, brown and rich in color. Running a hand through as she gazed at it sent a shiver down her spin.

She looked further down her legs, seeing them and bringing a hand to her face as her other hand rubbed her now furry thigh. She tried wiggling her toes to no avail and saw only the hooves and ripped shock where her feet had been. The shock was wearing off however and lust was creeping back in. She looked back to her cock, and paused thinking of the thing as such, her own cock. It was bigger now, probably passing two inches she thought gulping. How big would it get she wondered. She licked her lips images of things she had done to cocks in the past now applied to herself, men loved it when women sucked on them, licked them, cleaned them. She gulped feeling as the new sensations from it reached her mind.

Her hand stroked its tiny length sending alien sensations up to her mind that made her tremble. She huffed out a breath and leaned back feeling the lust relaxing her further as her cock grew more. Each tremble seemed to make it longer, thicker, more sensitive. It seemed to have a feedback loop, the more she touched the more she wanted to touch it, the more she did that, the bigger it got, the bigger it got the more she wanted. After another moment it was big enough to grasp, four inches. Another moment later she could pump it, 6 inches. She gulped feeling her climax coming back to her. Thoughts of her ass breached and filled with seed still there, now supplemented by the thought of her filling someone's ass with her own seed. She bit her lip wondering and using her other hand reached down to her balls, her balls she thought with a smile. They were bigger as well, not by much but they seemed to grow in proportion to her cock. Which itself was passing seven inches. She could feel her balls churning, her own warm gooey seed filling them.

Then all at once it happened. She braced herself wincing and gritting her teeth, her hand gripping her cock as she felt her first load empty out her body. One spurt, then another and another. Spurts of cum shot out and then warmth fell over her. Deep and primal satisfaction settled in her mind as she smiled. She looked down to her legs, fully equine and smiled, she could get used to that she thought, her mind no less clearer now that she had climaxed. If anything she wanted more. Her lust was building again, faster, higher. She licked her lips grinning and wondering where she could find a warm mouth or a tight ass to stick her growing manhood into.

A hand reached over and Darla turned to see a vision . A Muzzle covered in smoky grey fur, a needy wanting look plastered across it, something familiar about it as well.

“Darla?" the voice asked questioningly.

Blinking Darla took a moment to recognize the voice that the donkey had. “Beth?" she asked, looking across as the face from her fantasy was right there, calling to her, seemingly out of need and want.

“I need you." Beth said her voice trembling as Darla looked down the woman's body and saw not another woman, but patches of grey fur, shrinking breasts, and finally a cock, bigger by an order of magnitude then her own. Black cock flesh, equine looking morphology, balls the size of soft balls, length and girth that put her collage amour to shame.

She wanted it. Wanted to worship the thing like no cock had ever been worshiped before. Darla rolled over onto Beth and looked down at the donkey licking her lips as she leaned in and kissed the equine faced woman. Beth leaned right into it, though awkward the two made it work and then breaking from her Darla looked down at the woman and smiled.

“I am gonna give you the ride of your life sexy." She said, smiling as she pushed off Beth and slid down her body to the floor.

Her face was there before the object of her desire and she wasted no time. Leaning in smelling the scents and feeling her own cock throbbing and growing Darla smiled. She wanted it, needed it in her, to lick it, suck it, fuck it. She leaned in, buried her face in Beth's crotch and sniffed filling her nostrils with the scent. Beth tensed and cried out.

“Heeeee-Hawwwww."

To Darla the sound was one of pleasure, its vibrations dripped with want and need. Wants and needs she wanted to satisfy. She could feel the tension in her compatriots body. She smiled taking her tongue and running it up the near two feet of cock Beth had grown. Tasting it, savoring it. Her hand dug into Beth's grey fur which had covered her legs now. She could feel the trembling in Beth's body, the way what she was doing made the other woman feel. Reaching the tip, running her tongue slower as she reached the apex of the massive cock Darla felt Beth go still for a moment before the sound came forth again.

“Heeeee-Hawwwww."

