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Thread: 2% MIlk (Tori and Vigilant Thorne)

Bekka sat in silence as the woman explained. Maybe... I don't know.. I don't really enjoy being taken here against my will, and breeded, and milked. I'm not some cow you know! Bekka was torn with the idea of fucking this beautifull woman, and staying herself. Can... can I think about it? Bekkas stomach shivered where Genevieve touched it, and she let the dildo stay in her hole, plugging it with cum. She looked around the room, trying to keep her mind off her new master. Everything looks pleasant and nice, except the four-posts on the bed with metal loops attached to them, and the large mass of metal and glass that she now recognized as a milking machine. I don't want to take the pills... she finally stated, trying to act confident and firm, her shivering shoulders betraying her
Thread: 2% MIlk (Tori and Vigilant Thorne)

Smirking, Genevieve stood up and readied to leave the room. You weren't complaining when I pounded that pussy earlier. But I'll leave you to think things over. But you should know, I'll milk you either way. If you don't take the pills willingly, I'll make sure you do one way or another. with her promise made, the woman walked out of the room and got dressed in a black business dress and high heels. Going to the other room with the two way mirror, she sat down and watched and waited. The pills had been left with Bekka. And regardless, the new cow would need to be milked in another six hours at most. She'll want more. Genevieve thought to herself as she watched and waited.
Thread: 2% MIlk (Tori and Vigilant Thorne)

Bekka sat in the same place. Fiddling as the woman left. She sat there for several minutes, and then began trying to pull the dildo out, but hee hands kept slipping, and she couldn't get a grip on it. She thought of genevieve, and her request. She thought of some way to escape, and of the pills she had been instructed to take. She looked over at th bottle warily, and then reached out for it. She read the label on the side, looked around to make sure she was alone in the room, then quickly taking two of the large round pills. She then pulled back the covers of the bed, and lay in silence unable to sleep. She rubbed her nipples tentativly, and cringed when her fingers touched them. They were quite sore, and she dreaded the next milking session.
Thread: 2% MIlk (Tori and Vigilant Thorne)

Watching from the other end of the mirror, Genevieve had lifted up her dress and had begun to finger herself as she watched Bekka. It was clear that while the young futa didn't entirely like the idea of being made into a lovely futa hucow, she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea either. Mmmmm, Bekka you naughty slut. the Latina thought to herself as she watched Bekka take the pills. It would take around a week of those once a day to cause Bekka's chest to swell to the G cup size. Fingering herself softly, Genevieve licked her lips thinking about how her own already large breasts would swell once she convinced the young cow to knock her up. Hours passed, and finally Genevieve returned to the bedroom, approaching Bekka with a smile. Do you want me to put you into the milking machine? She asked the young cow with a smile. Bekka was still wearing her sexy cow outfit. Or...I could hand milk those lovely tits if you'd like?
Thread: 2% MIlk (Tori and Vigilant Thorne)

Bekka had dozed off when Genevieve came into the room. Her cow-cockwas soft, and beads of milk had formed at her nipple. The bottle of pills lay beside her, which she tried to hide guiltily. I don't want to be milked... she insisted. But If you have to I don't want to be strapped down again... she said. I won't fight. She seemed far more defeated than she had yesterday. Her assless tights stretched around her thick thighs. She hated that they implied she was a cow, but it was better than being fully naked. Her cock and nipples were swollen and puffy from the rough milking she had recieved.
Thread: 2% MIlk (Tori and Vigilant Thorne)

Genevieve smiled and slid next to Bekka. Then I'll be nice and gentle this time. she whispered, leaning down to leave a trail of soft kisses on the cow's neck. Pressing a button by the nightstand, an intercom turned on. Bring some cocoa butter and a bucket. she ordered to the worker who would hear here. Standing up, the woman slipped out of her dress, revealing a rock hard erection. Just a moment later, a cute young girl with a bulge in her pants delivered the items. Thank you Kristen. she said with a smile. Taking the items, she went back to the bed and began to rub some cocoa butter on her hands. Let me massage those beautiful tits before we get started. she said with a smile to Bekka. Reaching out, her hands made contact and began to rub the creamy substance into the cow's breasts. It would help soothe any pain from the milking, as well as the breast growth that was to come.
Thread: [celebstars x Fenrisman] Natalie was a Daddy's Girl

Avner looked at his watch. Im 15 minutes early! That is really out of character. He mused to himself, as he came up the neatly carved path that led him through the blossoming villa that his daughter, Natalie, called home in the outskirts of Paris. He adjusted his navy blue blazer, fitting his well-trained body perfectly. It matched his red crimson trousers, and it was all as good as new. He had always been one to dress gallantly yet casual-like. Something that probably Natalie had picked up from him. Of his mom, she probably got the looks! They had been to Paris 20 years ago, when she was filming her first film. She had been 12 then. So little and so full of questions and insecurities. Now she was a grown woman. He was sure shed be the one to teach him a few tricks now. He knocked on the door, and let his arms rest on his sides, waiting to bearhug his little doll as soon as she opened the door. He was dying to see her, even though the reasons he was there werent particularly happy. Damn that man, he thought as he rolled his eyes. Hed make her forget about her husband real soon. He had never approved of that ill-fated marriage. If it had been for him, she would have stayed single her whole life. Wasn't Avner man enough for her? He always told her she was his little gem, and that she would never need another man apart from himself. Of course, he said so half-jokingly, and actually never bothered his daughter with such comments. Yet, as with all half-jokes, it was also a half-truth...
Thread: [celebstars x Fenrisman] Natalie was a Daddy's Girl

