Harmonic Transitions

“He’s such a crybaby...” Christian muttered to himself, tossing up Adrian’s solvent. The young man had squirreled himself away in his room, hiding from his roommate’s wrath. His room was a mess, with discarded clothes belonging to both sexes, littering the floor. He never really bothered to clean up, and none of the girls he brought back seemed to care all that much. “I wonder what was eating him so bad? He never got that angry at my other pranks. Not even when I pulled the fire alarm on his important date and set the sprinklers off on them.”

Chris frowned, tossing the solvent to the side. Andy would calm down after a few hours and by tomorrow they’d be best pals again, like always. “I wonder who that was with Andy?” He wondered aloud, reaching under his bed and finding a half drank soda. “She sounded pretty hot,” he mused as he took a drink of it, frowning when he found out it was flat.

“Welp... better get something to eat...” He downed the rest of the soda, tossing the empty can to the side. He made his way to the door, only for his foot to slip on something metallic, sending him flat on his face. “Uggh, maybe Andy had a point when he said that my messy room would hurt me at some point,” he groaned looking down at what had caused him to trip. It was a necklace just like the one he superglued to his roommate. The only difference was that this one had a pink gem in the shape of a butterfly. He picked it up, frowning at it as he brought it up to his face.

“How the fuck did this get here?” he asked, turning it around it in his hands. One of his girls must have dropped it but.. He didn’t remember any of them wearing it... He ran his fingers over the gem, almost entranced by it. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind. “The hell am I thinking? This thing’s for chicks. And last time I checked, I wasn’t a chick… Well, unless if you count you are what you eat,” he joked with a quick laugh, still holding the necklace as he exited his room.

He entered the kitchen, tossing the necklace onto the table. He busied himself with his lunch, a simple microwaved cheeseburger. He started to think a bit wondering how two nearly identical necklaces came into his possession. “Eh, must be some sorta new trend.” He shrugged, continuing to eat. He kept glancing at necklace, almost like it was pulling at him.

“Why not?” he asked, moving back over to him. It wouldn’t hurt if he tried it on would it? There wasn’t exactly anyone around to call him out for it. He gingerly lifted it up, slipping it around his neck. He glanced at his reflection in the microwave door, giving himself a smirk. “Heh, not too bad. Wonder what kinda stone this is anyway...” he mumbled, moving up to touch the gem. All of a sudden, pink electricity surged through the gem, hitting the kitchen appliances. “Oh fuck!” He cried, trying to take the necklace off with no results.

“Get off me!” he shouted, tugging at it with all his might. He tried in vain for several minutes before giving up, panting from the effort. He gulped, watching as the lightning picked up. He cried out, one of the bolts hitting the base of his neck and causing him to fall out of his chair.

“The fuck man..?” he asked with a groan. He pushed himself to his elbows, blinking as pink hair fell into his face. “Th-the hell is going on?” he squeaked, reaching up with a shaky hand and touching the pink locks. It was soft, in fact, it was the softest hair he had ever touched. “I-I gotta get a camera!” he rushed into his room, quickly finding his camera, turning it on.

“Look, my name is Christian Spade and I found this weird ass necklace and-and it turned my hair pink!” he shouted, making sure to show both. He was starting to panic, his mind racing as the electricity continued to swirl around him. All of a sudden, he felt unbelievably itchy. He ripped his shirt off so he could scratch madly at his torso.

“Oh, oh god...” he whimpered, yellow fur sprouting wherever he scratched. “P-please just let this be a nightmare,” he whined, trying to cease his scratching but felt compelled to continue. He gazed into his mirror, watching as his ears moved up the sides of his head, becoming triangular. He took a shaky hand from his scratching and poked at one of the ear as if to confirm its presence. His pupils contracted as it flicked a bit at the contact.

“I’m turning into a furry!!” he shouted, a surge of utter panic coursing through him. His chest started feeling funny. He moved his hands up to start scratching at the spots, thinking that it was just more itching. His eyes widened though when he noticed a bit more puffiness in his chest. “O-oh God… please don’t be what I think you are,” he whimpered, staring at his chest in horror. He grabbed his chest, trying to push the the growing flesh back into his chest. He only succeeded in squishing the burgeoning flesh, eliciting a low moan from the back of his throat. His whole body froze, his mind needing to take in what he just did.

“I-I totally did not do that!” he moved his hands away, fighting the urge to act on them. He glared at his growing breasts, trembling from the itching and his growing urge to try squeezing his chest again. He bit his lip, watching his breasts grow to a rather nice size. “What now?” he groaned, a shudder going through his body, his frame shrinking down. He frowned, his pants sliding off his shrunken frame. “Oh come on!” He cried, stepping out of the pants. “I’m already turning into a furry with tits, do I have to be short too?!” He looked down, noticing his legs now covered in yellow fur too. His feet went numb and before his eyes, they transformed into hooves. The sudden shift caused him to fall over, landing right on his face. “Uggh, that’s just great, I’m turning into something that doesn’t even have real feet. This is officially the worst day of my life.”

A sudden coughing fit overwhelmed him, his throat tingling. “Now wha-?!” he gasped, speaking with a voice that was not his own. It was definitely feminine, being soft and soothing to the ear. “N-no, this can’t be happening,” he whimpered, curling up in a ball while the coughing got worse. “Th-this is just a very bad dream. I’ll wake up soon… probably just food poisoning. Y-yes… that has to be it.” He blushed, seeing his raging hard on, the only thing that had kept his boxers from falling off. “Th-there’s no way I-I’m liking this,” He muttered, compelled to reach down and grab his length. He gasped, his soft fur feeling amazing against his skin. He let out a low moan as he continued to stroke himself slowly, getting into a sitting position and leaning against the wall that faced his mirror.

He blushed, looking at his reflection. His eyes moved down to his erection, and despite himself, licked his lips. He started stroking faster, an eager glint in his eyes as he let out another moan. He reached down, grabbing one of his breasts on a whim and shuddering at the feeling of it. He couldn’t take his eyes off his member, feeling his mouth water. Part of him always wanted to... He shook his head. What the fuck was wrong with him!? He blushed, pushing the thoughts out of his head while he continued to pump his hand and grope his chest. “Wh-why does this feel so good?!” He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut. He cracked one of his eyes open, his gaze lingering on his throbbing dick. “Wh-why can’t I stop looking at you?” He panted, watching a bit of pre gather at his tip. He blushed, the sight making his mouth water. He took his hand off his breast, running his pointer finger along his tip and gathering the pre onto it. He held the finger in front of his face, biting his lip and debating his next action while his face was as red as a tomato.

He trembled, opening his mouth, licking the pre off his finger. His eyes screwed shut, letting out a low moan as he continued to lick his finger in an attempt to get more. “I-I am so fucked up,” he whimpered, stroking himself faster. He shook his head, trying to fight all the new impulses that flooded his thoughts. He looked back at his reflection, his eyes widening when he saw that his face had pushed out into a muzzle. “Oh god… I’m a horse shemale thing,” he groaned. Despite that, he continued to stroke feeling his excitement rise.

He gazed at his dick again before leaning, down opening his mouth. He couldn’t actually... could he? He continued to lean down, closing his eyes with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Somehow, his tongue brushed against the tip of his erection, sending jolts of pleasure running through his entire body. He kept going, wrapping his lips around the tip. He gulped, giving it a suck.

‘Oh dear god… this is fucking awesome.’ he thought, swirling his tongue around his tip as his whole body shuddered in pleasure. He kept going, getting as much as he could into his mouth. He started bobbing his head, all of his doubts melting away as he hummed in contentment from the pleasure he was feeling. He took his hand off of his raging member, using both of his hands to squeeze his new chest and pinching his nipples hard. The pleasure overwhelmed him, turning him into a moaning mess. It didn’t take him long to climax, firing a load into his mouth. He didn’t even think before he swallowed it down.

“Ha… ha, best orgasm ever,” he panted, sliding down the wall with a dopey smile on his face. He stared into his reflection, his eyes widening as he saw that his erection was being sucked into his body. “No!” he cried, grabbing at his crotch and trying to stop it from disappearing. “Come on! I would have been cool with being a shemale!!” He let out a whimper as the last of his dick disappeared, his groin slowly but surely reshaping into a vagina, the pink lips nearly matching the color of his hair.

He sighed, his shoulders slumping. He jolted upright, a realization dawning on him as the haze of lust left his mind. “I just turned into a furry girl and...” he gulped. “I just sucked my own dick... and liked it...” He shook his head, trying not to think about that. “Okay, I need to calm down… that doesn’t mean anything,” he tried to assure himself. “It was the necklace… Yeah, the transformation thing was screwing with my head.” Christian got up on shaky hooves, looking around the room and another realization dawning on him. “Oh shit, the camera!” she cried, rushing over to the camera and turning it off.