With it came climax. Seed spurted from the thing. Beth's balls churned surging the seed out and up through the cock and into the air. Beth's body trembled, shaking as her first male orgasum seemingly broke the woman's mind in two. After another moment of that Darla looked up at the donkey she had pleased. Seeing the satisfaction on Beth's equine face offered to her a depth of emotions she hadn't had in a long time. Most of all thought, she wanted more of the stud before her, and of the cock this stallion had. She was incomplete however traces of skin were still there, and her breasts seemed out of place on a body that had a cock this magnificent.

“More?" Darla asked the stud before gripping her grey fur.

“More." Beth said not opening her eyes as she trembled feeling Darla's tongue go back to work.

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Ben had started drinking pretty much the moment he had arrived at his daughters house. He hadn't stopped for anything, save for the moment he ran dry on whisky. And so being in the basement next to a crate of wine he sighed and cracked one of the bottles open. He sneered at the bitter tasting liquid and leaned back against the wall. He didn't like the taste, but he didn't dare stop drinking. He knew sooner or later he would have to stop, if anything he shouldn't have been pulling from the bottle of wine in his hand.

“Ass man wine." he said aloud looking down at the bottle and frowning.

He raised an eyebrow and then leaned his head back down holding a hand to it. Well he had most certainly been an ass to a good number of people today. In a word everything was fucked. It was the only way he could rationalize it through his drunken haze. Fucked well and good, it was mostly his fault. He had let the drink get the better of him, let some words slip out and from there let them fly. He couldn't take any of them back, but he could try and make it right later.

He sighed shaking his head as he tuned the bottle up, downing a good amount of its contents. At that moment he felt as low as he ever had and looked forward at the wall not really thinking about much of anything. He took the bottle back up and finished opening another one. Something about this stuff made him feel different. He thought, smacking his lips. He felt warm, it was nice he thought stretching his arms up and yawning. He took another sip and the warmth grew to become a heat.

Feeling it deep inside him and gulping Ben recognized it for what it was. The fact that he could feel the blood rushing south was a dead give away that something of his wanted his full attention. Through the drunken haze he wondered why of all times he was suddenly feeling horny. Sighing out he could feel as his cock stiffened and called to him. Sweat began to form all over him as he tried to keep his feelings in check.

He couldn't just whip it out and jack it, not here at least. He leaned his head back closing his eyes as he felt the heat washing over his body grow stronger, his want to touch himself growing deeper. He looked back down at his tented pants and sighed. He looked up to the doorway and then shook his head, he would at least hear anyone that was coming, wouldn't he. He thought gulping as he felt his cock twitched at just the thought of finally being touched.

“Fuck it." He mumbled under his breath.

He undid his pants sliding them down and worked his cock through the slot in his underwear. He bit his lip as he wrapped his hand around it, sighing out as he felt just the slightest bit of relief. His mind flooding his body with positive feedback for giving into his lust. His gentle stokes turned to long and slow pumps up his length. He reached over taking another swig of the wine before he leaned back and let his mind conjure up a fantasy for him.

The thoughts came to him in bits and pieces. There was his cock of course, there was something for it to be stuck into, something warm and welcoming to it. Tight, he thought about his meaty rod stretching it. Could feel the body under him tremble as he went in and out of it. It felt good, real almost. Eyes closed and mind lost to the developing fantasy he failed to notice the changes about his body.

His cock grew longer, the skin on it changing to a dark black color. It's length continued to grow as its morphology shifted away from human and towards something equine. Its head grew flat and tapered as a thick ring grew around its midsection. Down below that his balls began to swell larger, seed churning in them as a human load was changed into one more suited to an equine stud. From there the hair around his crotch grew thinner, changing color from black and lightening into a grey. The hair grew thicker still until it was well and truly fur and from there it spread around his hips covering them in a thick grey coat of coarse fur.

In his head Ben's mind conjured up more and more details for the man to pleasure himself to. His hand gripped the supple flesh of another warm body. His cock stretched the warm passage of some nebulous attractive body. The image in his head only grew clearer and clearer from there. His hands rested on thighs, his cock was buried in a tight ass, anal wasn't a deal breaker for Ben, especially if they where cute. His hand ran up his chest, he felt his own fur there but it didn't register as reality, instead he felt it reflected in his mind.

