Allison, living at her families ranch and attending a private high-school.
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School over, Allison arrives at her families two-story home, her blue truck, full-sized, extended cab, pulling into the driveway. The 5'8” brown-haired, blue eyed, attractive young woman steps down from the driver seat, brushing her long black hair back over her shoulders to get inside and ditch her backpack in her room.

She's attractive, a narrow waist, wide hips, a full, shapely rear, and good looking C-cup breasts, wearing a short blouse over her tanned bronze skin, jeans, and sneakers. At school she avoids the social power plays of the jocks and cheerleaders, preferring the band and the acting club.

As Allison walks through the front door, her mother, Jane, calls out from the living room, “Allison, you have a package on the hallway cabinet.” “Hey, thanks, mom” Allison calls back, picking up the package. She frowns at the oddly labeled box, “Why did I get a remote?”

With a shrug, she lowers the package. “I'm going to be in my room, Mom!” She says as she walks to the stairs, looking in the living room to see her mother wearing her work clothes and watching the TV. Despite their difference in age, Jane is in great shape, a little bustier than her daughter and on a rare occasion, had been mistaken for Allison's older sister, which she always enjoyed when it happened. Jane gave her a smile and a nod, “Alright, although your father's been fixing that front gate on the stables. It would be nice if you said hi to him before dinner.”

Allison rolls her eyes, but smiles as she says, “Alright. I might go out and tell him he's done another “amazing” job.”

In her room, Allison sets her backpack down on her desk along with the box containing the universal remote. She opens the box, “So what are you?” She asks as she picks up the instruction manual.

She decides to use the remote outside.
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Feeling heady with the power in her hand, Allison walks out of the house without so much as a word to her mother as she goes to the stables. Her father, John, is there in a shirt and overalls, hoof pick in hand as he checks the hooves of one of their mares, Misty. At 6'2”, blond haired and blue-eyed, he could probably model for a construction equipment ad. He smiles as he sees his daughter.

“Hey, Allie, I fixed up the fence so it doesn't drag along the ground,” he says happily as she smiles at him. “It took you three days to get to that, daddy. You're getting slow.” He snorts at this, “I'm not old. You know Old Charger twisted his foot and took some extra care to make sure he didn't need to see the vet.”

Allison just grins at him, “Of course, dad. It's Chargers fault.” She says as she looks at the Stallion standing in his pen, idly staring at them. Still grinning, Allison points the remote at the horses in the barn and saves them to its memory, like the manual said she could.

Feeling giddy, Allison decides to use the remote on her mother.
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Thoughts tumble through Allison's head about the impossible and powerful device she now has, “I... this thing turns the world into a toy...” She mutters to herself, walking through the front door and to the living room, finding her mother done with her show and reading a book, although she'll be cooking dinner soon as “Misty” will be finishing up with the... other(?) horses.

“Misty was proud as ever about fixing something, mom.” She says, making her mother smile, “Of course. That was nice of you. You know she loves a little praise for her work and she does work hard,” Jane says as Allison points the remote at her, her mother seeming to not notice the action either.

Allison excuses herself and after dinner, goes to her room.
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After waiting all the rest of the day to be able to hide in her room and play around with the remote in private, Allison finally closes the door behind her as she looks around the room. “Damn, that was strange.” She says, having sat through dinner with her two parents as sexy horse-women. They both had more energy and there was a definite sexual energy between them that made her a little uncomfortable, but it was fascinating as well. It also peaked her curiosity on something.

The cock is amazing and Allison decides to keep it.
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After the brief cleanup, Allison looks down at her panties, modified a bit to hold her sizable equipment snugly, but comfortably, although they bulge impressively. She rubs her hand across her sizable sack with a giddy grin, “Ohhh, I think I'll keep you awhile longer. That was fun.” She glances at the clock, getting close to ten, but she has time for a shower. She throws on her robe and scurries out into the hallway to get to the shower.

Moving Along: The next day at school.
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Allison wakes up smiling, pursing her lips at the memory of the strange day yesterday. Tinged with nervousness and not looking down, she slides her hand to her groin, shivering as she feels her hand run across her balls, and then her sheath. “It wasn't a dream. I... this is going to be an amazing day.” She says, smiling as she gets out of bed.

Her morning is a little strange again, dealing with her parents and getting used to walking while she's packing so much sex between her legs, although there's a kinky thrill to it that keeps her smiling. Before too long, she's out the door, backpack slung over her shoulder as she walks to her truck to get to school, wearing a shirt ,skirt, and shoes, having found very little in the way of pants in her new wardrobe.

She swaps their relationship with Terry.
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After a couple of clicks, Allison smiles as Terra walks over to her and kisses her cheek with a smile, “Good morning, Allison.” She says as Bryce watches on with envy. Allison licks her lips, kissing back, “Alright. I can't wait to see you after school, Terry.”

