{"id":849,"date":"2022-10-02T09:48:21","date_gmt":"2022-10-02T16:48:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=849"},"modified":"2022-10-02T09:48:21","modified_gmt":"2022-10-02T16:48:21","slug":"riding-the-bull","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=849","title":{"rendered":"Riding The Bull"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>A work event goes horribly, horribly&#8230; right? when coworkers take on a more bovine appearance<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<br \/>\nOver 100 of my as yet unreleased stories can be found on my Patreon at: https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/markgraham<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia glanced up and then groaned, pinching her the bridge of her nose as Kinsley and Naomi stopped by the wall of her cubicle.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You&#8217;re coming, right?&#8221; Kinsley asked.\u00a0 She was dressed in clothes that clearly broke even the relaxed &#8216;casual Friday&#8217; work rules.\u00a0 Her bluejeans had holes in them and her dirty blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail over a white t-shirt with an obscure metal band on the front.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Yeah, she&#8217;s coming,&#8221; Naomi said, tapping her fingers on the metal covering that lined the top of the cubicle.\u00a0 Despite her certainty, she eyed Amelia like a wolf hunting its prey, waiting for it to break and run.\u00a0 Her own bluejeans were acid-washed in a throwback to decades past but in one piece.\u00a0 She wore a long-sleeved top that opened to show the edge of her lacey bra.\u00a0 Her pale, lilting eyes were fierce but friendly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia was certain Naomi knew her bra showed.\u00a0 She pushed her small, rectangular glasses up her nose to look at her coworkers before glancing back at her spreadsheet.\u00a0 Her dark fingers caressed her keyboard as if eager to return to work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I really don&#8217;t-&#8221; she tried to say, brushing a black curl away from her eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It&#8217;s Tyler&#8217;s going away party, Amelia!&#8221; Kinsley nearly shouted.\u00a0 &#8220;Come on!\u00a0 Alana rented a bar for all of us.\u00a0 A private little party.\u00a0 Just for us.\u00a0 Alcohol-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Naomi nudged her friend.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Well, you don&#8217;t have to drink,&#8221; Kinsley amended.\u00a0 &#8220;But there&#8217;s food and you can get a soda or water or whatever you want.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It&#8217;d mean a lot to Tyler,&#8221; Naomi butted in.\u00a0 &#8220;And just all of us.\u00a0 Come on, I know you don&#8217;t like going out with us but we&#8217;re a small company and it&#8217;s important to show we&#8217;re all one tiny, overworked family.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Pleaaa-ase,&#8221; Kinsley said in sing-song.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The party was a surprise, especially with Alana footing the bill.\u00a0 They <\/span><b><i>were<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> a small company and highly specialized.\u00a0 Their non-disclosure documents took a week to read through and Amelia was shocked that they were letting Tyler go so easily.\u00a0 Especially since he seemed headed for a company that was tangentially in a related industry.\u00a0 However, they&#8217;d finished their first major contract and Tyler was eager to be elsewhere.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What was strange was that, despite her coworker&#8217;s begging, she hadn&#8217;t received an invitation to the party.\u00a0 She&#8217;d been both relieved and hurt to learn of it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was nothing waiting for her at home.\u00a0 And she liked that.\u00a0 Yet what the two women said was true; cohesion was important.\u00a0 She knew that if she didn&#8217;t go, there might be resentment and that could slow down her work.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Fine,&#8221; Amelia sighed, pushing her glasses up once more.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Perfect!&#8221; Kinsley smiled.\u00a0 &#8220;We&#8217;re leaving now so don&#8217;t be late!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The two women left, giggling and waving their arms as they talked about their plans and what they were going to do that evening.\u00a0 Amelia blushed as she heard Naomi talk of leaving her bra at home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a heavy sigh, she returned to her spreadsheet to finish massaging the raw output from one of their databases.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The bar was small and the lot was mostly empty as Amelia pulled in.\u00a0 She drove away from the rest of the cars to park in the very corner with her blue Prius.\u00a0 It was a recent purchase &#8211; a splurge for her &#8211; but she loved it.\u00a0 Whenever someone asked, she&#8217;d talk about how good the gas mileage was and how low maintenance it was but, internally, she thought it was <\/span><b><i>extremely<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> cute.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thin red clouds lined the sky as she walked through the parking lot.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A huge, serious man dressed in black slacks and a black t-shirt stared at her as she walked towards the bar.\u00a0 Amelia glanced down at her feet while nervously tucking her hair back.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Badge,&#8221; the man told her when she arrived.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It took a moment of fumbling but she found her company ID and showed it to him.