It was odd he thought, the feeling of the fur on the person. But it wasn't a deal breaker he thought his mind shifting things as the image again gained more clarity. Grey fur ran over their body, covering them. He could hear slit cries now, ever present moans of pleasure slipping out as he ran his length into them and pulled himself back out. He had seen the anthros on the news, seen a few ones that still looked hot. He didn't know what this one was but he didn't care, their ass was tight, and they were sexy, he knew they were, they had to be.

Back in reality the changes to Ben's body seemed to double in speed and intensity. His cock was surging past the one foot mark as his balls swelled to the size of baseballs. Fur covered his legs and chest. A tail had snaked its way out from the back of his spine but he still failed to take not of any of it. The image in his mind was too nice to break from. The fantasy only seemed to grow more and more appealing to him as his body changed. As the fur surged up his chest and down his arms as more and more of himself looked less and less human.

His body seemed to shift, heft moved around and his chest seemed to grow outward. The fur on his belly grew lighter and he winced feeling something other than pleasure as his neck lengthened a bit. It didn't snap him out of his fantasy however. Further down his body fur surged over his lengthening feet meeting with his thickening nails just as they fused to form his hooves. The muscles there grew as well thickening and gaining in strength as more of his body bulked up. His cock was hard as rock now and at least two feet, his hand pumped it wildly, his mind's fantasy still growing more and more vivid.

That all changed as the fur surged over his hands however. His hands began to grow numb and stuffed until he was softly rubbing his palm up and down his hard cock. He winced, growing frustrated as his need deepened further and his ability to meet it waned. The grey furred anthro under him wanted more from him, more than he could seemingly give at the moment. Finally he looked down opening his eyes and saw the changes, felt the changes, and saw hooves where his hands should have been.

“Hawwwwww" he said rolling over onto his side.

He tried to get back up but found himself on all fours. He was panicking, feeling as his body changed more and more. Weight shifting and parts of him thickening. His cock still called out to i'm however, and there was nothing he could do about it. Lust built as fur surged up his still lengthening neck. He need to fuck something, anything. He gritted his teeth feeling the pressure in his head as fur grew over it and his face lengthened into a muzzle. Need deepening, and eyes closed again his mind gave him his fantasy back, changed to suit his new form.

Thoughts of mounting filled his mind. Of taking something, anything and breeding it into the ground. He panted, his cock twitching as climax was further denied to the now fully feral donkey. The creature, still very much Ben lowered its head panting feeling the need to fuck but seeing nothing to fuck. The baser thoughts and wants and needs were all that were on his mind now.

The thoughts in his head turned away from any one specific person, to just a hole. The donkey needed a warm whole to stick his fuck stick into and that was all he wanted. Sniffing the air he smelled sex, smelled other donkeys. He licked his lips knowing that it had to find them, and fuck them. Then reaching the stairs Ben looked down at his hooves and paused. He panted feeling the need to fuck growing ever stronger as he carefully started to climb the steps towards his goal.

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Back on the porch Hue was deeply lost in lustful loop of his own making. Thoughts of his furry donkey body being fucked, and fucking filled his head. Woman had slowly left his mind, all that were there now were the furry bodies of donkey studs. Erect cock ready and waiting for a chance to take his tight whole and stretch it for all it was worth.

His body was more fur then skin now. Rich dark brown fur reached out over most of him. Hooves had replaced his feet and his fingers were now capped with thick dark caps that covered their tips. Hue loved it, he felt like each action he undertook might and often did result in a surge of pleasure unlike any he had felt before. One of his hands played with his nipples while the other pumped his massive cock. He looked at it thinking about having another manly equine wrap their warm mouth around it. It was at least two feet long, covered in dark cock flesh that was soft and sensitive.

His body was covered in his own seed as climax after climax had done little to satiated him and if anything had only made him want more from his changing body. He could feel under the fur as his body toned up. Not growing into a hunk but gaining some muscle mass. He could feel the heat from his lust building more and more, pushing him further and further as yet another climax surged forth. Seed spurting from his cock as his balls churned forming more and more of the white goo. His hand didn't stop, pumping through the orgasum, through the afterglow and right into the build up to the next climax.

His changes spread further, consuming the last of the skin on his chest covering it in the rich brown color that the rest of his body had developed. He could feel other changes to himself. Something about his ass felt different, it felt more sensitive, felt like it needed something there, stretching it, filling it. He was feeling something like a compulsion to touch it, feel it. With a rising tension in his mind he moved his hand off his nips and towards his ass. His hand still pumping and his mind still full of images of horny donkey men as he reached under himself and began to explore.

