I was a little bored, so I decited to write something. Please tell me what you all think, this is the very first time I have done something like this.

Enjoy!

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Late Night at the Alchemy Lab

By Lily Bunny

Martha was in full panic mode. Being an alchemist in training, she was well aware of the risks involved, but her love of transformation kept those fears at bay. The idea of changing others by her own hand was the thing that kept her going. Doing all night study sessions, throwing away her social life to pore over texts, and handling extremely dangerous and transformative materials weren’t enough to keep her away from her….somewhat kinky goals in life. Watching a friend of her’s willingly transform herself right before her eyes was one of the biggest sexual thrills she had ever experienced in her life, and from then on she wanted to dedicate her life to reliving that moment again and again by her own hand.

Now, however, she was regretting her life choices. It would only take one small slip up, a latex glove with a small hole in it, sloshing a beaker….or in Martha’s case, having an entire shelf of finished alchemical tonics, potions, and solutions crash down over her to ruin one’s own life forever. She knew she should have complained to the professor more about that old rickety shelf, maybe she should have used a step stool instead of thinking she could reach the component she needed, but now was not the time for blame. The lab was equipped with an emergency chemical shower for situations like this, maybe just maybe if she was fast enough she could salvage this horrible accident.

Martha threw off the thick, almost cartoonishly huge glasses from her face, and was riping off articals of clothing as fast as humanly possible. Martha knew she wasn’t a very appealing woman, not that she was unattractive, not at all. She was actually kind of cute in her own bookish sort of way, but she was not the kind of girl who would turn heads. At nearly five and a half feet tall, somewhat narrow hips and a nearly flat chest, she wasn’t going to wow any guy or girl with her looks. She did have a cute face, with an upturned little nose, a set of cute pouty lips, bright blue eyes and long wavy brown hair that reached the middle of her back, she had some features that she was proud enough of. It was true she had some interest in changing herself one day maybe, but not today, and certainly not like this.

She started up the shower and jumped in, letting out a tiny cry of pain at the steaming hot water. She knew it was necessary to bare the pain, so she gritted her teeth and grabbed the specialty cleaning solution needed for cleaning off hazardous materials. The stuff smelled awful, a heavy industrial and sterol odor, a far cry from the scented soaps and bodywashes she was used to. She scrubbed and washed and kept herself under the too hot water, trying to get every inch of the cleaning solution over her body as possible. She kept this up for over fifteen minutes. Her heart had been racing the whole time when finally she felt like she would take off a lair of skin if she kept going. She let out a heavy shaky sigh of relief, feeling emotionally spent. Her skin prickled and tingled with her efforts of her scrubbing.

That was about the time when she felt the tingle in her skin grow and felt it seap into her, all the way to her core. Her heavy breathing of panic returned, knowing that her efforts to stop the inevitable from happening failed. The sensations turned from tingles, to pinpricks, to burning…..then…to something a lot less uncomfortable. A low heat of pleasure surged up through her body, causing Martha to let out a shuddering gasp.

“M-my butt…something….” these were the first words she had spoken since this whole thing started. It was true though, a strong pressure built up in her backside. It felt so horribly, yet deliciously tight and full and something was going to happen.

“Ugh! Fuck yeah!!”

A loud squelching pop and rip could be heard as something broke free from just above her tailbone. It felt so amazing, such a rush of excitement and pleasure. Martha looked behind and let out a soft cry of shock as she looked at the nearly five foot long appendage that had burst out of her. Thicker than one of her legs and tipped with the unmistakable shape of a cockhead, Martha watched as her new prehensile cock-like-tail waved about behind her, seeming, at least at the moment of its own accord. She didn’t have time to admire her new addition when she felt a strong pressure build in her belly, just below her navel. She rubbed at the offending area and let out a soft groan of dismay. However that was soon replaced with a groan of pleasure as she felt a part of her belly bludge out and grow in size. Martha could already feel what was happening down there, she could feel the long teats of an udder growing in and….gods it was getting huge. The thing was sticking out nearly a foot and a half from her, with teats the size of her middle fingers and it was still growing. That was about the time she felt her pussy catch fire. The room echoed with her squeals of delight as her pussy began to change in some way. She reached her hand down and was shocked to have the damn thing go almost completely in. Her pussy was stretching wider her clit throbbing upwards in size as her labia lips creeped downward, till she could feel them touching the sides of her knees. She could feel her pussy stretch up to the back of her still growing udder and all the way back past her asshole, feeling like her growing cunt had absorbed the damn thing.

She couldn’t help but pump her fist and arm in and out of her overgrown love tunnel, when she felt something happening to her hand. She pulled out her hand and got a horrible shock. Her human hands were gone, placed with a tiny hoof like that of a dear. She looked over at her other hand and saw the same thing. That was when she felt like she was going to topple over. All at once she couldn’t hold herself up right. Her feet forced themselves up onto their balls, her back arched awkwardly and her front felt so heavy. She fell forward, as she heard loud cracks and pops echo throughout her body, she felt a little thrill up her spine, the resulting changes getting her very worked up. That was when she realized she was on all fours. Not like how a person would be on their hands and knees but like how an animal would stand, her new hoof hands propping herself up comfortably. She looked back to confirm that indeed her feet had met the same fate as her hands, being turned into delicate little hooves. She also noticed that her udder hung very dangerously low towards the ground, the teats barely kissed the floor.  Martha didn’t know what to think at this point. She couldn’t grasp the concept that she may never walk on two legs again. She was now between some thin red line of being human and an animal, a thought that….honestly made her blush. Did she always have thoughts like this? It was about that time that her head started to throb, that same unsettling pleasure that came along side each of her changes, but this one felt like it was about to hit a crescendo. She felt her beautiful long hair fall out as the top of her skull bulged and flared out. Though she could not see it, the top of her head and the tip of her tail now seemed to have a lot in common now, the new cockhead tip that adorned the top of her head burned with pleasure. It was then that Martha had hit a breaking point, her cocktail, monstrous pussy and the top of her head all exploded at once in a thunderous orgasm, sending various sexual fluids all over the shower and the surrounding areas. Martha’s head slumped and gasped heavily for air, her ordeal finally over.

“H-hey! What’s going on in here?” a voice called out. A rather shabby looking middle aged man rounded the corner, wearing a standerd issue custodian’s work uniform. The man looked towards the back of the lab and let out a loud gasp seeing the sentient sex beast that Martha had become.

“C-can you please call Professor Lander, I-I had a bit of an accident.”