Author’s Note:
This is the first part of my new story series. I have one more part planned, but after that, it depends on the popularity and response.
Please note that despite the title of the story, it has nothing to do with animals, animal cruelty or illegal behavior. Please also note that all character names are fictitious, not real. If they have any resemblance to real people, it is random.
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Amy woke up to the sound of the alarm clock. She leaned back on the pillow and squinted at the clock. She sat up straight, looking at the digital display.
“Half past eight? Oh, I’m going to be late!”
Amy got out of bed and put on jeans and a long-sleeved shirt as quickly as she could. As soon as she got her dignity back, she went down to the kitchen and grabbed a banana and an apple for breakfast. If she wanted to get to college on time, she would have to stop having regular coffee and cereal.
As soon as the bus arrived, she crossed the street and ran to the bus stop. After paying her fare, she sat at the back of the bus and began eating fruit as if she had not eaten anything for several weeks.
Amy was so worried about being late today because her class was scheduled to visit the science lab. She had always loved science, especially forensic science, so in college she took courses that would give her as broad a science education as possible.
The bus ride takes half an hour and then a 2 minute run to a stop in front of the university where her class will have to take a 2 hour long bus ride to the lab they are going to.
“Amy!” said her master. “Just in time. We were leaving without you.”
“I’m sorry Andrew,” she said. “I’m still not used to being alone.”
“Don’t pay any attention to it. Get your back to the coach or we’ll both be late.”
Amy smiled as she got into the car and sat next to her best friend, Lucy.
Amy left home three months ago and lives alone in an apartment. She had to work to pay the rent, but luckily her landlord was very understanding. She was also grateful that college was much easier than high school. The teachers understood why she was always late and always talked to her like an adult instead of a naughty child.
After a few minutes, the bus passes through the city center to the other side of the city, where laboratories are set up like small farms. Apparently the lab is engaged in cloning experiments, how can it be done successfully? Although scientists cloned a sheep as early as the 1990s, Dolly the sheep did not live long as a cloned sheep. The lab aims to find a way to make cloning possible while maintaining the average lifespan of cloned animals.
Amy found all this fascinating, which is why she worked so hard to pay for the trip. She works overtime or overtime whenever she gets the opportunity at the workplace.
“Call the police again?” Lucy asked.
“Yes,” Amy replied. “No matter what time I go to bed, it never wakes me up the first time I fall asleep.”
Amy drove quietly looking at the city, talking to Lucy when she needed to, but mostly listening to Lucy complain about how good her boyfriend was in bed. It seemed like she had no shame and didn’t even try to lower her voice. It seemed like she wanted the world to know that she was fucking what she called “the best woman in town.”
After what seemed like an eternity, the city ended and the countryside began. The beauty of the English countryside always amazed her. The rolling hills, the sparkling rivers, the glittering ribbons on the Christmas trees, the herds of animals hiding behind fences and natural barricades always made her feel like she was floating in the air.
Before Amy could react, the car pulled up and stopped in front of an ordinary-looking farmhouse. A small group of men and women in various costumes were waiting for them. Some of them look like scientists, some look like people from offices or supermarkets.
The class left the coach and assembled in front of the scientist. The man at the front of the welcoming committee stepped forward and cleared his throat.
“I’m Dr. Michaels,” he said. “I’m the principal investigator of this facility and will be giving you a tour today. We will be showing you several of the laboratories here and explaining what our work is trying to achieve.”
He led them in and down stairs. The scale of these laboratories is impressive. The entire “farm” must have been built after the laboratory was built, so that there is no modern building in place of the farm that looks like a home. Dr. Michaels soon confirmed this suspicion.
“Of course,” he explains, “the farms on the surface house the animals that we sometimes sample. We feed them well, exercise them, and give them everything they need every day.”
They toured the main laboratories in the morning and documented what each lab did. At noon, they had lunch in the cafeteria, which was in a large farmhouse that resembled a school or hospital, albeit a smaller one.
Amy thought the morning had gone well. She had learned a few things during her visit to the lab, some of which were complicated enough to require concentration to understand, but she quickly got the hang of them.