\u00a0 He grunted, stepping sideways while opening the door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Pop country music greeted the young analyst, much to her dismay, but the sight at the center of the bar drew her attention &#8211; a giant mechanical bull.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her coworkers called out to her, raising their glasses, and she clutched her purse while raising her free arm awkwardly to wave back.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Amelia, hey!&#8221; a young bearded man said, breaking away from Naomi and an older man &#8211; Jed, their team leader.\u00a0 &#8220;Hey, I didn&#8217;t think you&#8217;d make it!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Tyler scratched at his red beard as he smiled at Amelia. She smiled back and then ducked her head before looking back up.\u00a0 The man took a step with his arms out, as if to hug her but she leaned back and he dropped his arms.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Well, they convinced me,&#8221; she told him bluntly. He was a good coworker.\u00a0 Strong with numbers and a team player that never hesitated to give credit when people worked with him.\u00a0 She&#8217;d miss having him as a coworker.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And he was<\/span> <b><i>cute<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">.\u00a0 She blushed and shuffled, praying he wouldn&#8217;t go in for a hug again.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Either way, I&#8217;m glad to see you,&#8221; he told her.\u00a0 &#8220;I&#8217;m going to finish up with the others but don&#8217;t leave before I have time to talk, okay?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia nodded and then breathed out, releasing her tension as he walked away.\u00a0 In a way, she would be glad when he was gone.\u00a0 She&#8217;d had a massive crush on him since she&#8217;d seen him and it was strange to her. She&#8217;d never had a crush on <\/span><b><i>anyone<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> before.\u00a0 There were a few boys over the years that she&#8217;d thought were handsome but this was the first time she&#8217;d felt an anxiety inducing attraction just be looking at someone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Still holding her purse tight to her body, she went to the bar.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;What can I get for you?&#8221; the bartender asked.\u00a0 &#8220;Everything&#8217;s free.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, just- just a juice, please,&#8221; Amelia told him.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She rested her arms on the pitted bar with her hands together while staring at the lacquered wood and the contrast against her ebony arms.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Here you go, sweetheart,&#8221; the bartender said, setting down a glass of orange juice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Crimson swirls floated in the glass but, when she sipped at it, she was pleased at the sweetness of the punch in comparison to the base acidicness of the orange juice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m gonna do it!&#8221; Naomi shouted from across the room.\u00a0 The two with her &#8211; Naomi, having moved from Jed and Tyler, and Douglas cheered her on.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The girl still wore the same ripped jeans and t-shirt as she walked to the mechanical bull.\u00a0 Amelia took another sip of her drink, a longer pull this time as it warmed her belly, and watched.\u00a0 Naomi held the leather strap around the bull&#8217;s &#8220;neck&#8221; and tried to swing her leg up, laughing at herself when she failed.\u00a0 She hopped and swung her leg until she was on and gestured for it to start.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her ride was short-lived.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It started well, slowly rocking back and forth while Naomi made exaggerated riding motions that made Amelia blush.\u00a0 She drank deeply from her glass and was surprised to see it already half empty.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The bull picked up speed and, after a few close calls, Naomi slid off in a fit of giggles.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia hid her shy smile behind her hand but a chuckle escaped.\u00a0 The bartender filled her empty glass unasked and she took a small sip as her coworker hobbled over to her group.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, Amelia,&#8221; a mature voice said from the bar.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Turning, the analyst was surprised to see their president.\u00a0 And somehow embarrassed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry-&#8221; Amelia started to say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I didn&#8217;t-&#8221; Alana said at the same time.\u00a0 &#8220;I didn&#8217;t expect you here.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m so sorry,&#8221; Amelia told her, nervously gulping her drink.\u00a0 Alana eyed the glass.\u00a0 &#8220;I wasn&#8217;t going to come but they asked me to and-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No, it&#8217;s okay,&#8221; Alana said with a sigh.\u00a0 &#8220;Maybe even better this way.\u00a0 I&#8217;m sorry.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No, no, <\/span><b><i>I&#8217;m<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> sorry,&#8221; Amelia said.\u00a0 She rested a hand against her chest, surprised at how warm she felt.\u00a0 The room seemed brighter and louder to her.\u00a0 And hot.\u00a0 &#8220;I shouldn&#8217;t have come.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It doesn&#8217;t matter,&#8221; Alana said.\u00a0 &#8220;Just- just enjoy the evening while you can.