“No one can ever see this!” she looked around, almost paranoid. “Okay...” she closed her eyes, taking in a breath. “Just calm down... I can’t just get rid of it... I need it to prove who I am...” She took another deep breath, some of the tension melting away. “I’ll just need to edit the footage a bit. That shouldn’t be a problem, Andy’s got editing software on his laptop… Oh god, what am I going to say to Andy!?” She whimpered, sitting on her bed.

“I gotta call him! He freaked out when I put that necklace on him, he has to know what’s going on!” she scrambled to her phone, quickly giving Andy a call.

“Christian, if the first words out of your mouth aren’t I’m sorry, I’m hanging up,” a tired voice that didn’t sound like Andy’s said from the other end.

“Andy please! You gotta help me!” she blurted out, her voice a whimper.

“...Chris… is that really you? You sound kinda different,” Andy commented, sounding slightly concerned.

“Yes! I swear it’s me!” she whimpered again, curling up on her bed.

“Okay, okay, I believe you,” Andy assured her. “What’s up? You sound pretty freaked out.”

“I-I turned into some kind of freak!” she whined, hugging her legs.

“...And what do you mean by that?” Andy asked, seeming to have his interest piqued.

“I found a necklace and now I’m a horse girl!” Andy paused for a moment, silence reigning before he burst out into laughter. “It’s not funny y-you dick!”

“Oh, it’s more than funny, it’s hilarious!” he said, still laughing. “Consider it just deserts for doing it to me.”

“W-what are you talking about?”

“You know what, I’ll just show you,” he said. “Give me like twenty minutes or so and I’ll be back at the apartment.”

“O-okay... please hurry...” she begged, before hanging up. She blinked, feeling a twitch on her back. “Huh?” she asked looking over her shoulder, gasping as she spotted a pair of wings. “I-I’m a pegasus!?” As if to confirm her statement, the wings twitched again, her feathers rustling again. “O-okay… that’s kinda cool...I wonder if I’d be able to fly?” She got to her hooves, stepping in front of the mirror again. “So... this is me now...?” she asked, taking in her new form. She blushed, her eyes looking roaming her body up and down. “W-well, at least I’m pretty… for a horse girl anyway.” She smiled a little, the tail she hadn’t noticed swishing a little. “I-I wonder what I should do as far as dating goes?” she thought to herself looking between her legs. “D-do I keep going out with girls or should I…” she bit her lip, blushing as thoughts of what she did earlier replayed in her mind. “Maybe I’m bi..?” she asked, a hopeful tone to her voice. “Heh… I guess that wouldn’t be so bad. M-maybe I should try being with a dude next,” she gulped, a blush on her cheeks and her wings stiffening slightly.

“I-I’ll think about that later...” she shook her head, rummaging around her room for any clothes that would fit her tiny frame. She looked down, sighing as she picked up some of the clothes that girls had left behind. She managed to scrounge together an outfit that didn’t clash and posed for the mirror. “I guess that’s not so bad.” Her ears perked up, hearing a knock coming from the apartment door. She bounded over, cracking open the door to peek an eye through. “Wh-who’s there?” she asked, not wanting anyone else in the building to see her like this.

“Let us in, Chris, before someone sees us,” a woman’s voice instructed him. She did as she was told, opening the door and stepping away from it so no one could see her.

“Come in,” she beckoned, her eyes facing the floor. Two hoodie clad women walked in, the second one closing the door.

“Damn, Chris, you got short,” the woman who spoke before commented, pulling her hood down, revealing her white fur and horn.

“Whoa… A-Andy… is that you?” She asked, her eyes widening at the sight of the unicorn.

“In the flesh.” she nodded, moving over to her. “And I’m much taller than you~” she grinned, patting her head.

“S-stop that!” Chris whined, a deep pout on her face. “I-I’m sorry, okay?!”

“Good.” Andy smirked, pinching her cheek. “If it helps, Scott over that shrank too. She’s not even 5’4.”

“Technically I got taller,” Scott offered, taking off her own hood and showing her blue fur. “Being just a torso in a chair makes you pretty short.”

“Anyway~” Andy cleared her throat. “You found a necklace as well?”

“Y-yes… I tripped on it in my room. I-I sort of felt compelled to put it on and the next thing I know, I’m a pegasus girl,” she explained.

“Same thing happened to me.” Scott nodded. “Though I got my legs back so... worth it.”

“Yeah, I know, that’s only the fiftieth time you’ve mentioned that,” Andy teased, flicking her on the tip of her muzzle.

“Hey! It’s the best thing that's ever happened to me!” Scott protested.

“I’m guessing what we did was the second best thing?” Andy asked with a wink and chuckle.

“Damn right...” Scott smirked, pulling Andy’s head down, kissing her. Andy returned the kiss, her mind not even noting that Chris was still in the room.

“H-holy crap.... You guys had sex?!” Chris blurted out, a deep blush on her cheeks.

“Yup~” Scott pulled away, grinning. “It was amazing!” she boasted, puffing her chest out.

“Yeah, it was the best way to send Adrian Junior off before I finished my change into a unicorn woman.” Andy said, a smile on her face. “That thing you did to the horn… we’re doing more things like that.”

“I-I’m right here you know!” Chris reminded, blushing a deep red.

“Yeah, and I’ve had to hear you going at it with random girls countless times,” Andy pointed out with a frown. “So excuse me if you have to hear a little sex talk from me for once.”

“S-sorry...” Chris muttered, quickly looking away.

“Man, the change has left you really different,” Andy commented, rubbing the back of her head. “Then again, this is a pretty shocking thing to happen so it’d probably be weird if you weren’t acting weird right now.”

“You know... I think we got a pattern going on here...” Scott spoke up, rubbing her chin.

“Uh oh everybody, Phoenix Wright is about to make a breakthrough on the case of the pony people,” Andy said with a roll of her eyes.

“I’m serious!” Scott pouted. “Anyway, I found the first one ya?” she asked, pointing to her neck, “Then I ran into Andy and he got his.”

“So you think this is like some kind of domino effect?” Andy asked, rubbing her chin in thought.

“Yeah, so, if I’m right, the next person Chrissy over there runs into, will get a necklace!”

“Wait, didn’t you tell me that you talked to a lady in a clothing store before running into me?” Andy asked. “If that’s the case, then why didn’t she get a necklace?”

“Maybe it’s dudes only?” Scott suggested.

“Or maybe you have to be close to the person you run into?” Andy suggested. “Think about it, you were my best friend and despite being a total dick at times, Chrissy is a friend of mine too.”

“We’re gonna have to test this...” Scott mumbled, rubbing her chin.

“What are you thinking, taking Chrissy and pushing her in front of some random dude to see if he gets a necklace?” Andy chimed in.

“Nah man, we get a volunteer!” Scott grinned, punching her hand, “How about that wimpy guy you hang out with?”

“You mean Gabe?” Andy asked, hoping for some clarification.

“Yeah that guy!!” Scott nodded.

“G-guys, I-I don’t know if I’m comfortable with this,” Chrissy chimed in.

“Come on Chrissy, we’re doing this for science,” Andy insisted. “You don’t even have to show your face to the guy.”

“Yeah but... wouldn’t we be changing him without his permission?” Chrissy protested.

“Well, you’re gonna have to interact with someone at some point,” Scott pointed out. “It’s not like you can just stay in your room forever.”

“Oh but I probably could...” she tried to counter.

“And how are you going to go the rest of your life by only talking with us?” Andy asked. “Even if you call in take out, you’ll still run the risk of talking to the delivery guy. “Or the landlord when he comes looking for your part of the rent.”

“If it makes him feel better, we can shoot him a text and talk to him about it,” Scott offered, looking between them.

“W-well if he agrees to possibly changing into a horse person… I guess that’s okay,” Chrissy relented, looking down at her hooves.

“Okay good!” Scott clapped. “I’ll get us something to eat, Andy you get the guy over here.”

“You cool with me taking a picture of you to prove we’re being serious?” Andy asked, tapping away at his phone.

“Um... yes...” Chrissy nodded, rubbing her arm.

“You’re kidding right?” Gabe asked, speaking to the woman claiming to be Adrian. Gabe was a rather unimpressive looking guy all things considered. He was a little over 5’ tall and his limbs were bone thin. He had a close cropped hair cut. The hair itself was an auburn color and his eyes were a deep almost chocolate brown.

“Gabe, you know me,” the woman sighed. “When have I ever joked about something like this? Look, just ask me a question that only I’d know. Maybe that’ll convince you,” she offered.

“What’s that thing we agreed to never talk about?” Gabe asked, crossing an arm over his chest.

“Atlantic City,” the woman on the other end stated in a dark tone.

“Jesus! That is you Andy!” Gabe blurted out, his eyes going wide.

“I told you,” Andy huffed. “Now get your scrawny ass over here or I’m telling my girlfriend here all about that trip,” she warned.

“Alright alright! Just calm down!” he got up, throwing his shoes on. “I’ll be right over okay?”

“That's a good boy~” she teased, hanging up. He grumbled, jumping into his car, driving over. It didn’t take him long, giving the apartment door a hard knock. A woman wearing a hoodie opened the door, looking him over.