Allison merges Bryce with her balls.
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Pursing her lips, Allison points the remote at Bryce and clicks the merge button. Allison goes flush as she turns the remote towards herself and clicks the merge button again.

Allison gasps as Bryce disappears and her body changes, her balls swelling and gaining a couple of new absurd features as her skirt splits down the front, making her sheath and her sack, with its new blue eyes and pretty mouth set near the top, visible to the world.

Shivering again, Allison slides her hand down to cup her now cantaloupe sized balls, almost gasping when Bryce's feminine voice coo's out at the touch. “H-how are you doing, Bryce?” she asks, flushing crimson. “Mhmm, good, Allison. I can feel myself filling up again.” She says happily.

Feeling very strange, Allison mutters “Don't want to be late for class,” to cover her shock and interest in the strange situation she's put herself and Bryce into.

Allison plays around with the remote
by Ordos Tsceri
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Allison was never big on math. She was passing the class, but the lecture never really held her attention. Fortunately, the teacher, Mrs. Jackson, had a rather relaxed approach to class. A number of students were fiddling with phones under their desks, and on most days, Mrs. Jackson didn't bother to make a fuss about them, so long as they didn't make a show of it.

This, of course, meant Allison could play with her special little remote with impunity.

From her seat near the rear of the class she had a great view of almost all of her classmates.

Julie and Emma were sitting directly in front of her. The two had always been close; in grade school they were always slipping each other notes, and nowadays they spent most of their time texting each other. They were nice enough, but there always rumors that the two were more than just friends. Allison decided to make sure those rumors were true.

She fiddled with the remote, scanning the brown eyed, dark-haired Julie and then targeting the athletic blonde Emma. She scrolled through fusion options before settling on full body conjoinment.

Julie vanished, leaving the seat empty and vacant. Beside it, though, a pair of giggles drew the attention of Allison and the entire class.

"Julie, Emma!" Mrs. Jackson chided, "what is so funny?"

The two stood up. They shared a single body now, the limbs with Emma's toned athleticism but with Julie's more feminine curves. Allison could see that their T-shirt covered four breasts, Julie's larger D-cups on top and Emma's pert C-cups below. Their heads were side to side, brushing against each other, side by side, their hair woven together so it formed one long blonde-and-brown braid that reached past their shoulders.

"Sorry, Miss," Emma began, "Julie just got one of those thoughts and... well, it turned her on, and then I got turned on..." she didn't finish the sentence, as Julie turned her head and licked Emma, nibbling at her cheek and sending the girl into a fit of giggles, their arms coming to cup their shared breasts.

The teacher sighed, "Do you two need to use the restroom?"

The conjoined pair nodded and then darted away from their desk. Julie said, "oh, wait!" and Emma looked at her for a second, before bringing a hand up to her forehead and saying, "oh, of course!" The two walked back to their seat and opened their backpack, taking a pink vibrator from one of the pockets. Julie licked her lips while Emma's cheeks reddened with embarrassment as the two darted back out the door.

Mrs. Jackson sighed. "Kids don't realize the hassles that come with conjoinment. It's all, 'oh, we'll always be together' and 'sharing two vaginas will be awesome!'. They never realize how easy it is for a pair of teenage heads to get each other hot and bothered." She shook her head with practiced fatigue and went back to the chalkboard.

Get to the bathroom, her cock and Bryce becoming too hard to ignore.
by pillas
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Allison was enjoying watching Amy. Her chin rested on the edge of her cleavage while she studied the board with intensity. Amy still retained her love of knowledge and schoolwork even in her current big breasted no armed form. Allison's newly attained horse appendage seemed to come with it's own set of interests as she felt her sheath twitch and grow warm just from the sight of Amy's calves leading down to her slender hooves and the hypnotic sway of Amy's tail.

Allison couldn't help herself, the sight of Amy's legs and tail were overpowering her mind and she decided to use the remote one last time on Amy to complete the image. Quickly twerking a few settings, she aimed and pointed at Amy's armless form and pressed enter. When the remote was finished the change was very noticeable.

Amy's entire ass had been enlarged to size that would make any mare jealous, while still retaining her normal skin, filled with soft firm supple flesh. Much like the adaptation that allowed Bryce to see from her crotch regardless of the lewdness, Amy's entire bottom wardrobe had vanished completely. Amy's only clothing now included only a very stressed bra and a tight fitting but stretchy sweater that showed off nearly a foot of cleavage. Everything from Amy's navel down was completely bare to the world. Her lower half was a perfect mix of equine and human, her waist and hips now centered towards her rear with her pussy now father back giving Allison a perfect view of her enlarged hybrid pussy with it's large diamond shaped clit.