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The older woman walked over to a corner table.\u00a0 A few eyes followed her but nobody approached.\u00a0 Alana never socialized.\u00a0 She was always severe and maintained strict order when she was around.\u00a0 Even now she wore a blouse and black skirt with her matching black high heels while everyone else had dressed down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Everyone except me,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> Amelia noted, toying with a button on her shirt.\u00a0 The button slipped free and she turned to look for Tyler.\u00a0 Another button came undone before she reached out for her glass.\u00a0 Blood pounded in the tips of her ears.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As she sipped her drink, she reached up to rub her forehead.\u00a0 When a dull pain blossomed in her lower back, she forced herself to sit up straighter, wriggling on her hard, uncomfortable stool as she knocked the glass back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her tongue stretched out, thick and long as it swiped against the inside of the glass to clean every drop of her drink.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jennifer, their senior coder, was taking a turn on the bull.\u00a0 She was far more successful, leaning in and back again with one arm raised as the machine swayed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia watched the girl.\u00a0 Her right hand settled against her thigh and she reached up to absently caress her lower belly.\u00a0 The drink seemed to pool there, heavy and hot and sweat broke out on her brow.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The girl&#8217;s fingers slipped through the gaps between her buttons and she leaned back with a soft moan as she felt taut, smooth skin.\u00a0 She stared at Jennifer&#8217;s curves, eyeing the bulge of her breasts and down to her hips and lower to her bare legs.\u00a0 The edges of her trimmed nails dragged against the sensitive skin of her belly and she jerked, her eyes wide as she felt herself suddenly grow wet.\u00a0 She tensed and felt the muscles within her pussy slick with her arousal.\u00a0 It was a shock to her system, far different from the slow burning build-up she was used to when toying with herself at home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jennifer slid from the back of the bull.\u00a0 She fell to her ass with her legs spread and her hands planted before her.\u00a0 There was a tear at the back of her skirt but she didn&#8217;t seem to notice.\u00a0 Skin bulged beneath and above the tear.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia turned to the bar, suddenly thirsty.\u00a0 The room spun briefly but she smiled when she found her full glass waiting for her.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her belly bulged lightly, the skin stretching while pushing at her tucked-in shirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Through the gap in her buttons, a circular patch of her belly grew wrinkled.\u00a0 It bulged, pushing forth from her slightly distended mound and her first teat slipped free from her shirt between two buttons.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The analyst shoved her ass back as she turned to watch Tyler approach the bull.\u00a0 Her body slammed against the bar, temporarily masking the pain from bones fracturing and shifting in her hips.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She reached back to rub above her ass, pulling her shirt tighter against her body as she stretched.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Fatty tissue developed beneath her slim breasts.\u00a0 They filled slowly and her shirt pulled tighter, straining against her chest and belly as both expanded.\u00a0 The curve of her breasts, nearly always hidden due to their slight size, showed clearly now through the snug shirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A third button popped and she breathed out, uncrossing her legs as she stared at Tyler.\u00a0 Her breasts grew more full and a fourth button tugged free as they began to slide down her body, their heaviness pulled by gravity.\u00a0 Her back complained at the sudden weight.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her cleavage was clear to anyone who turned to look and she instinctively stood up straight to show them off.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A small dent formed in her shirt beside the teat dangling freely.\u00a0 The sheer fabric moved as another nipple formed and then lengthened, pulled flat against her body to slide teasingly down her overly sensitive skin.\u00a0 A third bump formed below her first two teats.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia&#8217;s thumb worked against the nub of bone growing beneath her scalp while she watched Tyler.\u00a0 She bit her lip as the sharp tip of her horn painlessly slit her skin.\u00a0 The horn was somehow darker than her skin &#8211; onyx to her ebony and her index finger joined her thumb as she scratched the itching base of her first horn.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A dark patch formed along the seat of Amelia&#8217;s slacks.\u00a0 Her hips stretched, pushing painfully against the band of her pants as bones rearranged.\u00a0 A finger-length stretch of skin bulged at the base of her spine and she grunted as tendons and muscles pulled within her waist.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Tyler held tight to the bull and Amelia watched, her fingers reaching between her thighs as she stared at him.\u00a0 He worked masterfully, rocking with the motions until he <\/span><b><i>was<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> the bull.\u00a0 Stomping and snorting and racing through the field.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Powerful.\u00a0 Muscular.\u00a0 Towering over her.