“Hey, you must be Gabe!” she said, leading him inside. “Andy’s told me about you.”

“I bet he did...” Gabe grumbled, looking around. “So, where is he?”

“I think you mean she now,” the same voice as on the phone chimed in, another hoodie clad woman stepping into view.

“Andy when did you get a sex change?” Gabe asked, scratching his cheek, looking up at her.

“A few hours ago,” she answered, gesturing for him to take a seat on the couch. He did so, gesturing for her to keep going. “And I didn't get the sex change by choice either,” she added. “Plus, it's not just my sex that's different now.”

“Okay...?” Gabe asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Gabe, my girlfriend and I are about to show you something, and it might be a little shocking. So… I want you to promise me you won’t freak out when I do,” she told him with a serious tone.

“Yeah, yeah, let's just get it over with...” he muttered, sighing a little. Andy and Scott shared a look before pulling down their hoods, showing Gabe their pony features. He stared at them frowning. “You know what, fuck you Andy.” he got up moving to the door. “I should have known you were just going to dick with me.”

“Gabe, I’m being real with you here,” she pleaded, getting up to stop him. “Come on man, what do you want me to do to prove I’m serious?”

“You and Isaac do this shit all the time!” Gabe growled, pushing past her.

“Alright, I didn't want to have to do this,” Scott sighed, pulling off her hoodie. “Hey Gabe, check this out!” she called out to him, spreading her wings. Gabe froze, staring at her.

“A-are those... wings?” he asked, his eyes wide.

“Yup, and I can move ‘em too,” Scott answered, giving her wings a tiny flap.

“See?” Andy asked, running her fingers through Scott’s feathers. “Would we really go through all this for a simple prank? Now please sit down before someone sees us.”

“Ooh, you’re gonna have to do more of that later,” Scott said, forcing her wings to fold against her back again.

“H-how did this happen?” Gabe asked, walking over to Scott, trying to touch her wings.

“Whoa there, no touchy of the wing! Those are a sensitive area that only I and whoever I’m planning on sleeping with have clearance to touch them,” Scott warned, backing away from his hand.

“Sorry...” he pulled his hand back, shoving it in his pockets.

“Now as for how it happened,” Andy spoke up, getting them on topic, “We each found these necklaces.” she pointed to the ones she and Scott were wearing.

“Yeah, and when the three of us touched the gems on them, we changed into sexy pony girls,” Scott continued.

“Three of you?” Gabe asked, looking around. “Who else is here?”

“That's part of why we brought you here,” Andy explained. “See, we have this idea that the necklaces have been showing up after interacting with someone that already has one. I got mine after seeing Scott and my roommate got one shortly after.”

“So, Chris is a pony too?” Gabe asked, sitting back down.

“Yeah, she just became one too. And other than the two of us, no one has seen or talked to her since her change because of our working hypothesis on how the necklaces work,” Andy explained.

“Oh yeah and what's that?” Gabe asked, already not liking where this was going.

“Scott thinks that the first male person you interact with will get one, while I believe that there has to be some personal connection involved,” Andy explained shifting uncomfortably in her seat. “And… we wanted to ask you if you’d help us test this out. You’ve never really talked to Chris much so you’d be a good candidate.”

“So... you want me to turn into one of you?” he asked, narrowing his eyes.

“We didn’t really know what else to do,” Scott chimed in, rubbing the back of her head. “Chrissy’s gonna have to interact with someone eventually. And we’d rather it be somebody who’s got a choice in the matter of whether they want to change or not.”

“Yeah but why me?” he asked, crossing his arms.

“Because I trust you,” Andy explained. “And you were the one that was most likely to hear us out without running out and telling people about us.”

“Besides man! You could get wings!” Scott smirked, giving hers a flap.

“Yeah but… it sounds like you’ve all turned into girls,” Gabe cut in, trying to keep his eyes off her wings. “And while I’m not much of one… I’m still a guy.”

“And it’s amazing!” Scott argued, “But maybe you’ll get lucky and keep your dick.”

“...Alright, I’ll try and test your theory,” Gabe relented with a sigh. “Besides, even if a necklace does appear… it’ll only work if I put it on and touch the gem, right?”

“That's what it seems like.” Andy nodded. “We’ll just, throw it in the safe or something.”

“Sounds good to me,” Gabe said, nodding at her. “Let’s do this then, bring Chris in.”

“Nah, we’re just going to lock you in her room and see what happens!” Scott grabbed onto Gabe’s arm, dragging him to Chrissy’s room. The transformed Chrissy looked up at the new arrival with a nervous expression and managed to give him a little wave.

“Umm… hello,” she said.

“Hi...” Gabe pulled his arm away from Scott, watching as she slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her.

“S-so, you agreed to help us out with our idea?” Chrissy asked, rubbing her arm and avoiding eye contact with him.

“I guess I did...” he frowned, rubbing his neck. “So... you're a pegasus...?”

“Yes… though I can’t really move my wings on my own yet,” she explained, turning around and displaying her wings. “I hope I can soon though… flying sounds kind of nice.”

“Can I...?” he asked, gesturing to her wings.

“Umm… sure,” she said, sounding slightly nervous. “I-I guess that’d be okay.” He moved to sit next to her, gently grabbing one of her wings, extending it. She let out a small gasp, a blush starting to pepper her cheeks.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, letting go of it.

“N-no, that’s not it,” she said, shaking her head. “You just took me by surprise, that’s all. It was… actually kind of nice,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I can stop...” he offered, scooting away.

“N-no, you can keep going if you like,” she said, fighting off a blush as she turned and offered him better access to her wings. He gingerly grabbed it, running his hands through her feathers. “Ooh,” she moaned, an unbidden twitch going through her wings. “I-I didn’t know touching my wings would be like this.”

“That feels that good huh?” he asked, moving his hands along it, touching the base.

“Yes, it’s really nice,” she panted, looking over her shoulder at him with a deep blush and an odd look in her eyes. “I-I guess they’re sensitive.”

“So... if I get a necklace... do you think I’d get wings?”

“Umm… I’m not sure,” Chrissy admitted. “You could also get a horn like Andy. And from some of her and Scott’s comments… that’s pretty sensitive too,” she said with a blush.

“Huh...” he hummed softly, just stroking her wing. “You're very soft...”

“Mmm, thank you,” she hummed with him, relaxing under his touch as her wings started to stiffen. “I thought so too.” He scooted closer, pinching at the base of her wing. She bit her lip, squirming under his touch. She looked over her shoulder again, the odd look stronger than before. “Oh… k-keep doing that. That was nice.”

“Alright...” he nodded, massaging her base of her wings. “A-am I getting you off?”

“W-well… it does feel really good…” she admitted. “I-if that makes you uncomfortable… we can stop,” she offered, turning back to him with a hopeful, pleading look in her eyes.

“N-no, it’s okay...” he shook his head. She smiled a little turning around and pushing him onto his back.

“W-well then… maybe I should return the favor?” she asked, placing a hand on his chest and rubbing it up and down.

“Y-you're into dudes?” he asked, gulping a little. She bit her lip, not saying anything for a few moments before slowly nodding.

“I-I might have some interest in guys,” she said, blushing furiously as she locked eyes with him. “A-are you okay with that?”

“As long as you are...” he blinked, shifting a little. He reached behind his back, pulling out a necklace, this one sporting an orange apple shaped gem. Chrissy took the necklace out of his hand, tossing it away with a hungry look in her eyes.

“We can worry about that later,” she said, biting her lip as she pulled his shirt off. “Right now… I want to try something with someone that’s all guy.” She leaned down, giving him a kiss. He returned the kiss, putting his hands on her hips. This caused her to deepen the kiss, moving one of her hands down and unbuttoning his jeans. She continued to slide her hand down, giving his half-hard length a soft squeeze.

He shuddered, quickly hardening in her grasp. “Eager huh...?”

“A little bit,” she said, running her thumb along his tip. “This is my first time with a guy.”

“And you're okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” she asked, still toying with his head. “You’ve been making me feel good and… you’re not exactly hard on the eyes,” she admitted, another blush spreading across her cheeks.

“Heh thanks...” he smiled. “You’re not so bad yourself.” he reached down, brushing some hair out of her face. She smiled back at him, taking her hand off him and pulling up on her own shirt, revealing her own bare chest, giving it a little shake for him. He moved his hand down, giving her breast a squeeze.

“You’re so soft...” he smiled, looking into her eyes.”

“Mmm, thank you,” she said, pressing her chest further into his hand. “And you’re wearing too many clothes right now.”

“I could say the same to you,” he shot back.

“Maybe you should take care of that~” she purred in his ear. He smirked, moving his hands down to her shorts, quickly pulling them off. He did the same with her panties, tossing them onto the floor. She smiled down at him, grabbing the top of his pants and sliding them off his legs, pulling his boxers down with them.

“That’s much better,” she said with an approving nod.

“Damn you're sexy,” he said with a grin, “Even if you are furry.”