Amy's new body spoke to Allison in a way she never felt before, and she could vaguely smell the scent of feminine horse musk that wafted from her winking sex, her tail raised in readiness signalling her current mood. Allison wondered what it would feel like to have sex in her current form, having become curious last night and still horny from hearing the whinny and bestial grunts from her parents room.

"Ooooh....Ally...I'm feeling...soooooooo tight" Allison was interrupted from her day dreams from a voice below her. Feeling her groin twitch oddly along with it. She stared down into the eyes situated above her leathery testicles. Bryce's blue eyes we're held tight with concentration and her supple red lips clashed with the mottled brown and wrinkly skin of her balls oddly as they pursed in what seemed like pleasure and a little bit of pain. Allison had completely neglected the fact the her testicles were now sentient. Bryce seemed to be having a bit of trouble however, she could feel her chewing on her lips and how she clenched her eyes tightly. Not wanting to make a scene she whispered.

"Are you okay Bryce" Allison asked lowly to her balls, not even blinking at the fact that she was addressing a body part let alone a part she shouldn't even have or even the same species of. Bryce opened one blue orb and spoke to Allison.

"Not really Ally. I can only hold so much of our cum before I get backed up and right now you're producing nearly a gallon full and still going...I don't know what set you off but if we don't take care of it soon I'm going to start drooling and then I wont be able to hold off your erection any longer" Bryce explained while having a look of intense concentration on her....face? features. Allison took a moment to think about Bryce's words before being further interrupted as suddenly Bryce took action.

"Teacher! Can me and Ally please be excused to go to the bathroom!?" Bryce shouted loudly, bringing all the attention of the classroom to her exposed equine genitals. Allison froze with shock and blushed profusely as she had no control of her testicles from getting the teachers attention. A few students ignored her while the rest of the classes gaze centered on her crotch. The teacher barely even looked over her shoulder from the board as she addressed Bryce.

"You know you don't need my permission, Bryce, I know very well about your condition...excuse yourself quietly next time. I don't need you to interrupt the class every time you feel too full. I'm glad you and Allison have such a deep relationship, I'm just glad I don't have to deal with the mess and the smell anymore" Mrs. Jackson stated nonchalantly, while going back to the board. The rest of the class following suit, leaving Allison to question her sanity.

"Alright Ally, you heard the teach, lets go before I start drooling everywhere" Bryce exclaimed. Allison just stared at her balls and nodded numbly before getting from her seat and gingerly making her way out to the hallway. When she was alone in the hallway she decided to question her testicles on the current reality.

"Hey Bryce, what did the teacher mean about my condition and the...mess?" Allison asked. Bryce just groaned from the feeling of tightness at the back of her eyeballs and sighed.

"Did you honestly forget? I guess since I came along it's been a while since you've ever had that problem anymore but...It's not really that hard to miss how you would always get random erections in class and cum every single time whenever and however. Sure the school got used to it, but I always saw how miserable and embarrassed it made you feel. And...well I've always admired you from afar...when I heard about what your parents did to make you feel better about your condition I decided one day...I had to...I loved you Ally, I couldn't stand the sight of you suffering and I wouldn't regret the procedure for the world...now I can hold back the flow for you and let you live your life and be as close and intimate you in a way I've always dreamed of. I've never been happier and the feeling I get when I feel your sperm flowing through my body is unbelievable...Your pleasure is now my life's goal and It's a dream come true.....now...enough with the backstory lets get to the girls room before I start to stretch!" Byrce gushed proudly while Allison stood outside the girls restroom.

Allison just reeled with the new knowledge of this reality, apparently she used to have a really problematic premature ejaculation issue and Bryce had a crush on her to the point where she elected to become her balls to help her overcome it. Allison's cheeks grew red as she considered her friends feelings, it was probably the strangest however most heartfelt and thoughtful gestures she's ever heard of.

"Come on Ally! I'm already frothing at the mouth here!" Bryce cried urgently. Allison glanced down at the face on on her sack, and saw dribbles of clear pearly fluid at each end of the pursed lips, trying desperately to hold back the flow. Allison wondered why with her growing balls she never really felt her cock even so much as twitch but decided that taking care of Bryce took precedence. She hastily ran into an empty stall sat down on a toilet lid. She cradled her heavy balls in her hand and looked into it's eyes which seemed to nod in silent approval.

All of sudden like her body had just been jumpstarted an intense heat burned in her loins, she could feel the cum churning through the bulging veins on her shaft and her mighty stallionhood flared to life with a vengeance. Allison began to pant and squirm as she felt herself growing harder with every passing second, as if her entire cock was under water one moment and finally reached the surface to breath. Her cock inflating at an alarming pace, as it reached past her navel in less then four seconds and was at her cleavage in the sixth. Her balls moaned in unison with her own.