However, Lucy was bored to death. Although she was taking the course, she was not very interested in cloning or experimental science. She prefers hard facts.
“I wish I’d just stayed in bed,” she said to Amy as they ate dinner. “That Dr. Michaels guy sure likes to talk.”
“Yeah, that’s what the students do when they come here,” Amy said. “You can’t hold it against her. Besides, it’s all fun stuff. Just imagine what the clones could be used for.”
“It doesn’t matter,” said Lucy.
“Even if cloning might save your life one day?” Amy asked with a sly smile.
“How can it do that?” Lucy asked, shocked.
“Well, let’s say you need an organ transplant, but there isn’t one available,” Amy began. “They may be able to clone the organ they need from your own DNA to give you a guaranteed match.”
“That’s what science fiction says, Amy.”
“That might soon be a scientific fact,” Andrew interjected. “Sorry to hear that, it’s fun to debate things like that; hear everyone’s opinion on things and so on.”
They spent the rest of lunch discussing the pros and cons of cloning, which amused Lucy. She really got into it and soon they were having an intellectual debate, but she didn’t seem bored at all.
After lunch, Dr. Michaels tells them they will be visiting the lab where more experimental cloning techniques are being done, which means delving deeper.
The facility has 3 floors: the farmhouse, which houses the cafeteria and some offices, the basement, which houses the main testing laboratories, and the basement, which houses laboratories for more difficult tests.
This was the first lab where Amy accidentally picked up a beaker full of liquid. It wasn’t completely against travel rules, they just had to wear gloves, goggles, and a lab coat, which she was wearing.
“Be careful,” Dr. Michaels said. “It’s hard to change.”
“What is this?” Amy asked.
“A mixture of horse DNA, testosterone, and something I can’t tell you about,” he replied with a slight wink. “Now you wouldn’t want that secret recipe we created to get leaked onto the internet or anything and used without our supervision, would you?”
“Is it dangerous?” Amy asked curiously.
“That’s as far as we know. Of course, we’re very careful about it because of the expense.”
Amy held the beaker up to the light and looked through it. It was light green, clear, and the consistency of water. When her arm started to hurt a little she lowered it so she wouldn’t fall. She didn’t notice a few drops dripping from the outside of the beaker onto her hand. She sniffed the beaker gently and smelled something like bleach. She put the beaker down and walked to the back of the rest of the class. When she did, she opened a stick of gum and quickly put it in her mouth and began chewing, being careful that no one saw her do this, since she knew the rules of the lab.
At the end of the day Amy felt tired. She had a lot of fun and learned a lot, but it also took a toll. She made dinner and settled down in front of the TV to watch some of her favorite shows, mainly CSI and NCIS. They were the reason she got into science in the first place. As she watched, she became more and more tired.
The next thing Amy knew she was on her hands and knees, but she couldn’t feel anything below the knees on either leg. When she looked up what she saw was not her living room, but a field with several horses. The horses were grazing, their tails waving in the air to ward off the flies.
She looked down and discovered that what she thought was her hand was actually the horse’s front leg.
“What the hell is going on?” he thought.
She looked around again and sniffed the air. She could smell the warm, sweet scent of horses. She had always loved the smell of horses. She had first smelled it when she was a child, which made her even more fascinated by the experience. The mere smell of horses reminded her of horses she had once ridden.
Suddenly, Amy woke up, the TV was on and she was confused. First of all, there is the dream. This confused her as to why she had such a thing at all? The most obvious assumption is because of the class trip. She will investigate the dream later.
It seems there are more serious matters. Her panties seemed very tight, as if they had been pulled off when she fell to the floor, but that didn’t seem right for the situation.
She looked down and saw that her skirt was wrinkled, and she realized the problem. There was a bulge in her panties and a huge testicle was hanging down one side of her leg. She was horrified.
Amy ripped off her panties and in the dim light of dawn she saw the cockroach casing and looked a little down where two large balls now rested on the floor.
“It’s a dream!” she cried. “It’s not real!”
But she knew that in a dream you can never claim that it wasn’t a dream. To satisfy her desire to know the answer, she pinched herself hard. It hurt.