The first finger just grazed it, a puckered asshole that was so very alien to the man. It didn't feel good touching it, or bad, just different. The sensations were new to him, but the longer his finger circled the puckered rim of his anus the more he wanted to know and feel. Gulping as he laid back feeling an emptiness open up in his gut as he prepared to breach himself he bit down on his lip.

The first finger stretched him and he twitched, his whole body did. It sent a shiver down his spine that made him crave the feeling again. So he went for another finger, and another. Three fingers found their way into himself. They barely stretched his tight ass apart but being that his ass was virgin it felt like the biggest cock ever was there. He could imagine what the real thing might have felt like. The girth, the warmth, the sensations of being filled to the brim with the cock meat of an equine stud.

He pushed his finger in deeper, stretching himself out more. The sensations from it hitting his mind began to register as pleasure. It was all at once a feeling of immense satisfaction and a call for more. A need for something more than his hand, a need for a real cock to be shoved far and deep into his ass. To stretch him, fill him, satisfy him.

“Heeee-Hawwww" he shouted as he climaxed yet again, more seed spurting out of his cock as fur surged up his neck.

Fingers in his ass and a hand pumping his cock Hie smiled as he felt his face pushing out into a muzzle. The line between dream and reality was vague now. Things felt too real to be a dream, yet to bizarre to be reality. He didn't care though, all that mattered were the feelings, and the lust that filled his mind was a good feeling. It left him wanting for more than he could offer himself.

As fur surged up his lengthening face covering it in more brown fur Hue detected something. It was a scent, something familiar, yet different. Still pumping his cock he tensed and felt as the last of his humanity became covered in the brown fur Hue lowered his head and closed his eyes a smile forming on his equine face. He felt so many things at that moment. He removed his hand from his ass and felt his fur. Rubbing himself. He opened his eyes and looked down at himself, smiling and feeling as sexy as he ever had. He was a stud, and that was all he cared about in that moment.

His sexy body however was only good for the pleasuring of other sexy bodies. He needed the company of others. Licking his lips and tilting his head up he sniffed the air and his smile grew wider. More sexy bodies were near, musk drifted in from the house. He licked his lips again. Standing and looking down at his form. He wanted them, needed them, he could smell them and he craved the source of the musk. He didn't think about it's source, didn't care to think about who the source might have been, all that mattered was finding it, fucking it, and being fucked by it; He thought, licking his lips as he moved with a singular sexual purpose in mind.

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The changes to Beth and Darla had progressed at a steady pace as the two women continued to pleasure each other. Beth's cock seemed to be the only part of her lower body that had shifted and the changes spread down from her head, smokey grey fur ran down her head, covered her shoulders, and arms and hands and most of her chest. Darla's body was the inverse. Her legs and hips and waist were all covered in thick brown fur. Her new tail danced as she licked and lapped at Beth's cock, teasing out twitches and shivers from the changing woman's body. The scent that came off of Beth's cock drove Darla to lick and suck and pleasure the cock before her all the more.

Darla's hands were on Beth's thighs. She gripped the skin there looking up every few moments to see the progress of the woman's changes. More fur every time, less breasts, more pecs, less female, more male. The two were already more than halfway to being true blue studs. Cock and balls, a lack of titty, and other miscellaneous things that made the male body male. Both of them craved it. It was amazing to feel such things as they were, now. Their cocks hungered for one another. To feel each other in the most intimate ways they could be used. To be licked and sucked, to be shoved into each other's holes and to dump their seed into each other. More and more Ideas of how they could be used danced around their heads.

Licked and sucked were front and center. Fucking there tight wholes was another, maybe face fucking their length made that possible and Beth's muzzle made the idea very attractive. The image of Darla's crotch humping Beth's equine face played before both of them and they both liked the idea, and the inverse. There was no power dynamics between the two, they wanted each other badly, needed each other badly. They wanted to know and feel such things as their new forms might offer them and both were willing to explore every wet and warm orifice they had and that could accommodate one of their cocks.