\u00a0 Forcing her to yield to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her body quivered as if she were there with him in the open field.\u00a0 Wanting him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A fourth teat, lower than the first two, wrinkled and dark, wriggled as it lengthened until it too found its way through her shirt to lay exposed.\u00a0 Throbbing.\u00a0 Aching for attention.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia&#8217;s udder stretched, revealing lighter skin in irregular patterns.\u00a0 The tail of her shirt pulled free from her slacks to show the bottom curve of the smooth skin beneath her teats.\u00a0 Black curls of her untrimmed pubic hair escaped as her growing hips pulled her pants down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As her milk came in, her udder began to feel uncomfortable.\u00a0 Hot and aching.\u00a0 Intrusive thoughts began to fill her mind.\u00a0 Sensations of hands on her body.\u00a0 Touching her.\u00a0 Pulling and pinching and caressing.\u00a0 And milking.\u00a0 Squeezing and tugging as she moaned in pleasure.\u00a0 Her stomach throbbed with uncomfortable pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Another button popped free and Amelia&#8217;s puffy, wide areola became visible in the bright lights.\u00a0 She grasped at her huge breasts, uncaring who watched as she squeezed and pulled at her nipple, moaning and leaning her head back briefly.\u00a0 Her second horn was free now and both were steadily growing from either side of her forehead.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Tyler pushed off the bull and stood.\u00a0 His clothes were too small for his body and when he turned to face Amelia, she gasped to see the head of his cock bulging from his pants.\u00a0 He was <\/span><b><i>huge<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> and his normally smiling eyes were hungry.\u00a0 Her fingers quickened between her legs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the corner, Naomi and Kinsley were wrapped around each other, kissing deeply.\u00a0 Naomi was topless and her fingers worked at Kinsley&#8217;s pants, frantically clawing at them as their tongues twisted together.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Naomi&#8217;s breasts were growing, the skin stretching as they filled and pushed out, smashing into Kinsley&#8217;s already large tits while they rubbed against each other.\u00a0 Without the heat coursing through her body, Amelia would think it absurd.\u00a0 Neither woman appeared to know what to do with each other.\u00a0 As far as she knew, both were straight.\u00a0 Their sudden, undeniable urge to mate forced them together as they learned what needed to be done.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia watched, temporarily distracted as Kinsley knelt before Naomi.\u00a0 The girl kissed Naomi&#8217;s stomach and then appeared to suck at her skin.\u00a0 She pulled her head back with a wet pop and a long, pink teat dangled against Naomi&#8217;s stomach.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Aooooohhhh,&#8221; Amelia moaned, her hand jerking as she watched Kinsley bend back to Naomi&#8217;s stomach, kissing it as it expanded.\u00a0 The lithe Asian woman&#8217;s hands gripped the other woman&#8217;s hair, pushing her down as she thrust her hips out, encouraging her to use her tongue between her legs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The young analyst&#8217;s jaw ached and her nostrils flared as she huffed and moaned.\u00a0 Gaps appeared in her teeth when her jaw began to widen, stretching her nose and mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Tyler stomped on the floor and began to walk to her.\u00a0 She turned from her coworkers to stare at him and her eyes bulged when his cock began to slide further along his body.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She fell from her stool, barely catching herself to stand unsteadily.\u00a0 The two remaining buttons on her shirt popped and it fell open to expose her massive breasts and the bulge of her still-growing udder.\u00a0 Her four coal-black teats hung beneath her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her jaw cracked painfully but she ignored it, turning and raising her ass as Tyler approached.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She jumped as she felt his fingers on her waist and the tip of her stubby tail slapped the curved, exposed edge of her ass.\u00a0 He pulled at her pants, forcing down and over the pronounced curve of her hips.\u00a0 Her tits quivered and her teats wriggled at the sudden jerk.\u00a0 She slammed her bared ass back against him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Ohhhh,&#8221; she moaned, her eyes fluttering and showing white as her face began to expand outward. She bent forward, rubbing her itching horns against the bar.\u00a0 Scoring the wood with the bent, sharpened tips.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">White hairs sprouted along her back.\u00a0 Goosebumps rose in waves down her body as the hairs exploded, mixing with fine black hairs that spread in patterns like white oases in a midnight desert. \u00a0 Her longer tail rose and fell, slapping painfully against her thighs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">All of the sensations were lost when she felt Tyler&#8217;s wrist-thick cock against her back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She shuddered and raised her head, her mouth open.\u00a0 There was an urge building deep in her chest.\u00a0 She licked her lengthening face with her thick tongue and tried to repress it but, as his cock slid down the smooth, short fur growing to cover her, she couldn&#8217;t resist.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Mooooooo!&#8221; Amelia cried out.\u00a0 Her udder slammed against the stool so she pressed back, biting at her lip while blushing at the animalistic cry she&#8217;d just uttered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yet it felt right.