"Oh...thank god...I couldn't hold it anymore Ally. You gotta take care of yourself more often, I cant do all the work ya'know" Her testicles laughed while Allison was growing delirious with lust, using both hands to jerk off her horse prick. Without even thinking she used one hand and started to fondle Bryce, much to her enjoyment, closing her eyes and licking her fingers with sticky pre-cum saliva. Allison panted and moaned wantonly, her balls making cooing sounds as she was fondled and her sperm production went into overdrive.

Allison hands grew slick with sweat and pre-cum from Bryce's lips using it as warm lubricant in her frenzied masturbation. Bryce let out a high pitched gasp as Allison tensed her groin, her testicles drawing tight against her sheath and Bryce biting her lips in bliss.

"Ugh!...OH GOD...DAMNIT...YOU FORGOOOOOOT TO AIM FOR THE TOOIIIILLET!!!" Bryce screamed as Allison moaned low and exploded over the closed bathroom door, her hand never ceasing it's jerking motions. Bryce's moans and screams being muffled by Allisons other hand as they frantically mashed and molded her in her palm. Her cum splattered on the underside of the door in thick ropey jets, each as thick as tube of toothpaste and nearly as long. Allison whined in intense pleasure and frustration as her orgasm seemed to go on for ages, cumming nonstop until she had successfully blown the full load of her testicles. Bryce lost to the world as she experienced the unique sensation of being emptied slowly. Allison could feel the last of her orgasm abating, and tapering off, as her orgasm sputtered to small infrequent jets and ceasing after a full five minutes of cumming. The entire back end of the door was covered in her horse cum, and the smell was overwhelming as nearly a gallon gathered on the floor below it. The scent was earthy and salty and reeked of raw animal sex that sent her reeling almost to another erection before her prick suddenly grew flaccid.

"Ohhhhhh...not right now Ally....I need time...to...recoverrrrr" Bryce said slowly and leading off into a sleepy snore. She could feel her testicles settling down to a normal level as Bryce slept having been fully exhausted and tapering her further arousal.

Allison relaxed back into the toilet rest, deciding that after the experience she had with Bryce that she was keeping her there. The only issue she had now was what to do with the gallons of horse jizz covering nearly every inch of the bathroom stall.

Use a Template from the Biology Room.
by Ordos Tsceri
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Class was mostly over by the time Allison returned, but she was far too excited about some of the possibilities to stop now.

She noted Cynthia sitting in the desk to her left, looking as bored Allison usually felt in this class. Cynthia was a gorgeous, full lips, high cheekbones, big breasts, long blonde hair, she could have been a cheerleader easily if she was at all athletic (that, and she tended a bit towards the curvy, with wide hips and a fair bit of softness about her, likely related to the absence of athleticism). Indeed, the big thing Allison remembered about her interactions with Cynthia was just how... uninvolved the girl was. She only seemed animate in the arms of her boyfriend, but she seemed to go through those at a rate of about one per month. Aside from that, getting her involved in anything always seemed like too much hassle... which was fine until last semester when Allison was stuck with her for a big group project.

Allison knew just the subject to merge her with. But first, she decided to do some alterations before the big changes.

First, Allison scanned Cynthia with the remote. She selected the girl's boobs and copied them, adding four additional rows of impressive tits below the the originals. Cynthia now wore a very loose shirt, almost a smock, that barely covered ten boobs that stretched from her chest to her hips. Next, Allison targeted her vagina and began to expand it. Cynthia adjusted her posture, shifting her legs apart as her twat grew, filling her insides with sensitive flesh while stretching her labial lips up to her belly-button. Cynthia closed her eyes, rubbing her legs together and softly moaning with the vaguely audible 'squish' noise and Mrs. Jackson cast an unamused look at her direction.

Lastly, Allison drew up a file from the biology lab and selected merge. She breathed in quickly, shocked by the sudden transformation and strange creature before her.

Oddly enough, the first thing Allison noticed was that Cynthia no longer had long golden hair. She was bald and, more than that, completely hairless. Her head tapered and swept back just a bit on the far side of her skull, giving it a cute, feminine look, reminiscent of some short haircuts. It seemed a silly thing to notice first, given that Cynthia was now completely naked and green now. Her skin glistened a soft green, with darker dappling towards her back and much paler coloration to the front, along her stomach and breasts (though her wide nipples were the same dark green as her lips). She had no arms, or indeed any legs. Rather, her body continued from her ass, swelling outward in an exaggeration of her shapely curves and tapering into a long, largely formless tail. The topside was smooth, but the other side revealed the folds of her glistening, largely expanded vagina, that ran along almost the entirety of this structure, her smooth outer labia rippling with musculature. A pair of smooth feelers on stalks growing from her forehead completed the image.