“Thanks,” she said, leaning down and nuzzling his cheek. “That makes me feel a lot better about the whole transformation thing.” She then had a mischievous glint in her eye for a moment before sliding down his body until she was between his legs. “In fact, let me show you how much I appreciate the compliment~” she purred giving his length a long lick.

“A-ah...” he moaned, looking down at her. “Didn’t take you for a dick sucker...”

“Well… I guess I’ve thought about doing this a few times,” she admitted, looking up at him. “Do you want me to keep going?”

“Yeah I do.” he nodded, placing a hand on her head, smiling encouragingly. She leaned down, giving his head a lick before taking it in her mouth. She shuddered a bit at the feeling, swirling her tongue around his tip with a hum of contentment. “O-oh yeah...” he moaned, grabbing her ears, giving them a tug. She let out a quick yelp that melted into a long moan, slipping more of his member into her muzzle. She looked up at him with shimmering eyes, pleading for him to do more as she ran a hand along his outer thigh. “Oh I see...” he gave her ears another tug. “Chrissy, are you a sub?” She moaned again before pausing, ceasing her journey downward. After a few moments of mulling the question over, she nodded and looked up at him, curious of his next action.

Grinning a little, he moved his hands to her chest, giving her nipples a twist. She let out a loud moan that was muffled by his throbbing length. She looked up at him with shining eyes as she continued to move her head down, wrapping her tongue around him and giving him a powerful suck.

“Does little Chrisy like that?” he asked, tugging on them, letting his nails dig into her tender flesh. She let out a shuddering moan and nodded, using one of her hands to cup and caress his testicles while she bottomed out on his member. “That's it... take it all...” he ordered her, starting to move in and out of her mouth. She moaned, her wings stiffening until the stood up straight at the feeling of being used. She bobbed her own head, dragging her tongue along him while locking eyes with him. He leaned his head down, biting onto her ear. Her whole body trembled, starting to bob her head faster as she looked up at him in an attempt to beg him to continue. He ground it between his teeth, twisting and tugging her nipples. She became a moaning mess as she bobbed her head in a daze, barely noticing the moisture dripping onto the bed. She continued to drag her tongue along him, swirling it around his tip and base.

“That's it...” he moaned into her ear, “Keep that up and I’ll give you a nice reward...” She nodded, bobbing her head even faster and rubbing her thumb along his testicles. She was eager not just for her reward, but what awaited her tastebuds when he finished. He shuddered, grabbing her head. He gave one last thrust, starting to cum hard. She let out a happy moan, greedily gulping down his seed as it started coating her tongue and throat.

“Damn you’re good...” he chuckled, petting her head.

“So were you,” she panted out, licking her lips in an attempt to gather anything she missed. “I take it you’ve wanted to be dom for a while?” He nodded, pulling her up into a kiss. She happily returned the kiss, her tail swishing back and forth while she looped her arms around his neck.

“You ready for more?” he asked, rubbing the base of her wings.

“Are you kidding?” she asked with a chuckle. “Of course I’m ready for more.” He grinned, rolling over, pinning her down.

“I gotta tell ya... doing this feels really good...”

“I couldn’t agree more,” she said, looking up at him with a smile. “Never knew how exciting it was to feel helpless.” She cast her gaze at the necklace, smirking. “Don’t forget your new accessory.”

“What, wanna see if I become a girl too?” Gabe asked, tapping her own necklace. “Or do you want me to become a horse boy, one with a giant horse cock for you to suck on?”

“Maybe a little of both?” she giggled. “You don’t have to you know.”

“I don’t know… I guess I could,” he said, getting off the bed and picking up the necklace. “... I mean… you three certainly seem happy with your changes.”

“I’m happy with whatever form you take...master...” she said playfully, propping herself up on her elbow.

“Hmm, the idea of you bouncing on me with a bigger dick does sound appealing. But how would I satisfy your insatiable craving if I became a full blown woman?” He asked, getting back on the bed and slapping her ass.

“We’ll figure something out..” she moved into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Alright, why don’t you put your master’s new necklace on?” he ordered, leaning in and nipping her neck. “And then you’ll get to ride your master like a stolen horse while he changes.”

“As master wishes~” she reached up, clipping it around his neck. “You have to touch the gem for it to work.”

“I know that already,” he barked, slapping her ass again before touching the gem. “If I want your advice, I’ll ask for it, pet.”

“Y-yes master...” she bit her lip, squirming a little.

“Now turn your camera on,” he ordered. “We’ll need proof to show I am who I say I am.” She nodded, getting it ready, pointing it at them. He looked at the camera and said, “My name is Gabe Hill, and I might be about to go through an unbelievable change.” He then turned his attention back to her, nipping her neck again. “There we go, now we can put on a show while I transform.”

“That sounds wonderful master...” she smiled.

“Good,” he said with his own smile. “Now, since you were such a good girl and made your master feel good,” he started, petting her head. “I’ll let you choose what you want me to do to you next.”

“Oh master, I want you to take me, Use me like the little slut I am...”

“That’s what I like to hear.” He grinned, tugging on her ear. “Now get on your knees, I want to pull on your wings and tail, see how sensitive they really are,” he ordered. She did so, looking back at him, shaking her ass for him. “You really are an eager slut,” he commented, grabbing her by the tail and burying his length inside her depths in one, rough thrust.

“O-oh master... you’re so big...” she bit her lip, her wings flaring out. He just grinned at her, grabbing the base of one of her wings for leverage as he started to pull out of her. She moaned, arching her back, dripping onto her bed.

“Damn, you’re really tight,” he grunted, gripping onto her wing tighter as he thrust back into her. “But that’s to be expected since you’ve only recently discovered what a little cockslut you are,” he teased, leaning down and biting her neck.A tickle in his scalp made him look over into the mirror. His hair grew out, changing to a nice blonde color, styling itself into a ponytail. “Looks like the changes have already started,” he whispered in her ear. “Your master is a blond now.”

“I wonder what color master’s fur will be...” she moaned, moving back against him.

“We’ll just have to wait and see,” he told her, slapping her ass. “Right now, I’m only worrying about properly rewarding my good pet.”

“Oh that feels so good master...” she bit her lip. “M-more..”

“Of course~” he purred, removing his hand from her wing and gripping her by the hips. He swatted her ass again, watching as her flesh jiggled. He started picking up the pace in his thrusts as he alternated hands and slapped her ass increasingly harder. She out a loud moan, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Gabe glanced at his reflection again, watching his ears migrate to the top of his head. “It looks like my fur’s going to be orange,” he commented, watching his ears flick a little as he spanked Chrissy again, leaving a handprint for a moment.

“I know you’ll be the sexiest pony around master.”

“With the sexiest pet around~” he told her, draping himself across her back and biting down on one of her ears. She moaned again, clutching the bed tightly. He continued to bite down on her ear, slamming his hips against her own and spanking her. He relished in the feeling of her body against his, her fur brushing against his skin in a wonderful way. He frowned, a sudden itch starting to spread over his chest. “Pet, is it supposed to itch?”

“Th-that means your fur is about to spread out across your body, master,” she answered between moans, her eyes screwed shut to focus on everything he was doing to her. He let himself stratch, watching the fur start to bloom across his chest. Much like his ears, the fur was a faded orange, spreading quickly until his entire torso was covered in fur.

“Ooh... now what?” he asked, shuddering a tingle spread through his body. He started to grow, gaining several inches in height and putting on muscle mass. “Oh… this is good, this is very good,” he said with a smile. “Take a look at your master now, pet. I think you’ll like my new look so far.”

“M-master! Y-you're so tall!” she gasped, looking back at him.

“That’s right, and I’ve got bigger muscles now,” he said with a smirk. “Which means I can spank your sluttly ass even harder now.” He demonstrated this by spanking her again, as hard as he could.

“Oh!” she nearly shouted, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood.

“I take it you really like what the changes are doing to me?” He asked, kneading and rubbing the spot he had spanked.

“V-very much master...” she panted, looking back at him.

“Good because so do I,” he smirked down at her, gripping her hips and pounding into her as fast and hard as he could. She moaned, moving back against him. He rubbed his throat, being overtaken by a coughing fit. “And what does the coughing mean?” he asked between coughs, looking down at her with a frown.

“Your voice is changing...”

“Well that should be…” he paused, noting a slight twang in his voice that hadn’t been there before. “What the fuck?” he grunted, reaching up and gripping her wing and continuing to thrust into her.

“You sound nice...”

“Like hell Ah do!” he frowned, his voice now distinctly southern, and female. “Ah sound like Ah’m one yeehaw away from goin’ cow tippin’,” he grumbled, tugging on her wing and driving himself in her hard.

“I-I like it alot master!”

“Ah didn’t ask fer yer opinion, pet!” he growled, spanking her hard.

“S-sorry master!!” she cried, whimpering. He grumbled a bit more, rubbing the spot he spanked in an attempt to alleviate any pain.

“Ah’ll just have t’get used to the accent.” He sighed, leaning over her and nipping at her neck fondly.

“That feels good...” she smiled, exposing more of her neck for him.