“How did this happen?” she asked, as if asking this simple concept would give her the answer.
Amy jumped up and ran to the bathroom mirror to get a better look at the unnatural thing. When she got there, she took off her panties and stared into the mirror, hoping it was just an illusion.
She reached forward and tentatively touched the sheath. It felt real, she could feel the veins and the soft, regular pulse of blood. She pressed it gently and felt something inside.
She felt her stomach churning. Like butterflies out of control. As she was still looking in the mirror, she noticed the flexible tube of her newly grown penis slowly coming out of its sheath. As Amy watched, she saw it rapidly go from soft and flexible to unimaginably hard. It hurts, it’s so hard.
Amy didn’t know why she was getting turned on as she was still scared about what was happening to her body, but she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to pleasure herself like she was doing right now. She decided to do it without thinking about the consequences.
She took the hard, thick shaft of his new penis in her hand and squeezed it gently. The pressure she applied was thrilling. Despite the fear and shock, it felt so good to do this. She wanted to do more, but she forced herself to take her time.
Slowly and gradually, Amy began rubbing his hard cock, immediately moaning as she felt her hand sliding over it. So sensitive that her breathing became rapid, increasing the speed and pressure.
She dropped to her knees, weak with the desire to cum, jerking her cock as hard and as fast as she could, moaning loudly. She felt a tingling sensation in her newly grown testicles and screamed in pleasure before spurting a load of semen right into the mirror.
The goo splattered onto the mirror in a stream, the semen covering her reflection and blocking her view. She kept stroking herself, feeling better and better as she came more and more, her juices flying off the end of her cock like a rocket, hitting the mirror and slowly dripping down.
She climaxed for a full minute before the cum dripped from the tip of his huge cock and pooled on the floor between her legs. When she stopped masturbating, she was panting, gasping, barely able to see, and feeling so good.
As Amy lay panting, she slowly realized what she had just done. She was overcome with a feeling she didn’t recognize and she masturbated with this terrifying new appendage. The fear she had felt before was stronger than ever as the aftermath felt like a slap in the face.
“What if I can’t resist the urge?” she thought. “I’ll probably be controlled by this thing for the rest of my life.”
She got out of the lust and started cleaning up. She washed the mirror and wiped down the new huge piece with a wet cloth. Then she had to rinse the cloth and rinse it with extremely cold water before getting into the shower.
He still had an hour before he had to go to college, so he called Lucy. Luckily, she picked up her phone right away.
“Hello?” That’s what Amy heard. Lucy’s voice sounded sad.
“Lucy, it’s Amy. I want you to come to me as soon as possible,” she said immediately. “Forget about college, I have a question.”
“Can’t you wait?”
“No. I can’t,” Amy replied. “Please?”
“Okay.” Lucy said after a moment of silence. “I can be there in about an hour.”
An hour and a half later there’s a knock on the door. Amy answered the phone and, thankfully, Lucy was there. Amy invites her in and offers her a drink, but Lucy declines.
“Let’s get this over with,” she said.
“I wish I could,” Amy whispered.
Lucy didn’t hear her, so Amy made a cup of coffee for them both and sat down. As she drank, she thought about how she should tell her best friend what had happened. She could try to find a way to talk about it, or she could tell the shocking truth.
“Great?” Lucy asked after taking a sip of her coffee. “How’s it going?”
Amy tried to put into words how she felt, how scared and confused she was, but she couldn’t make any sense. Instead, she stood up and faced Lucy.
“I have something to show you,” she said. “I’m confused about how this happened but I have to tell someone about it.”
Amy was wearing a dressing gown only for this purpose, so she unbuckled her belt, still holding it on.
“What is it?” Lucy began, “Hey, no offense, but I don’t like gay stuff.”
“Please!” said Amy.
Lucy saw the concern on her friend’s face and nodded. Amy pulled her pajamas open. The penis, which was covered by the dressing gown, hung loosely between her legs.
Lucy looked shocked. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth was agape. In any normal situation, she would have been delighted, but not this time.