Cynthia the slug-girl was glistening in a faint coat of liquid (slime?), all soft curves and feminine squishiness. Her ten breasts bobbled obscenely as she squirmed in her seat, coating the the base-board in a layer of sticky, clear slime as she slipped to the ground. "Mrs. Jackson," she said, eying the clock, "I have to get going now, or I'll be late for my second my period." She landed on the floor, her slug-like lower body (and vagina) on the floor, as well as her lower two pairs of breasts, the rest of her upper body lifted up at an angle. Her clitoris was just barely visible through her cleavage as she began to move across the ground, leaving a gleaming trail of slime in her wake.

Mrs. Jackson sighed, "Honestly, Cynthia, if you're going to be a slug-girl you have to keep track of time! You should have left five minutes ago. Just because you're a mollusc now doesn't mean you don't have to pay attention! Honestly, I wonder why you even did this in the first place."

Allison didn't, though. She saw the look on Cynthia's face, the telltale twinkle in her eyes as she moved on her vaginal muscles across the floor. The looks her naked and shapely bum and boobs were getting couldn't have hurt either, and she was pretty certain Cynthia winked at a few faces as she passed. She wasn't moving as fast as a normal person could walk, but she was making better progress than a normal snail. She was out of the classroom in just under a minute, her trail already evaporating away into nothingness.

Allison can't bring herself to leave after Mrs. Jackson's offer.
by pillas
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Allison watched as the rest of the students hurriedly rushed passed her to the class exit, most of the male students looking away nervously as they shuffled quickly away while the females just blushed and quickened their pace. Soon the only people left in class were Amy who just smiled and sat patiently in her desk, Allison herself and Bryce if you counted her snoozing balls. The only other occupant being Katherine Jones who was nervously packing up her notes and many books into her book bag as fast as she could. Katherine was a petite shy and nerdy girl much like Amy was before, and was Amy's dedicated study partner. Katherine and Amy were still study partners but Katherine also served as a personal caretaker of sorts for Amy, Katherine didn't mind taking extra notes for her armless friend really and she enjoyed tutoring and discussing homework and the latest sci-fi book with her. While Katherine always rebuffed Amy's daily sexual advances on her shy friend Katherine remained a dedicated friend to the girl who's body was comprised mostly of tits and ass.

Amy was content to stay and entertain Mrs. Jackson any time, and smiled at the thought of having Katherine stay and watch while she blushed like a red tomato at all the lewd acts they would commit. Amy's nipples threatened to tear holes into her shirt and her exposed hybrid horse cunt drooled with lust. Allison flushed from the heavy scent that Amy was unknowingly leaking, Bryce moaned in her sleep and she could feel her balls beginning to churn in preparation to breed. Allison groaned with lust as she noticed that now that Bryce was asleep her control over her erection had relaxed as well, since she could feel her stallion-hood writhing to life in her sheath as it filled with blood. Allison considered waking up Bryce to help control herself but decided to not even worry about and enjoy the feelings. Allison idly rubbed her sheath as she glanced over the almost empty classroom.

Mrs. Jackson had begun to do a striptease to entice Amy and herself, her six hands working in tandem to create and almost hypnotizing finger dance as she waved them sensually in the air before her. Mrs. Jackson weaved an intricate story with her hands as they worked the clothes off her body, each finger tipped with a deadly claw as she used each digit to caress and worship her own flesh, pricking and tweaking at vital points as they crawled their way across every curve and contour. The pale flesh cascaded dangerously against the hard chitin that oozed down her arms and legs like liquid latex, her finger tips clacking against it's outer shell like the sounds of stiletto heels dancing upon a stage, creating a sexual beat to accompany her motions as she practically molted out of her clothes. Allison and Amy and if she could take her eyes off of Mrs. Jackson's performance would see that the shy Katherine herself had also become a willing prisoner trapped in their teachers deadly dance of lust. The sharp pointed ends of her feet slid across the room like she had been skating upon ice, using her ability to glide twist her hips and knees in sharp delicate motions, her ass never ceasing it's harmonious bobbing as the dangerous curve of the spiders abdomen created an metronome which captured every bounce of her audience's gaze. Mrs. Jackson's smokey half lidded gaze bored drills into their very depths when her red eyes with hourglass pupils fixated on them. Her stare alone could fill them with equal amounts lust and fear, a perfect mix enough to make even the most straightest of women or gayest of men bend to her will becoming her obedient and submissive slaves. When the three girls we're well and properly under her spell she struck, All of her hands raised quickly and violently as high as they possibly could, her clawed fingers glinting in the light as the girls flinched and tensed. Mrs. Jackson's arms raised much like a spider about to strike as with the speed of lighting they dived down at their target like spears. Without even a moments hesitation her target had been pierced by thirty clawed fingers all at once, torn asunder and ripped into ribbons as she violently tore it open in six different directions, savoring in the sensations of the warm liquid beneath it's surface coating the armor of her hands.