As Darla's eye fell back down to Beth's cock she saw the fur spreading faster now. It moved live flowing water, routing and thickening as it spread down her belly and over her hips. She stood leaving Beth's cock unattended and inviting a needy look from the other donkey. Darla's eye tracked the spreading fur as if rounded and engulfed the other donkey's crotch and then as it rounded around her back side. Thoughts of things that could be done there filled her mind. Darla's mouth hung open drooling dripping from it as lustful thoughts crept in and gained a new foothold.

“Turn over." Darla said, licking her lips as she looked up to meet Beth's face.

“Uh, why?" Beth asked confused and then blinking as she felt the fur run over her ass checks and felt something about her rear changing.

“Cause I wanna fuck that tight ass of yours." Darla said, licking her lips as she looked down at Beth's body.

“Oh, uh, oh." Beth said flipping around exposing her rear to Darla who licked her lips again.

She saw something truly weird, yet so very hot. Beth ass was changing, as the fur surged over the checks her anus grew thicker and pushed outward. Above it a tail was forming, pushing out from the base of her spine and growing more of her grey fur growing along with it. Interested Darla looked over her shoulder to see her own tail again and smiled. Taking a moment to see it swish back and forth snapping it like a whip and smiling a bit wider as she turned her attention back towards the puckered ass before her.

Darla's cock trembled, wanting to be inside the other woman's ass badly. She studied it for a moment, looking as the changes settled over the plump rear, fur thickening, the ass tightening, the cheeks growing plump and firm. Then seeing that Beth's tail was a suitable length Darla grabbed it with force pulling the donkey back. A loud bray lept from Beth's mouth and then the other donkey tensed as Darla shoved her length into Beth's rear.

Both the women's changes surged forth now. Grey fur raced down Beth's legs while Darla's neck lengthened and prepared to be overrun with her brown coloring. Her cock found itself buried in Beth's ass, it stayed there for only a moment before Darla pulled back. It was her first time using her own tool for such a task, but it came naturally enough. In and out, in and out. She moved slowly at first getting a feel for Darla's ass. One of her hands still grasped her tail, the other was on Beth's hip.

As Darla continued she picked up speed and force running her hips into Beth's, feeling as she hilted the other donkey again and again each time getting faster as her body gained more and more confidence in its actions. She smiled now, a lustful grin plastered on her face that gave away the feelings she had right now. Beth's face was awash with pleasure as she felt the thick and meaty cock of her counterpart stretch her over and over. Her own cock was still rock hard and twitching. She could feel as Darla's cock was shoved into her, as it brushed past things in her, rubbing on them, and sending mind numbing waves of pleasure. It was all so much, too much.

In that moment Beth came, climaxing with a load he-haw as Darla kept pounding. Cum was thrown from Beth's cock as her trembling body received more and more. Beth wanted more as well, the orgasum came and went and felt worthless compared to all the build up. She could feel more coming from her however, something deep in her body welling up and getting ready to flood her mind. Darla gripped Beth's tail again and the grey donkey threw her head back crying out in pleasure.

Darla got more and more aggressive, pounding Beth's ass harder and harder. AS the pounding continued Beth could feel as the fur surged over her feet and as her toes fused. It wasn't pressing on her however. The feelings came and went noticed for only a moment before they were drowned out by the onset of yet another orgasum. The grey donkey was then complete, no trace of femininity left on her body, her cock was hard and spurting seed forth from her balls. Her breasts had melted into her chest leaving her with toned pecs that while not muscular were still more masculine then anything an average woman would have had.

Darla for her part could feel as the fur crept up her neck ushering in the final round of changes to her body. Her brown fur had overtaken the rest of her body. Her arms, hands, everything save her face was now that of a donkey stud. She could feel her climax coming building towards itself. Under her Beth let out another donkeyfied cry of pleasure as she came again. The sound of the other stud only served to make Darla crave the feeling of climax more.

The rhythmic motions of their hips crashing into one another, the spreading fur, the litany of other sensations assaulting there minds. Then feeling as her face began to push out, as fur surged over the last of her skin and meshed with her hair Darla felt the wave of bliss that was climax hit her and wash over her. Her whole body tensed as her muzzle pushed out and from deep within her a loud He-Hawwwww escaping as she hilted Beth with her cock. Beth for her part acted much the same braying loudly as an equally loud He-Hawwwww flew from her mouth.