“Well, this is meant t’be a reward fer ya~” he cooed to her, kissing and nipping her neck while still slamming his hips against her. She let out a long moan, her breasts heaving. He peered down at his own chest, watching in fascination as it started to push out. “Heh, looks like Ah’ll have tits of mah own pretty soon,” he told her, gripping her wing tighter. “Ah wonder if they’ll be bigger than yers?”

“Oh I hope so master...”

“Ya really are such an eager slut,” he teased, biting down on her neck for a moment. “And what do ya plan on doin’ with mah big chest? Tell yer master all yer dirty little fantasies~” He cooed, rubbing the base of her wing with his thumb.

“S-suck from your bossom...” she moaned, her tongue hanging out, “I’d bury my face in them and just...”

“Go on, tell me more, Ah’m lovin’ what Ah’m hearin’~” he cooed, gripping and rubbing her wing more.

“I’d make you scream master, cum just by playing with your tits...”

“Now that’s music to mah ears~” he groaned, slamming himself into her with a sense of desperation. “Ah’m gettin close, pet,” he warned her, kissing her neck. “Ah hope yer ready fer me to paint yer walls white.”

“Yes master! Bloat me up with your seed!” she begged, slamming back against his hips. He grunted, holding her hips with both hands while thrusting into her hard a few more times. He pushed inside her depths as deep as he could, throwing his head back with an accented roar as he came, hard. She cried out, clamping down on him, milking him for all he was worth. Once he was finished, he looked down at her and pulled her by the hair to give her a passionate kiss. “That was amazing...” she panted, looking into his eyes.

“Yeah, Ah’ve never came that hard in mah life,” he panted with her, rolling her over and lying down next to her, keeping himself buried inside her. She snuggled into him, her hand on her belly. “Heh, guess we shoulda used a condom,” he admitted, placing his hand over hers.

“I dunno... the idea of having your child just...” she bit her lip, looking into his eyes.

“Yer really adjusting to being female pretty quick,” Gabe commented with a smile, pushing some hair out of her eye.

“I dunno... I like it...” she giggled, nuzzling his neck.

“Heh, Ah guess Ah could like bein’ a daddy,” he admitted, nuzzling her back. She giggled, nuzzling his chest.

“I think you got a DD cup master.”

“Well, that’s pretty interestin’,” Gabe chuckled. “Ah’ll have to flaunt these things just to tease ya.”

“I’d like that a lot Gabe,” Chrissy giggled, dropping their little act.

“Ah guess this means Ah’m all woman now like the rest of ya,” Gabe commented with a sigh.

“That's alright,” Chrissy assured him, kissing his cheek.

“Speak fer yerself, Ah wanted to keep burying mahself into ya and gettin’ blowjobs from yer hungry little mouth,” he huffed.

“Well.. neither of us has looked down yet...”

“You do it,” he said, gulping. “Ah don’t have the nerve to see fer mahself.” She nodded, peering down at their crotches. “W-well, wh-what am Ah packin’ down there?” he asked, his eyes screwed shut.

“You really wanna know~?”

“Damn it, just tell me before Ah start sweatin’ bullets over here!” he boomed.

“Well.. it looks like...” she paused, tormenting him a little.

“If ya don’t spit it out then Ah’m gonna tie you up and keep ya from cummin’ fer hours,” he growled.

“Looks like you got a matching set,” she giggled, rubbing at his new lips.

“Wh-what are ya tryin’ t’say?” he gasped, his legs squirming slightly at the new sensation.

“That you're a herm silly.”

“Yes!” Gabe cheered, holding her tightly. “That means that Ah can keep workin’ that pretty mouth of yers! Puttin’ on that necklace was the best decision Ah could’ve made.”

“Same here...” she smiled, hugging him tightly.

“Think we should show those two that a necklace showed up?” Gabe asked, rubbing the spot between her wings. “This was supposed t’be a test after all.”

“They probably heard us.” she smiled. “But you need some clothes first.”

“Why bother?” he asked with a smirk. “Ah was thinkin’ of showin’ off and makin’ ‘em jealous that Ah got to keep mah dangly bits.”

“Lets~” she got of of bed, stretching out, a little of his seed dripping out of her. He got up with her, putting an arm around her shoulder as they walked out of the room, using her body to hide his sheath and balls for the moment.

“Sup bitches?!” he called out, a giant grin on his face.

“Oh hey,” Scott waved, snuggling up with Andy on the couch, both of them naked.

“Heh, looks like ya’ll had the same idea we did,” Gabe commented, looking between the two. “Hope we didn’t distract ya or nothin’.”

“You two were pretty loud,” Andy giggled, nuzzling Scott’s head.

“S-sorry about that,” Chrissy apologized, a blush on her cheeks. “I uh… wasn’t expecting it to feel that nice,” she offered, looking down at her hooves.

“You turned out pretty good Gabe,” Scott complemented, “Sexy accent too.”

“Yeah, Ah turned out alright,” Gabe said with a nod. “Even if Ah didn’t grow wings or a horn from mah forehead like y’all did.”

“Yeah but look at you man, you're pretty buff!”

“True, Ah am likin’ the fact that Ah’ve got actual abs fer the first time in mah life,” he commented, running his hand along his toned stomach.

“And he’s all mine.” Chrissy pouted, holding onto him.

“That’s not the only thing that’s yers.” he smirked, putting his lower half on display for the first time. He moved his hips slightly, causing his package to bounce slightly.

“What!? You got to keep your dick!?” Scott shouted, her eyes going wide.

“That's just not fair...” Andy pouted.

“Aww, don’t you worry none girls,” Gabe assured them, wiggling his hips and sending his bits swaying. “As long as Chrissy says it’s okay, there’s plenty of horsemeat t’go around.”

“Well...” Scott rubbed her chin. “Horses do form herds...”

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Andy asked, looking at her girlfriend.

“Why not?” Scott smirked, nuzzling her.

“Whaddya say Chrissy?” Gabe asked, giving her a squeeze. “Should they get a taste of yer favorite treat too?” he asked, looking her in the eyes.

“Well...” Chrissy pouted, looking up at him. “Alright.”

“Looks like we’re all good t’go,” Gabe said, smiling down at the three of them. “Hoo boy, Ah am really glad Ah didn’t walk out the door now. This is the best day of mah life!”

“And we can add more people to our herd!” Scott smirked, rubbing her hands together.

“Only if they choose to join us in becoming ponies,” Andy admonished, flicking one of her ears.

“Ah was thinkin’,” Gabe rubbed her chin, “We could get that meat head Eric.”

“There’s no way he’d agree to all this,” Chrissy cut in, waving a hand up and down her body for emphasis. “And then he’d blab to everybody about us.”

“Well, Ah mean look at me, Ah used to be all scrawny and now Ah feel like Ah can do anythin’.”

“What are you trying to say, that the change’ll make him smarter or something?” Scott asked, scratching her head.

“I think... I think that makes sense,” Andy spoke, looking between them all, “Think about it.”

“I guess you have a point,” Scott admitted. “I mean, I was basically immobile before, but now I’ve got two methods of travel at my disposal. “She smiled, showing one of her legs and spreading her wings out to their full length.

“That's not what I meant at all.” Andy shook her head.

“Then what do you mean?” Chrissy asked, looking at her for clarification.

“Well, think about it,” Andy said, sitting up, “Scott was broken, he gave up. Now he’s determined, full of life. Chris was an asshole, and a playboy and now he’s a tiny-”

“Cockslut.” Gabe grinned.

“-Soft spoken woman. And you Gabe, you were a mostly spineless doormat.”

“Can’t argue with ya there,” Gabe admitted, rubbing the back of his head. “Ah did have a tendency to just roll over. Ah mean, Ah completely froze up when ya threatened me with the Atlantic City thing.”

“So it stands to reason that Eric will become the opposite of what he is now,” Andy concluded.

“What about you?” Chrissy asked, tilting her head. “How have you become the opposite of what you were?”

“Well, I thinks its clear from my speech and mannerisms that I am a much more refined person now than just a simple ‘hipster.”

“Does that mean we can throw out your Vampire Weekend albums?” Chrissy asked, giggling.

“We’re not throwing out my things.” Andy rolled her eyes.

“Alright, so if we’re right about this… who’s gonna get Eric over here?” Scott asked, looking between the group.

“We could get Jake over here.”

“You mean that really depressing guy who hates everyone?” Gabe asked, raising his eyebrow.

“The very same,” Andy answered with a nod. “He might agree to come over here. He owes me one after I set up his blog for him.”

“Well, go call him up or whatever.” Scott nodded, nuzzling her neck.

“Alright, but you have to let go of me so I can get to my phone,” Andy pointed out. Scott obliged, letting her up. She strode over to her phone, picking it up and tapping the screen a few times.

“So... what do ya’ll think Jake’ll look like once he’s a pony?” Gabe asked, looking between Scott and Chrissy.

“Maybe another unicorn?” Chrissy asked, looking over at Andy.