There were days that she just felt great, life was...amazing! Having all the money in the world fixed a lot of problems. But not all of them. At times, it WAS the problem. Her and her husband were currently arguing a lot about her spending. Buying lavish furniture for the home of their children seemed to make him angry, to her, he was jealous of her wealth. Once argument lead to another and soon things which had no relevance in the matter were brought up as they took shots at one another. Agreeing to take some space away from the Paris home, Natalie's husband decided to fly back to America. It was during this period that she invited her father to stay. The two most important men in her life didn't get along so with one gone, she brought the other. Upon hearing a knock on the door, the woman left her children int he backyard as she walked through the house. Being quite small in height and living a grand house, she couldn't use the peep hole to see who it was, instead she peered through the glass window to the side and saw her father. Bonjour! A smile spread across her lips which were covered in a light pink gloss, giving them a shine. I know you don't like the French! Hey Daddy! An American sounding voice came to light as she leaned in to hug her father, her head on his chest, always having to look up to him. Barefoot, she tiptoed up to kiss him on the cheek before turning around and taking his hand, leading him in to the grand house. Wearing a small blue dress, it looked quite casual yet still made her look elegant. I was just eating out back with some friends and the children, come join us!
Thread: [celebstars x Fenrisman] Natalie was a Daddy's Girl

Upon looking at his sweet daughter Natalie, Avner realised something was amiss. He had travelled all the way from the States to be with her during this hard period in her life, or so he had been led to believe. Her French husband was someone he hardly tolerated indeed. For her sake, he had managed to swallow his slurry speech, irritating table manners and slobbery smirk in one too many occasions. What his daughter had seen in him, he could not fanthom. One could not deny that their children had -thankfully- taken all the gracefulness and beauty of their mother's side. Something was strange, indeed. the fact was, she was totally happy. He held onto her hand as they walked into the sumptuous villa. He glanced at her all the way as they spoke, never leaving her side, never removing his eyes from her perfect profile and splendid figure. Had she not been Natalie Portman, many would have thought she was his latest romantic interest, as it was a well known fact he took a liking for young, perky but classy girls. He greeted happily everyone present in the party, as well as his grandchildren. My, how had they grown! He was sad he had hardly thought about bringing a present for them at this time, as Natalie had occupied most of his thoughts since he took the long flight. There would time for that later, for sure. Casually, as people resumed their conversations, he approached her ear and gave it a warm, gentle kiss. Perhaps one a bit too long for an actual father. He still loved the sensation all the same. He whispered, That dress makes a old, frail man like me feel rejuvenated again. It simply looks grandiose on you.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Damien yawned, pushing himself out of bed. He started a pot of coffee, sliding on a pair of canvas shorts, slipping his tail through a tailored hole, combing the long fur into place. He slid on a white t-shirt, pulling it over his long black hair, his orange furred ears flicking atop his head. He sat down with his cup, taking a long drink. Hmm, I wonder if anyone will answer my ad today? He smirked, green eyes shining as he mentally ran over his plans. The doorbell rang and he rose with a smirk, tail wagging behind him as he opened the door. Hello and welcome to Firebrand Breeding Facilities. He smiled warmly.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Amelia looked up at the building with a rather nervous expression, her lips pulled into a straight line. Was she really going to do this? It had been such a big jump to just leave home and come to live in another town entirely just to help breed pokemon. However, she wanted to become a trainer and that meant finding a way to get close to understanding how pokemon worked. She hadn't had the chance to start off on an adventure at a younger age due to some personal, unforseen circumstances but she didn't believe one had to start out young anyways. She was just as content starting out now in her very early twenties than just starting out earlier. The door swung open soon enough and she smiled at the man who greeted her. It's a pleasure to meet you, and thank you for the warm welcome! I'm so excited to be able to take a part in this, she said, giving him the once over before she glanced inside. Is it alright if I come in?
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Sure, come on in. He smirked, shutting the door behind him. Now you'll want just relax. He slipped behind her, a needle piercing her skin, her vision blurring and washing out to black. She would wake up on a metal table, stripped naked, wrists and ankles bound down. I bet you're wondering what's going on right now right? Well, I'm going to explain. I need a breeder, and you're going to be it. He injected her with another needle, heat rippling through her body. Pale white fur burst up from her skin, soon covering her body in a layer of silken white. Her mouth and nose shifted, her face stretching out into a muzzle, her hair falling out as fur grew in it's place, her ears shrinking away and new ones sprouting atop her head. He slid a collar on her and let her up, her new center of balance forcing her to fall to all fours and tail after tail bulged at the base of her spine and burst forth, nine in all forming a corona of soft fur. Her body would be overwhelmed by powerful need, her now half-pokemon form being driven into heat by the injection.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Amelia didn't even get a chance to reply before she was out cold, completely lost and unconscious to the world. It wasn't until she started to come to that she realized she was in a very bad situation. The table was cold against her naked body and it caused her a great sense of discomfort. She struggled against the binds, eyes wide as she watched him. W-What? No! Hell no! Let me go! I didn't sign up for that at all! I was just supposed to help you with the breeding, not be the breeder! She struggled again, only for him to stick her with another needle. She moaned, the heat running through her at an alarming rate. That was the least of her concerns, however. Her body began to burst with various sensations as her humanity was quickly dissipating and being replaced with something far more suited for a pokemon than a human being. She groaned loudly, struggling against the binds before she looked down toward the collar being placed upon her neck. This was really happening. She was really being turned into a- A what? What kind of pokemon was she? The pain of her emerging tail - or tails, as it appeared - told her exactly what her body was becoming. A Ninetails. She looked like a feminine, slightly human version of a Ninetails. He let her down and soon she fell onto her stomach, her tongue falling out of her mouth as she began to pant to help ease the heat. She looked around the room before turning her gaze up toward him, a moan escaping her again. Her sex, which had changed a little as well to accommodate her body and position by migrating upward a little more, ached with a strong sense of need. Wh-What did you do to me? she asked, eyes lifting up to him. Her vision was strange as well, almost amplified in some ways but dulled down in others. I- I feel... So... She moaned again, able to feel her body crying out for the touch of another. What was wrong with her?
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Hmm, this won't do. He leaned down, giving her another smaller injection. Her arms and legs shifted, her joints bending and shifting, from human Plantigrade, to beastial Digitigrade limbs. That'll have to do for now, I'll have to brew up more of this to complete your transformation. He sniffed the air, a visible bulge in his pants. Heh, you're already eager for it aren't you? How would you like me to get something to sate that terrible heat?
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Amelia shuddered, a pained howl escaping her muzzle as her body continued to shift even further. It was far from comfortable to have one's body change and twist in such a manner. She struggled to get up and while she desperately tried to stand on two legs she kept falling back down to a quadruped's position. Her feet and her hands were nothing more than feet now, only distinguished by calling one set the front legs and one set the hind. H-Help with the heat? she stammered, tongue lolling out of her mouth as she began to pant again. She really was hot... Her mind wasn't thinking clearly enough to tell her that accepting would undoubtedly be a bad idea but she was going to go along with it anyways. Y-Yes. Please.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