Amy, Allison, and Katherine were struck with awe at the complete and total destruction of their teachers red silk panties, using all of her hands to molest and utterly eviscerate the offending fabric with the ease of knives through butter. When the moist fabric had been reduced to mere strips of string and cloth, each of her hand held a former piece of her lingerie and held them up like offerings. Mrs. Jackson sashayed towards them, enjoying the looks of fear and lust that bubbled within their eyeballs. With her upper left hand she brought the ripped piece of her panties to her face and rubbed it along her chin a moment before she curled it around her inhumanely long red tongue and slurping it sensually into her mouth, savoring the flavor of her own watering pussy. She chewed on it with the razor sharp teeth as they ripped it into even more strands of microscopic bits. Katherine just gulped heavily in a bit of fear and more than enough arousal as she watched her teacher eat the scraps of her own underwear, Mrs. Jackson suddenly locked eyes with her and smiled dangerously. Her lower hands inched towards Katherine's frozen face gracefully.

"Would you like some?" Mrs. Jackson inquired with an intense gaze and voice that could make a phone sex operator quit her job in shame. Katherine just stared anxiously at the offered scrap of lingerie with a mix of unease and nervousness. Mrs. Jackson just chuckled haughtily as she chewed and swallowed the fabric from her upper right hand, leaving them free to cup and fondle her own large breasts.

"I make it myself you know, I'm a fashion designer and seamstress on the side you know? I don't discuss it in class but I've been using my own silk for years to create my own brand of clothing and specialty clothes. I bet you didn't even know that the skirt you're wearing was designed by me and is made using my very own silk." Mrs Jackson explained as she studied Katherine and continued.

"I can tell when someone is wearing my clothes, I can smell special scent in my silk and seeing people wearing products of my sex is one of my biggest turn-ons And the best part is that my saliva can break it down and make it edible to me" Mrs. Jackson explained as she took the two pieces from her lower hands and stuffed them into her plump red lips and chewed them into pulp before swallowing. She turned sharply towards Allison who was still frozen with lust and fear and barely even saw her lower pair of hands move as they ripped the skirt directly from her waist, ripping it with her claws to remove it flawlessly from Allison's body without even disturbing Bryce in the slightest. With her middle pair of arms she quickly digest the remaining scraps of her underwear and used all of her free hands to grab a an edge of Allison's former skirt. Ripping it in six different directions at once before balling them up in each hand.

"The best thing about my saliva however is...." Mrs. Jackson grinned before she snapped her face forward and immediately captured Katherine's face in her own, mashing her ruby blood lips against hers in a passionate lip lock, as Mrs. Jackson aggressively probed her lips with her long tongue. When Katherine's will broke against the kiss a deluge of sticky hot saliva poured into her mouth and quickly mixed with her own. The liquid brought an intense hot coolness to her mouth as it replaced her own, like she had just taken a bite of the biggest mint chocolate bar. When Mrs. Jackson felt that Katherine's mouth properly filled she lightly grazed the tips of her teeth against her students lips, drawing a bit of blood and mixing it with a bit of her venom. Pulling away her lips and quickly slipping the wadded up ball of a piece of Allison's horse spunk soaked skirt into Katherine's throbbing mouth. Gingerly placing her fingertips upon the girls lips and silently demanding that she eat. Katherine did so without a moments hesitation as the flood of her teachers saliva broke down the skirt into it's base form into silk again and eagerly swallowing it, when she had barely finished gulping the first piece down she was introduced to another and another until she had swallowed the entirety of Allison's skirt, a sight which left Allison herself with a full throbbing erection, causing Bryce to mumble and moan in her sleep.

Katherine was now and fully hypnotized by her teacher, while Amy panted from behind her prodigious bosom. The tiny drop of venom she had released into her students bloodstream could already be showing it's effects. The shy girls breasts had begun to bloat against her small frame as they swelled from within with the side effects of her venom. She was always fascinated how it worked on people. In men it would cause their balls and penis to swell and temporarily replace their semen with silk. When used on women however it caused their breasts and ass to swell temporarily making them able to lactate silk and even ejaculate l like she did, immensely valuable for her when her own reserves were dry and she ever got in large dress orders. The employees at her shop always eager to become obedient little silk cows.

