Adam manipulated the stone ring in his hand. He liked the idea of using the stone to increase his stamina and potency. An evening with Kahya would require as much. Kahya didn’t flinch at Adam dropping his pants to initiate their next encounter. Sliding the cool smooth stone causing a tingling sensation as he fit it on his phallus. Adam figured correctly Kahya would like him taking a aggressive approach. A tossed shirt with delighted laughter she ran off. Quickly giving chase to her. Following her footsteps he caught up to her by a couch. Grabbing her rump she squealed and jumped onto the leather coach. Her invitation clear he didn’t hesitate.
Adam twirled her to get her to roll over. She obliged him as he joined her. His passionate lust surging with each stroke. Each thrust starting a fantastic transformation. Muscles bulking out into a hulking beast. A beast he truly became as his arms stiffened about Kahya’s torso. Fingers curling into his palms melding flesh to flesh as its skin hardened into hooves. Nubs on his head growing out and curving into pointed horns. His nostrils huffing out hot breath onto Kahya. “That is nice. Did you get even bigger big boy? When did your arms get so hairy?” Kahya asked as she felt his hair rubbing on her.
Animalistic grunts from Adam caused Kahya to twist her head. She said, “What the hell? Hey! Ow! Stop you are getting too big!” As she spoke his bull cock swelled inside her. She struggled to free herself but only managed to drop from the couch, Adam still connected. “I thought the stamina and potency of a bull was a metaphor. We’ll fix this with the medallion. You need to stop. Oof!”
Rutting and taking any female he could his primary goal as the animal side remaining in the driver seat. Kahya thanked whatever power she didn’t believe in that the painful tightness in her vagina abated. Returning to pleasure crying out, “Moo!” Her now plaintive brown eyes widening with the realization of her own changes happening. She found her breasts halfway down her torso on their way to meet their twins that swelled out of her abdomen. Eyes shifting more to the side of her head with her mouth stretching out into a muzzle. Feet and hands curling up and stiffening into cloven hooves. Large ears that shot out of her head.
A final tense thrust from Adam followed by warm seminal fluid that filled her insides. Her eyes rolling back in pleasure at the sensation. Kahya awakened to reality with Adam’s separation from her. She sought out the medallion when she realized that Adam’s horns presented a problem for placing it over his head. Biting onto the medal chain she awkwardly made her way to him knocking aside furniture that obstructed her path. Adam appeared to be in the relaxed afterglow. Not a worry in the world. She swung the shapeshifting medallion into his face to catch his attention.
Adam startled by the whack but unharmed caught onto Kahya’s meaning. She didn’t desire a bovine form anymore. In fact she never did. An annoying difficult task of fitting the chain about his head. At first Adam doubting it even possible but the chain stretching accommodating his horns. Magic he told himself. As it sunk into his muscular flesh he took the cue to restore his human form. Shriveling down his bulky body down to a more indoor sized one. Multiple digits stretching free of hooves. Wiggling them as he got the feel of his returned hands and feet. Smooshing in his face with his huge nostrils diminishing into a mundane human nose. He smiled with his hairy coating withdrawing into him. “Testing, testing I think I am good.” Adam said checking himself out for any remnants of his bull self laughing at the tail he forgot about. Absorbing it within himself turning to Kahya, “I am going to put you outside till the medallion appears again. No such thing as a house cow as far as I know.” Kahya mooed in response but didn’t fight it as he let her outside.
Kahya meandered about the yard and began chewing up grass in a primitive display of her state of being. Her ears rotating about picking up any of the myriad of sounds of nature. No major predators that she could think of. Simplicity of bovine life not something she wished to dwell in for long.
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