“That could be cool,” Gabe said with a nod. “Though Ah’m kinda curious what his coat color and hair will look like. Ah mean, we’ve got a literal rainbow of colors around us here.”

“I am the rainbow,” Scott reminded with a smirk.

“No shit, birdbrain.” Gabe chuckled. “Ah couldn’t tell.”

“I’ll sock you one hillbilly,” Scott warned.

“Try it and Ah’ll pin ya down and make ya squeal like a piggy~” Gabe shot back with a smirk.

“I’d like to see you try!”

“Well then get over here so Ah can show ya,” Gabe said with a smile, beckoning her over with a hand movement. Scott growled before leaping out at him, wings flaring out in an instinctual attempt at intimidation. Gabe let out a whoop, bending his knees and catching Scott by the shoulders. He tried to use her momentum against her in an attempt to pin her down. She slipped out of his grasp, a smirk on her face. “Get back here ya varmint!” Gabe growled, trying to tackle the smaller woman.

“Ha! I’m too quick for ya!” Scott grinned, staying just out of his reach.

“Ah’ll getcha at some point!” Gabe promised, coming up just a little short each time. “Ah’ve got plenty o’ stamina!”

“You know... we might want to find a new place to stay...” Chrissy spoke, watching them, “All this noise... they’re going to call the cops...”

“Well, if we combine our money together, we should be able t’work somethin’ out,” Gabe offered, still trying to tackle Scott.

“Yes but what realtor would sell to a bunch of hooded weirdos?” Andy chimed in, “Jake’s on his way.”

“Well, we could always claim to be burn victims or something,” Scott offered, blowing a raspberry at Gabe as his hands only succeeded in grazing her side. “We could even have plenty of money to put down too if I sold my place.”

“Ah’m gonna get ya ya feather duster!” Gabe growled, leaping at her.

“The only thing you’re gonna get is... Oh shit!” she cried, Gabe finally getting a hold of her.

“Ha!” Gabe grinned, pinning her down. “What was that bout’ me not catchin’ ya?”

“Grrr… alright, ya got me.” Scott pouted, still trying to struggle under the larger woman.

“Heh, ya’ll are as tiny as Chrissy,” he teased, looking her over.

“Oi! Don’t call me tiny!” Scott growled, glaring at Gabe, her wings twitching in agitation.

“Ah ain’t lyin’,” he leaned down, licking her neck.

“H-hey, what are you doing?!” Scott asked, trying not to blush, her legs squirming a bit.

“Ya know ya like it!” he chuckled, “I bet you’d make a great cocksleeve, little pony,” he taunted.

“I don’t know, why don’t you ask Andy?” Scott shot back, her cheeks now a light pink.

“Oh no, she’’s too tall.” He moved, sitting with his back against the wall, holding her by her arms, her back to him. “Yer just the right size~”

“Fine, show me what you can do with your new horse dick,” Scott relented, grinding against him. “I’m curious to try it out.”

“I think Gabe might have a domination fetish,” Andy commented, watching them go at it, “I just hope they're done before Jake gets here...”

“I don’t know, maybe seeing what he’ll get to be a part of will help convince him to put his necklace on,” Chrissy chirped, watching them with fascination.

“Maybe...” Andy gazed down at her. “It’s strange seeing you so short.”

“It doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it would,” she conceded with a shrug. “Besides, I’ve got wings now. That’s definitely worth being a little shorter for.” She smiled, patting one of her wings.

“I wonder if I can use magic...” Andy wondered, looking up at her horn.

“Huh, why would you wonder that?” Chrissy asked, looking up at her with a puzzled expression.

“Well, I’m a unicorn. Aren’t they supposed to be magical?”

“I dunno,” Chrissy said with another shrug. “I’ve never read anything about unicorns before. The only thing I know about unicorns was that thing about their blood from the first Harry Potter movie.”

“I’ll have to work on it...” she frowned, looking up as there was a knock on the door. “Alright everyone, looks like we’ve gotta put on clothes,” Andy told them.

“Oh come on Andy!” Scott pouted, bouncing happily on Gabe’s lap. “I’m not even close over here!”

“You heard me! What if it’s the cops or something hm?” she asked, putting her hands on her hips.

“Fine, I’ll put on some damn clothes,” she grumbled, raising herself off Gabe. “We’re finishing that up later,” she told him over her shoulder as she grabbed her discarded clothes that were strewn around the couch.

“Yer damn right we are,” Gabe agreed, taking Chrissy back into the pegasus’s room. Scott pulled all of her clothes on, turning to Andy as she threw her hood up.

“There, I’m completely decent for either Jake, or the po-po,” she said, walking over to Andy.

“Thank you dear,” She smiled, throwing her own hood up. “Who is it?” she called, moving up to the door.

“Who the hell do you think it is?” A male voice huffed, sounding impatient.

“Relax will you?” she asked, letting him in, quickly shutting the door behind him.

“So why’d you call me over here?” the young man asked, dressed in a band hoodie whose logo was impossible to decipher as human writing and black skinny jeans. His hair was dyed an unnatural black that covered one of his hazel eyes. “And where’s Adrian?”

“I’m right here darling,” Andy responded, pulling her hood down

“Fuck you,” Jake said, turning to leave. “Whatever your prank is, I’m not being a butt to a sick joke.”

“Do I have to do this every time?” Scott sighed, stepping in his way. She pulled her hoodie off, spreading her wings. “There? Happy?” Jake froze, his eyes locking on her wings.

“I don’t do happy,” he responded once he’d managed to collect himself. “But I guess I can hear you out.” His nostrils flared for a moment and he made a face. “Ugh, it smells like you’ve been hosting the sex olympics in here.”

“That's not that far from the truth,” Andy giggled, “Anyway, how would you like to join us in ponyhood?”

“Why the hell would I want to look like a furry fucked a little girl’s toy?” he asked with a deep frown, pinching his nose.

“Because you’d stop being a ‘pathetic human’, “ Andy air quoted.

“Yeah because going from a pathetic human to a brightly colored horse thing is way better,” Jake shot back with a roll of his eyes.

“Well, Scott here grew his legs back...”

“Do I look like I have any limbs that need regrowing,” Jake frowned. “Good for her that she got to be able to walk again, but why should I join in?”

“Maybe it’ll fix your attitude,” Scott muttered, crossing her arms.

“My attitude doesn’t need fixing, this toxic world does,” he grumbled, shooting her a look.

“Can we just pony him and be done with it?” Scott asked, rolling her eyes.

“Scott, suggest that again and you don’t get to go back to Gabe,” Andy warned, shooting her a look.

“Well?” Jake asked, getting impatient.

“Well, if you don’t think your attitude needs fixing, the change can do something else,” Andy told him. “Do you remember how much of an ass Christian could be?”

“Yeah, so what?”

“Well now he’s petite and demure,” Andy explained. “She even apologizes without having to be pressured and threatened into doing it.”

“Show me.”

“Oh Chrissy~!” Andy called out, a smirk on her face. “We need you in here for a moment!”

“Yes?” Chrissy asked quietly, stepping out of her room.

“See, what’d we tell ya?” Scott asked, motioning for her to come closer. “She’s totally different from the douche that superglued things to people.”

“H-hi Jake...” Chrissy waved shyly, trying to hide her face behind her bangs.

“O-okay, that is drastically different.” Jake blinked, his indifferent and impatient mask crumbling slowly.

“Maybe your change will give you a better outlook on life?” Andy suggested.

“...Yeah but… you all changed into girls,” he said, rubbing the back of his head.

“Is that a bad thing? Being a girl is a lot of fun~” Andy smirked, stepping up to him, kissing his cheek.

“W-well… It’s not a bad thing per se. I just... like being a guy,” he replied, blushing from the contact.

“Maybe you’ll keep your dick like Gabe,” Scott offered, watching him.

“I guess… that might not be so bad,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his head again, avoiding looking at all of them.

“So... wanna join the herd?” Scott asked, grinning at him.

“Not sure what you mean by that but… I guess the pony thing could be alright. Couldn’t be worse than being human.”

“”Great ta hear it partner!” Gabe smiled, hugging him from behind, easily lifting him off the floor.

“Gah! What the fuck?!” Jake cried, struggling in Gabe’s grasp.

“Nice ta see ya again Jake! It’s me, Gabe!” he turned him around, grinning.

“...Jesus Gabe, you got huge!” Jake said, looking over his new muscles.

“Ah know its amazin’!” he grinned, grabbing Jake’s head and pulling him into a deep kiss.

“Mmmph!” Jake gave a muffled cry, blinking as he pushed weakly against Gabe, before resigning himself and returning it with closed eyes.

“Hows that?” Gabe asked, pulling away.

“Uhh…” Jake replied, blinking at Gabe with a deep blush on his face. “Gabe.. that had better be one of your hands poking me.”

“Eenope~” Gabe smirked.

“Yeah, was pretty afraid you’d say that,” Jake said with a sigh.

“Ya’ll are gonna make a great pony.” Gabe smirked, licking his cheek.