Allison was in awe at the dramatic effect her merger had caused in her teacher. The creature before her was intensely erotic and sexual on every level, and was heavily predatorial to suit her needs. The effect it had on her was noticeable and no small amount of fear she had could stem the flow of intense raw lust her teacher had caused in her loins. With but a look she could dominate anyone she pleased and Katherine was her latest victim it seemed. Allison could feel herself growing more erect and wondered if she should stay and watch or leave.

Allison wants to take Mrs. Jackson up on her previous offer.
by pillas
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Allison would have swooned at the affectionate display her dangerously sexy teacher was as she snuggled up to Katherine's prone form, however her aching prick was just throbbing with need. The thought of how she had changed her teacher so radically was an even bigger turn on than she imagined, Allison had very surprisingly become addicted to transforming others as a fetish. Allison wanted to know more about Katherine and Mrs. Jackson, just hearing about how they adapted to their new forms was enough to fuel her lust alone.

"What's it like? and how does Katherine feel about your...condition" Allison asked truly curious, while she rubbed the length of her stretched sheath. Mrs. Jackson just opened her eyes as she rubbed Katherine's head affectionately.

"She's very shy of course, another thing I've been tutoring her in. I've always been a very sexual creature by nature and becoming her pussy has literally made me the embodiment of sex... it's a wonderful experience. of course there are some drawbacks." Mrs. Jackson trailed off with a sad look on her face, as she twirled her fingers through Katherine's hair.

"Mr. Jackson grew...distant. He was upset with my pansexual lifestyle. I warned him what life would be like with me, and he enjoyed the threesomes and the hours and hours of sex on a daily basis, however... He grew colder with every passing day and his passion left him and no matter what I offered he just didn't feel the same for me anymore. It was devastating to me... he was the only one who could keep up with me, he was wild and strong and full of vigor... but he changed and I didn't. I still tried to be that girl he met in college that rocked his world every night and he matured into an older man without me. I cant really help it if I don't age as fast...it's just how some people are." Mrs. Jackson said wistfully.

"He filed for divorce nearly a year ago, but I've been hesitant to sign the papers... even after the procedure. It's actually what spurred my decision to help Katherine in the first place. We were both miserable and our new relationship is beneficial to both of us. I can be who I am naturally and give untold pleasure to someone who hasn't ever experienced it before." Mrs. Jackson smiled brightly as she used both pairs of her lower arms to embrace Katherine.

"I love her.....I...don't know when it happened....it might have been even before the procedure...but...she's such a wonderful girl. She's so smart, and thoughtful and kind and she's such a pleasure to tutor, she reminds me of myself when I was younger... I wasn't as shy of course... but she's got a fire burning in her that just needs a little nudge and she could do great things. And now... we're bonded for life, I go where she goes and be her eternal lover, she'll always have a friend in me and I'll... never have to be alone again", At that point Mrs.Jackson had moved Katherine from her seat and was embracing her with all six of her arms, snuggling her face into the crook of her neck, creating a prison of hands that softly caressed the sleeping girls naked body. Allison grunted, her erection was threatening to tear the table from her desk if she didn't alleviate it soon. Bryce had awakened already groggily and licked her lips, finding them already coated in warm sticky pre-cum.

"Ohh.. Allie, you've been naughty", Bryce moaned. Bryce opened her bright blue eyes and could see what exactly had awoken the beast so to say, she smiled from her position on Allison's body. Bryce pursed her lips and spit a bit of her cum on the ground before she whistled to catch their teachers attention. Mrs. Jackson paused in her fondling of her hosts body when she locked eyes with Allison's smiling testes.

"Nice of you to join us Bryce...I can see how nice and full you are today", Mrs. Jackson smiled, showing off her razor sharp teeth. Allison briefly wondered if a ball sack could blush, but Bryce did a good job of looking bashful.

"Yes well, who's fault is that exactly?... Someone is going to have to take responsibility for this", Allison's balls flirted with her teacher all the while she was mumbling obscenities from the sensations in her sack.

"Well then I guess we'll have to volunteer....right dear?...you can stop pretending to sleep darling" The girl in question slowly picked her head up from her teachers shoulder and snuggled closer into her embrace as she mumbled words into her teachers ear.

"Don't be so shy dear... I told you the day I became a part of you... I am yours and you are mine" The pair embraced for a long moment while Bryce looked on with a salty tear of pre-cum in dripping down her eye. They soon relaxed and broke from each other, Mrs. Jackson led Katherine to the front desk and had her lay down on it with here legs spread. Katherine had an eager look in her eye mixed with anticipation and a bit of fear. Mrs. Jackson just leaned down and passionately kissed her on her lips, her long tongue dancing in her students mouth. Breaking the lip lock caused Kathrine to twitch and moan loudly. The teacher just smirked as she licked her lips, liquid began to drip from her pores in literal waves as she sashayed towards Amy and Allison.