Amy remembered that the cock was about a foot and a half long and about three inches thick at its hardest. Right now, it was about halfway there, hanging limp.
“This has to be fake,” she said in disbelief.
“I hope so,” Amy said sadly.
Lucy glared at her, and Amy blushed and looked away. However, she did notice that Lucy unconsciously licked her lips.
“Look how big it is!” Lucy nearly yelled, a smile spreading across her face.
She was obviously trying to hide her love for such a big cock, and Amy decided to let him think she didn’t notice it. After all, she had other concerns.
Lucy stood up and told Amy to sit down. Then she knelt in front of Amy and put her hands on Amy’s knees to support and comfort herself.
“Amy, everything is going to be okay,” he said softly. “We’re going to try to find you someone or some way to get you back to who you were.”
When Amy didn’t respond, Lucy patted her knee and asked her what was wrong.
“Even if it were possible, it would take a lot of time to solve,” Amy said. “And I have no control over it.”
This made Lucy raise an eyebrow, and Amy told her what had just happened. A look of understanding came over Lucy’s face as she spoke, and Amy could almost hear the sound of the gears turning and preparing a solution.
“I can help,” Lucy said without any embarrassment.
Amy asked, “What about your lack of interest in gay things?”
“Well,” said Lucy with a smile on her face, “with a rooster like this, I can make an exception. After all, bigger is better for me.”
Amy sighed in feigned annoyance, while her heart pounded inside her chest. She had to admit, the thought of Lucy being fucked by this huge cock was surprisingly exciting. She nodded in agreement almost without thinking.
Even as she nodded, the thought of fucking her best friend made her new appendage grow harder and longer. Not even thirty seconds had passed before Amy’s cock grew so hard it felt like it would explode from the pressure.
Lucy’s already bright eyes lit up as she admired the length of her friend’s unnaturally large pony. She got off the couch and looked at it up close, amazed at how it looked: the slight bend of the 18-inch shaft, large veins filled with blood to keep it hard. Below the penis was a cluster of large balls that dangled and jiggled slightly when Amy moved.
Lucy licked her lips again, then leaned forward and slowly licked the head of Amy’s cock, causing Amy to moan softly.
Lucy smiled when she tasted it. It tasted nothing like the cock she was used to. The flavor was still meaty but sweet, and the rhythmic thumping of the blood under the skin was very powerful. It made her even wetter than before.
Amy moaned loudly as Lucy pushed the head of her new cock into the back of her throat and licked the underside. She felt like her cock was going to spew cum straight into her friend’s throat.
Lucy sucked hard, bobbing her head harder and faster, her hand wrapped around the cock and stroking it just as passionately. Amy let out a long, loud moan that turned violent without warning. A huge gush of semen filled Lucy’s mouth. Lucy tried to swallow it all, but she couldn’t swallow it as fast as Amy’s cock squirted it into her mouth, which meant that a lot of it ran past her lips and dripped down her calves onto her shirt.
She pulled Amy’s cock out of her mouth, swallowed the last of the cum in her mouth and rubbed it on the back of her arms. Then she looked down at her top and saw that it was a mess.
“I’m sorry, Lucy,” Amy said, embarrassed. “I didn’t mean to cover your shirt.”
“That’s fine,” Lucy said, smiling as she rubbed some onto her fingers before sucking it up and swallowing.
She looked at Amy’s still hard cock and took off her own clothes. Seeing Lucy naked made Amy’s cock twitch and she wanted nothing more than to jump on top of her and slam her cock into Lucy’s tight pussy and ass, but she had to fight to control her desires.
Lucy stood up and pulled Amy’s dressing gown, which she had been wearing but was open, off her shoulders. As soon as it fell to the floor, Lucy grabbed Amy’s hand and pulled her into the bedroom. When they got there, Lucy pushed Amy onto the bed and crawled in next to her without even closing the door.
Lucy leaned forward and kissed Amy’s lips passionately, her hand slowly rubbing the cock that was pointing almost straight up to the ceiling. Amy kissed her back, moaning softly as their tongues met and danced together. The kiss was very long and when it was over, there was still a fine line of saliva hanging on the tongues.