“Gabe… can you please put me down?” Jake asked, blushing from the act. “I feel like a little kid right now.”

“I dunno... ya seem ta like it.” Gabe nipped his head, rubbing their crotches together.

“Hey… a naked chick with giant boobs just made out with me,” Jake pointed out, still blushing. “And it’s been so long for me that my body seems to have overlooked the fact said chick is also a pony with a giant dick.”

“Maybe ya like dick?” he offered, pulling Jake’s shirt off.

“I think I’d know if I liked dick by this point in my life,” he protested. “And I don’t give nearly enough fucks about what other people think to hide something like that.”

“If you say so.” Gabe chuckled. “Y’all set the camera up?” he asked the others.

“It’s all good to go!” Scott beamed, giving him a thumbs up. “Now we just have to wait for Emo Boy to get a necklace.”

“Shoot wait nothing.” Gabe laughed. “I’m the stud round here, got that?” He asked Jake, slapping his ass.

“Hey! Don’t do that!” He objected, squirming in Gabe’s grasp. “And what are you trying to get me to agree to here?!”

“What do ya think?” Gabe asked, easily removing Jake’s pants and boxers.

“I’m thinking that I need to get out of here,” Jake groaned, still squirming.

“If that were true, why are ya so hard?” Gabe asked, brushing his hand over Jake’s erection.

“Hnng,” Jake groaned, obviously enjoying the contact. “I-if you put that monster you’re packing anywhere near my mouth or ass, I’ll cut you,” he warned, panting. Gabe ignored him, getting his own pants off. He eased Jake to his knees, face inches away from his sheath. ‘Gabe… I’m serious here!” Jake growled, turning his head away from Gabe’s crotch and tried to stand back up.

“Ya’ll are starin,” Gabe pointed out and Jake indeed realize he was staring at it.

“I’ve grown up in the middle of the city, I’ve never seen a horse’s package before,” Jake countered. “It’s friggin’ weird looking man.”

“Shh...” Gabe soothed, putting a finger to his lips. “We can be honest here...” he guided him back to his knees.

“I am really starting to regret picking up my fucking phone,” Jake muttered, finding himself helpless under Gabe’s touch.

“Just be honest with yerself, Jake, ya haven’t taken your eyes off and ya just licked yer lips.”

“Alright… so maybe I’m a little interested here,” Jake admitted, blushing. “Can you just let it go now?” Gabe moved his head forward, his sheath brushing Jake’s mouth. “H-hey, I-I’m not ready for anything like that!” Jake protested.

“Oh? Is that why yer rock hard?” Gabe countered, reaching down and giving it a stroke.

“Ahh!” Jake moaned, his mouth hanging open for a few moments. Gabbe took the opportunity, pushing into his mouth. Jake gagged for a moment, struggling to take Gabe’s flared head into his mouth.

“If you really want me to stop, just tap the back of my knee three times okay?” Jake struggled to raise his hand for a moment, but he lowered it and relaxed his jaw a bit. “Good boy~” Gabe cooed, starting to move slowly. Jake gurgled slightly, but didn’t resist, instead bracing himself to better take more of Gabe’s movements. Gabe stroked his cheek, starting off slow for him. Jake looked up at Gabe with an unsure look, jerkily moving his head in an attempt to help his push forward. “Gettin; into it huh?” Gabe chuckled, picking up speed. Jake let out a weak moan, his tongue weakly moving against the length invading his mouth.

“That's it...” Gabe cooed, going at Jake’s pace. Jake moved his hands up, wrapping them around Gabe’s waist and squeezing his ass while he started to bob his head a little faster. “Enjoying the show?” he asked, looking at the others.

“Damn, he’s really getting into things despite all his protesting,” Scott commented, watching Jake while her wings were standing straight up. “Just… look at him go.”

“He’s pretty good too...” Gabe moaned, tugging on Jake’s hair. Jake let out a small gurgle, but didn’t slow his pace at all.

“Really starting to wish I hadn’t lost my dick now,” Andy pouted.

“Tough luck~” Gabe teased, closing his eyes.

“Prick,” Andy mumbled, turning away from him with a frown on her face. Scott nuzzled her, wrapping a wing around her.

Gabe ignored his comment, resting a hand on the back of Jake’s head, moving his hips a little faster with a hum of contentment. Jake took it all, running his tongue over if. “Oh yeah, yer turnin’ into a little whore already,” Gabe said, gripping Jake’s hair hard. “Ah can’t wait fer ya to change to a pony. With a big ole pair o’ tits for me to toy with while ya slobber all over mah knob.” Jake seemed to like that idea, reaching up to rub Gabe’s testicals. “And t’think, you were tryin’ t’say that ya didn’t like dick.” Gabe chuckled. “Ya ready fer me to go all out?” Jake looked up at him, nodding. Gabe smiled at him, gripping his hair with both hands and starting to pound into his mouth with wild abandon, the sound of his balls slapping against Jake’s chin resounding through the room. Jake moaned, gripping onto Gabe’s hps, taking it all. “Oh yeah, that’s so good,” Gabe moaned, gripping Jake’s hair even tighter. “If ya keep that up, you’ll get a mouthful of a special treat~” Jake obliged, scraping his teeth against it ever so slightly. Gabe didn’t last much longer, hilting himself in Jake’s mouth and throwing his head back with a cry of delight as his orgasm tore through him. Jake gagged, having a little trouble drinking it down. Once Gabe felt his orgasm finally end, he pulled out of the abused mouth with a satisfied sigh, looking at Jake with a smile.

“Do ya like the taste~?” Gabe teased, stroking his hair.

“Y-yeah..” Jake admitted with a blush.

“Well there’s plenty more where that came from,” Gabe told him with a wink. “Especially if ya’ll are gonna be one of us.” Gabe smirked, bending down. “Well, lookie here.” she held up a necklace, this one having a baby blue gem in the shape of a balloon. “You want me to put this on fer ya?” Gabe asked, holding the necklace out to him. “Ah’m dyin’ t’see what you’ll look like as a pony.”

“Y-yeah... make me one of you.” Jake nodded, exposing his neck. Gabe smiled, fastening the necklace around him.

“Now all ya have t’do is touch the gem, then you’ll get t’be one of us and get t’do more of what we just did,” Gabe told him, petting his head again. He gingerly reached up, touching it.

“Good boy, now look at the camera and say yer name,” Gabe ordered, pointing at the camera. “Yer gonna wanna be able t’have proof fer later.”

“My name is Jake Stuker, and ... I’m about to become a pony..”

“Good job,” Scott praised. “Now we just have to wait for a little bit, and boom! You’ll be just like us in no time. And you might get to be a herm like Gabe to keep your dick. So there’s that.” Jake nodded, taking a few moments to catch his breath.

“Are ya feelin’ nervous?” Gabe asked, stroking his head and smiling down at him.

“A-a little.” jake nodded.

“Then let’s move ya to the couch,” Gabe offered, picking him up easily and sitting down with him on the couch. “There we go, anything else Ah can do fer ya?” Gabe asked, nuzzling his cheek. “We want this t’be nice fer ya.”

“Some water would be nice...” Scott nodded, going over to the kitchen and pulling out a bottle of water.

“There we go, nice and cold for you,” Scott said with a smile.

“Thanks.” He took it, taking a long drink.

“Is there anything else ya want?” Gabe asked, holding him close to his chest.

“Maybe a sandwich?”

“Wow, a guy asking a girl to make him a sandwich,” Andy pointed out with a chuckle as she started to pull out the necessary ingredients, “how, original. Is there anything in particular you want on the sandwich?”

“Not really...” Jake thought for a moment. There was a loud poof and his hair exploded into a pink mass, being curly and tangled.

“Whoa,” Scott commented, blinking at the sudden change. “That’s… very different from how it happened to the rest of us.”

“Woah look at it...” Jake reached up, touching it.

“It’s certainly pink,” Gabe commented, reaching up and touching it. “Do ya like it?”

“Actually I do.” Jake smiled, a genuine smile.

“Well that’s good, darling,” Andy said, handing him his sandwich. “Let’s hope that you’re just as happy with the rest of your transformation.”

“Thanks.” he smiled, taking a bite out of it. He let out an appreciative hum, his ears moving to the top of his head, gaining pink fur.

“Whelp looks like both your mane and the rest of your fur is going to be pink,” Scott informed him, pointing at his new ears.

“Really?”Jake asked, twitching his new ears.

“Well, your fur looks like it’s going to be a light pink while your mane is a dark pink,” Andy offered, watching the changes with interest.

“So... what changes next?” Jake asked, looking between them.

“You’re probably going to feel itchy pretty soon,” Chrissy chimed in. “After that will probably be your chest, then your voice, then your feet and tail, and finally your crotch.”

“Ah.” Jake nodded, leaning back against Gabe.

“Still feelin’ alright,” Gabe asked, wrapping his arms around him. “Want me to help ya with the itchin’?”

“Yes please.” Jake nodded, looking up at him. Gabe rested his chin on Jake’s shoulder, softly scratching along his chest, watching as light pink fur sprouted up everywhere he scratched.