"She's probably the only girl right now who's own pussy seduces her, It turns me on as much as it does her", Mrs. Jackson smirked as she glided towards Amy and helped her squirming student out of her seat. Amy who's pussy had literally drenched the entirety of her seat and the floor below it used her powerful legs and thighs to create an open area for them by hip bumping the other chairs and desks away. Allison watched Amy's gorgeous ass cheeks bounce and jiggle with glee. Mrs Jackson had cleared a sizable area in the middle of the classroom while Katherine squirmed with her every movement on the teachers desk. When they were done Mrs. Jackson beckoned to Allison and Bryce and released herself from the confines of her desk much to Bryce's delight.

Mrs. Jackson had slipped off Amy's sweater and had already chewed and digested her bra which Amy herself was munching on delightfully as well. Amy's breasts were an amazing sight, each of them the size and diameter of a beach ball only more teardrop shaped. The nipples were the size of door knobs and her aureola puffed up like pink domes. Allison's prick pulsed as she stared, wanting to lose herself in Amy's immense cleavage. Mrs. Jackson had Amy bend over at her waist exposing her mixed cunt to the air, sending Allison's head whirling and her stallionhood to leak like a faucet nearly drowning Bryce as she sputtered from the flow dripping overhead. When Amy was bent all the way to the point she was balanced on the tops of her breasts about even level with her bent waist, Mrs. Jackson wagged her fingers to approach. Allison walked bow legged toward her and was surprised when the six armed arachnid woman latched on to her ass, her thighs and then cupped her balls in both hands and began an intense makeout session with Bryce.

Allison eyes nearly fell out of her sockets as she felt her teachers long tongue practically probing the insides of her testicles as Bryce and Mrs Jackson practically mauled each other with their lips. If Bryce was face was her ball sack, then her testicles were basically Bryce's tonsils and the feeling of a tongue caressing the insides of her cum factories caused them to go into overdrive. Their Kiss was staggered by Bryce coughing up large amounts of frothing hot pre-cum that Mrs. Jackson eagerly swallowed as fast as she was able. Allison twitched with unknown pleasure as the teacher tongued her balls, not even noticing the intense glint in her teachers eyes when with a fluid motion bit down slightly on Bryce's full dripping lips, releasing a touch of venom into her blood stream. Bryce felt the prick and knowing what Mrs. Jackson's venom was capable of had her eyes widen, her mouth pursed in surprise as large globs of fluid dripped profusely from her lips.

"NO...YOU CAAAAMMMPPPPFFFFUMMM ---" Bryce moaned before the cum overflowed her lips and she her cheeks(?) began to inflate doing her best to imitate a chipmunk as the venom went to work as the buildup of semen had been converted into spiders silk and bloated her to the point of an overripe water melon. Allison's eyes had nearly reached the back of her head as she felt her horse cock and her balls grow to insane lengths. With ease Mrs. Jackson guided her towards Amy and using all six of her hands strength managed to bend Allison's growing prick enough to line it up with her pussy. She slowly glided it in, each passing inch being caressed by six delicately handled pair of hands, stretching the spider woman's cunt with ease as she stretched to accommodate. Inch by inch was slowly digested by her teachers silken pussy and still Allison's prick grew ever more and Bryce was inflating. Allison didn't even have the coherency to wonder at the sight of her cock bulging beneath the skin of her teachers breasts as it reached her neck and stretched through Mrs. Jackson's esophagus. When the bulge continued her teachers lips opened wider than ever before as the flat tip of Allison's prick parted them from the inside, when the growth finally stemmed Allison had completely pierced Mrs. Jackson's entire body with her cock leaving a good eight inches of cock protruding from her lips. With Mrs. Jackson fully spit roasted on her might horse cock she used all of her many hands to latch on to Amy's giant ass and plunged her face into her students dripping sex.

Allison and Bryce couldn't contain themselves as one they began to pump and grind against the armless mares behind using her teachers entire body as a cocksleeve. Katherine writhed and panted as she felt herself being fucked in more ways than imaginable from Mrs. Jackson, every throbbing vein of Allison's meaty cock plunged into her teachers body in her own. Soon all five women in the room were reduced to mindless moaning zombies as all were fucked to oblivion simultaneously.

Current End

Allison makes a change inspired by Kat's pussy.
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Shivering a little, clicks the remote, wanting to do more with the remote sensations she's discovered. She gasps out as she suddenly feels a pussy again, hot, wet, and begging to be penetrated. Amy's pussy. Allison licks her lips as Amy moans out, “O-ohhh, Allison.” She cries in a begging tone. Not only is her pussy needing a cock in it, she can feel Allison's cock just like Allison can feel her pussy. “Ohhh, yes. Sorry Amy.” Allison says, taking a few quick steps to the horny and desperate girl.