Beth donkeys now fully changed let the sensations mingle for a moment. Still buried deep into the other donkeys ass Darla licked her lips feeling the warmth of the afterglow settle over her. The heat from her body was still there. She could feel her seed filling Beth's ass and loved the feeling of it, as it left her, filled the other studs' ass and then poured back out. She looked down to it seeing the stud's ass filled to the brim with her cock and seed was a sight that served to make her crave the sensations anew from start to the finish.

With that thought Darla pulled out of Beth, a wet plop announced her cocks removal and sent a chill up Beth's spine as she felt her rear contract. The grey donkey rolled over and took in a few deep breaths before looking up to the brown stud in front of her smiling.

“Oh fuck me that was so good, I feel like i'm in college again."She said leaning her head back and resting.

Darla smiled, getting back down on her knees and coming up to Beth's cock. She licked it again causing the grey donkey to look down at her lover with a wry smile.

“More?" Beth asked playful.

“A lot more." Darla responded climbing on top of the stud and smiling down at her as both their cock grew stiff again.

The moment was then interrupted by two things, the opening of the basement door, and the opening of the door to the deck. Both donkeys felt the sudden onset of reality as they realized their husbands were coming back. Panic was then rapidly replaced by confusion as instead of Hue and Ben a fully feral donkey and a very drunk looking donkey stud came in. Darla stood up and looked at the brown anthro donkey blinking for a moment before the now equine face registered in her head.

“Hue?" she asked, looking down at her husband's naked form and liking what she saw.

“Honey, I need to fuck, need to get fucked." Hue said, seemingly skipping the issue that his wife was now a donkey stud and instead walked up to her and gripped his wife hard as he looked at her with a needy look.

“Then lets." Darla said smiling as she looked back at Beth.

She offered the grey donkey a hand and got her up.

Darla then looked over to the fully feral donkey that lumbered over to them. It too had an erection, probably the biggest out of the four of them. She looked over at Hue and saw the man was already going to the ground getting right under the feral donkey. Licking its cock and then getting in position to get fucked. She blinked and then saw Beth make for the things ass hoisting her cock and thrusting, gripping its fur.

Darla blinked watching as the three of them lost themselves to the moment. She wondered where this guy had come from and after a moment figured that it was probably Ben. Holding a hand to her chin and smiling Darla shrugged and walked behind Beth who was to consumed by fucking Ben to notice Darla. Getting right up to her Darla slid her cock into Beth's ass. Beth jumped and then sighed out as she felt her rear filled again.

“Miss me lover?" Darla asked as she gripped Beth's thighs tightly.

“Mhh, yeah." She said as she felt the other donkey start to fuck her.

The four of them fucked and fucked, changing positions, experimenting with their bodies and cocks well into the night until all of them collapsed into a pile of quivering bodies drained and stinking of sex.

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“Your phone dead too?" Jack asked Jenny as he looked down at him.

“Yup, think we missed something important" She asked her husband.

“Well they didn't burn the house down so that's a start, right?" Jack said, smiling at his wife as she smiled back.

She took in a deep breath sighed, “Fuck it, like a band aid." she said to herself walking up to the front door and opening it as Jack followed close behind.

The first thing that hit both of them was the smell, it was pure sex. Musk and other things that could only be just that. Walking through the house they could see evidence of it everywhere, fluids stained the living room and the floors and then seeing a few of the bottles of ass-man wine on the floor both looked up at each other knowing what had happened.

“MOM? DAD?" Both of them called out to each of their set of parents as panic set in.

Then seeing a trail of fluids and fur leading from the living room to the bed room the two followed it. Upon entering their bed room the two were assaulted by the sight of their parents in their bed, in a number of compromising positions. Blinking and unbelieving for a moment, the shock hit Jenny hard as she fell backward and fainted. From there the door to the adjoining bathroom opened and out stepped a donkey, brown fur all wet now from the shower with a cock that was in excess of two feet. Jack blinked and then the donkey looked over at him blinking back.

“Oh, uh, morning honey." Darla said to her son whose eye twitched slightly before he felt backward hitting the floor next to his wife as his mother ran over to him, her flaccid two foot cock flailing between her legs.