\u00a0 It felt good.\u00a0 It felt <\/span><b><i>natural<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The head of Tyler&#8217;s cock pressed against her slick pussy.\u00a0 Bones cracked and crunched and her engorged labia stretched, growing longer and wider as her lips surrounded the tip pressing into them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She could <\/span><b><i>feel<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> the head of his cock changing.\u00a0 The rounded tip was pulling back as it became slanted and flat.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Another moo slipped free as she tried to force herself back onto him but he stretched her painfully. She licked her lips and looked back as her pussy continued to grow and her body shifted to handle the bull behind her.\u00a0 She felt a brief, searing pain as her mound cracked and her body eagerly opened itself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Wait!&#8221; Jennifer cried out behind her.\u00a0 &#8220;Don&#8217;t- something&#8217;s wrong!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The girl was naked and on her ass in front of Jed.\u00a0 The older man was huge now and his cock appeared to be at least two feet long with gigantic testicles dangling beneath them.\u00a0 Dark brown fur was creeping along his chest.\u00a0 He reached down, grabbing the girl&#8217;s hair while pressing his cock against her mouth.\u00a0 Her eyes bulged and she tried to look away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Two tiny horns dotted Jennifer&#8217;s brow.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As she struggled, stretch marks appeared in the girl&#8217;s breasts.\u00a0 They swelled, the skin bulging as they flattened against her body.\u00a0 Jennifer shuddered and her legs suddenly uncrossed before she forced them back together.\u00a0 Just above the girl&#8217;s brown pubic hair, her tanned skin grew pale pink.\u00a0 She moaned, a hand reaching for her breast until she forced it away.\u00a0 Four bumps formed on her udder and her legs uncrossed again as she turned to face Jed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She opened her mouth and her lips stretched to take the head of the older man&#8217;s cock.\u00a0 Her arms reached up but she yanked them back and pulled her head away with a loud gasp.\u00a0 Pre-cum dribbled from Jed&#8217;s cock and Jennifer&#8217;s nostrils widened, opening and closing as drool formed at the corner of her mouth.\u00a0 She wiped at it, never looking away from Jed&#8217;s cock.\u00a0 Finally, her growing tongue forced her mouth agape, unrolling between her soft, pink lips.\u00a0 She turned back and reached up, grabbing him with both hands before leaning forward, forcing her head down over his cock.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amelia felt cramps in her feet.\u00a0 Pain lanced down her soles and her toes grew limp as they combined into two groups.\u00a0 For a moment, she tried to look down at them, staring past her full, heavy udder.\u00a0 She caught sight of her clear nails growing dark and thick.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And then her world exploded as Tyler&#8217;s cock finally entered her engorged, slick, stretched pussy.\u00a0 Her tail slammed against his body and she stomped her foot, hearing the sharp crack of her still forming hooves hitting the floor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Ooooooh goood!&#8221; 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Alana said from the other side of the bar, watching the room devolve into an orgy of snorting, rutting beasts.\u00a0 She hadn&#8217;t invited Amelia because the girl had shown so much potential.\u00a0 She&#8217;d hoped to bring her along after the acquisition was completed.\u00a0 The rest- well, with Tyler leaving and the company being bought out, they were risks.\u00a0 Their personality profiles showed that.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The older woman idly scratched at her stomach.\u00a0 Wisps of thin white fur pressed through the tiny gaps in her shirt.\u00a0 A small bump formed below the hairs and she toyed with it, smiling sharply as Amelia bucked and screamed from a powerful orgasm.\u00a0 The black girl squirted, covering Tyler with her orgasm as they collapsed to the ground to continue fucking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Breeding.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was an erotic sight, she had to admit as her fingers pinched the teat beginning to grow.\u00a0 Two more were growing beneath it and they pushed at her shirt.\u00a0 She pulled at the fabric, freeing it to expose the teats so she could touch them.\u00a0 Her bra pulled tight against her body and her nipples dragged against them as her own sagging breasts swell &#8211; the skin becoming smooth as they became engorged.\u00a0 Her bra was forced down against her body as she developed.\u00a0 Wet spots formed over her erect nipples and she found herself twisting her thighs together against her thick labia.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alana rocked in her chair, pulling at a teat while watching Tyler slam his deliciously huge cock into Amelia&#8217;s gaping-<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Wait,&#8221; Alana said, staring down at her body.\u00a0 She leaned back to stare past her ridiculously expanded chest.\u00a0 Four long teats lay against a tiny udder and she could feel her slick pussy juices against her thighs as an aching void began to gnaw at her hot belly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The older woman turned to the man sitting next to her.\u00a0 He smiled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;This- this wasn&#8217;t supposed to- oooooohhh,&#8221; 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