“There we go, do ya like yer fur?” Gabe asked, kissing his cheek. Jake reached up, running his fingers through it.

“It’s soft...”

“Eeyup.” Gabe smiled. “And Ah think pink is a good color on ya. Much better than all that black you were sportin’ before.”

“Aw thanks.” Jake smiled, letting out a series of coughs.

“Oooh, likes like the voice is about to change,” Scott chirped with a grin. “Jake, say something, quick!”

“Hello!” Jake greeted gleefully.

“Whoa, your voice is like a sugar rush was given a sound,” Scott commented, taken aback by the drastic change.

“I love it!” Jake beamed, his face pushing out into a muzzle.

“Glad you like it, darling,” Andy said with a smile of her own. “And your smile is certainly infectious,” she noted with a laugh.

“I just feel so.. Happy...” Jake admitted, watching the fur spread along his arms.

“Even though you live in this ‘toxic world’,” Andy teased with air quotes.

“Okay, I was going way overboard,” Jaske admitted, giggling a little.

“Aww, don’t worry ‘bout it none, that’s all in the past now,” Gabe told him, giving him a squeeze. “This is a pretty good change if ya ask me.”

“Ooh...” Jake shuddered, dropping in height, matching Scott at 5’3”.

“Heh, yer gonna be even easier to pick up now, shortstack~” Gabe teased, nipping his pink ear. Jake giggled, his body putting on a small amount of fat. “Looks like yer fillin’ out nicely too,” Gabe commented, grabbing his stomach. “Ah wonder if you’ll get plump tits t’match yer plump little belly.”

“I can’t wait to find out! I’m so... nervouscited!!”

“Nervouscited?” Chrissy repeated, tilting her head at the strange word.

“Yeah! It’s a mix of nervous and excited!”

“Aww, why are ya nervous, Jakey?” Gabe asked, nuzzling his cheek. “Ya got nothin’ t’worry about.” Jake giggled, returning her nuzzle. “Are ya still a little scared of losin’ yer manhood?” Gabe asked, holding him tighter.

“Maybe a little,” Jake admitted, holding onto him.

“Don’t you worry none ‘bout that,” Gabe assured him. “With or without a dick, you and all of us are gonna have a ton o’ fun together. And Ah’m not just talkin’ ‘bout in the bedroom.”

“Alright.” Jake smiled, giggling as his chest started to push out.

“Sweet, his chest’s starting to grow,” Scott commented with an eager expression. “Time to place your bets girls! How big do you think the sweater puppies are gonna end up being?!”

“Hm... C cup at most.” Andy nodded.

“You’re crazy Andy,” Scott dismissed with a wave of her hand. “I think she could easily get some tits as big as you or Gabe. “Chrissy, back me up on this one,” she said, turning to the other pegasus.

“Well... he is a little chubby...” Chrissy admitted.

“See, Chrissy gets it,” Scott chirped with a smile. “You’ll see, Jakey’s gonna be sporting massive melons in a bit and he’s gonna love ‘em.” Jake moaned, his chest growing out to a massive DDD cup. “And boom! Team Pegasus was right on the money!” Scott beamed, holding a hand up to Chrissy with an expectant look. The other pegasus gave her a timid high five, a soft smile on her face.

“They’re so big!” Jake giggled, swaying back and forth , making them jiggle.

“That’ll make it easier t’fit mah big horsemeat between ‘em,” Gabe told her, watching Jake’s chest jiggle while licking his lips. “Or fer me t’use ‘em as pillows. Or just about anything else Ah can cook up.”

“That all sounds like so much fun!” Jake giggled, snorting a little.

“Ah told ya we would all have a lot of fun,” Gabe reminded him, kissing his cheek. “And yer in the final stretch of yer transformation now, all that’s left is yer hooves and tail t’come in. And then, the moment of truth with yer crotch.”

“Oh that feels weird...” Jake commented, looking down as his feet morphed into hooves.

“If ya think that’s weird, ya should try yer poofy tail rubbin’ against yer dick,” Gabe commented, pulling the curled mass from off his lap and tickling Jake’s length with it. Jake giggled, kicking his legs, his snorting increasing. “Yer almost done now,” Gabe told him, still using his tail on him. “Are ya ready t’find out what yer parts are gonna be?”

“Uh huh!” Jake nodded eagerly.

“Alright, got any last words ya wanna say to, Little Jakey?” Gabe asked, looking him in his baby blue eyes. “This might be the last time ya see the little fella.”

“Well, thanks for all the fun little guy,” Jake spoke softly, “I’ll miss you.”

“That was nice,” Gabe told him, giving his length a squeeze. Jake moaned, arching his back. “Guess we should give yer friend a bit of a last hurrah too,” Gabe told him, kissing his cheek and stroking him softly. Jake moved against his hand, closing his eyes. Gabe tilted his head, planting a kiss on his lips while stroking him a bit faster. Jake kissed back, his tongue snaking its way into Gabe’s mouth. Gabe chuckled a bit at his actions, starting to play with his tongue and holding him tighter while he continued to stroke at him at a teasing pace.

“Oh that feels so good...”Jake muttered, wrestling with Gabe’s tongue.

“Yeah, fur on the hands makes for the best handjobs,” Scott commented reminiscing back to his own transformation.

“I rather like the new Jake,” Chrissy smiled, watching the two.

“Same here,” Andy agreed. “And he certainly likes the new him too if his raging erection and the way he’s sucking Gabe’s face is anything to go by.”

“We should totally let him change Eric,” Scott commented, licking her lips.

“He might ride the poor dear until his dick snaps off,” Andy commented, her mind drifting off as she pictured the scene.

“Still, it’d be awesome to watch,” Scott argued.

“I wasn’t saying otherwise,” Andy corrected with a smirk. “I was just saying how things would most likely unfold.”

“We could probably convince him to join us by using Gabe’s transformation,” Chrissy spoke up.

“True, entice him with the possibility of getting a giant horse dick,” Andy said with a nod. “I’d have jumped at an offer like that.”

“So... what do you think Jake will end up with?” Scott asked, looking ver at the pudgy pink pony.

“It’s hard to say,” Chrissy said, looking between Jake’s legs. “There haven’t been any signs of changes there yet. His dick hasn’t shrank or anything.”

“Doesn’t it usually wait until one last use?” Andy asked.

“Mine shrank in while I was still stroking myself off,” Scott pointed out with a pout.

“Poor dear,” Andy cooed, stroking her mane.

“Don’t worry about it,” Scott said with a sigh, “What you and I did during your transformation more than made up for it.” Andy hugged her close, rubbing at her stomach. “Heh, look at you, we don’t even know if I’m preggers yet and you’re rubbing me like some proud daddy.”

“What? I can’t hope that you are?” Andy pouted down at her.

“Didn’t say you couldn’t, just reminding you that it isn’t a guarantee,” Scott told her.

“Well I hope that you are.”

“I am too,” Scott admitted, putting her hand over Andy’s. “Though you’ll have to put up with my bitchiness during the pregnancy.”

‘Is it wrong that I hope the baby is between our old selves?” Andy asked, resting her chin on her lover’s head.

“Are you talking personality wise or like… a mix of our pony features and human ones?”

“No I mean, I hope the baby is human, this one at least. Just so something of the old us survives.”

“Considering your dick and balls were still human there’s a chance that could happen,” Scott offered, squeezing her hand. “And… that’s actually a pretty cool thought. Maybe a boy?”

“I’d like that.” Andy smiled, kissing her head.

“Umm… girls, Jake looks like he’s about to cum,” Chrissy interrupted. They all turned, watching in fascination.

“That's it Jakey, let it all out~” Gabe cooed in his ear before nipping on it, his hand moving in a blur. Jake let out a cry, cumming hard, covering Gabe’s hand with his seed “Good boy,” Gabe told him, pulling his hand away from his leaking member and holding it in front of his mouth. “Now clean mah hand up, don't leave a drop on it.” Jake didn’t have to be told twice, cleaning his hand clean. “Yer such an obedient little slut,” Gabe praised, nuzzling him. “Take a look between yer legs, whadda ya see?” Jake slowly gazed downward, unsure of what he’d see. “Well? Yer stud is waitin’ t’hear what yer seein’,” Gabe told him.

“I’m all mare,” Jake giggled, licking his lips.

“That's a good girl,” Gabe praised with an affectionate squeeze. “Fer a second there, Ah was thinkin’ Ah’d have t’punish ya fer not listenin’ properly.”

“That wouldn't have been so bad,” Jake giggled, yawning a little.

“That sounds like the signal for all of us to get some sleep,” Andy offered, watching Jake with a smile.

“Yeah, it is getting late..” Scott yawned, stretching out.

“Jake can take the couch, Gabe and I will be going to my room, “ Chrissy said, folding out the couch.

“And Scott can cuddle up next to me,” Andy chirped, leading the blue pegasus into her room and closing the door behind them.

“Good night guys,” Jake called, climbing into the newly opened bed.