He smirked, giving a whistle, a large Houndoom entering the room. Alright now my pet, just lower your upper body down, raise up those beautiful hips and wag your ass for him. Damien smirked, stroking Amelia's furry head. Just present yourself to him, and he'll take good care of you. He smiled, stepping aside as the Houndoom licked and sniffed at her newly moved pussy.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Amelia's eyes widened in horror as she saw the large Pokemon bounding into the room with them. She wanted desperately to try and run away but the heat she was feeling was so, so strong. She found her body reacting out of instinct, doing as she was told. She bowed low, tongue still hanging out of her mouth as she raised her ass to present herself to him. She found herself moaning again, feeling the touch of his tongue against her warm nether regions to be quite pleasing. She submitted to him even more now, head hanging low as she waited for the main event to begin.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Damien smirked, leaving them to work on more of whatever he'd injected into her. The Houndoom gave a pleased growl, mounting her eagerly, his pointed red member poking about against her rear before finding it's mark and sliding into her. His smooth member slid easily into her newly altered passage, the tip drooling hot precum, smearing her walls and lubing her passage easily. Doom... He growled, though it almost sounded like he was speaking to her, nipping at the nape of her neck in dominance.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Amelia moaned, body going still as he shoved himself inside of her. She was surprised that she could accommodate his member but she had to keep reminding herself that her body had already been so severely altered. She had the sex of any other Ninetails out there and had to accept that. She didn't want to know what was going to become of this but her mind was quickly dulling down with a primal need to mate which left little room for coherent thought. Instead, she kept panting and giving sounds of excitement that was meant only to get the Houndoom to keep going as she needed this from him - even though somewhere deep inside her humanity was screaming to stop.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

The dark hound eagerly provided what her body needed, thrusting deeply into her, his knot slapping against her slick outer lips, rubbing on her clit. His muzzle licked her ear, quietly growling his name, though soon she heard it as a whisper of Good girl. in her new ears. It was hard to tell if it was real, or simply caused by the myriad of new sensations that came with each thrust of his powerful hips, his tip now pressing against her new cervix. The barrier would be far less restricting in her new body, far more likely to simply open and accept than to bar his progress.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

With each thrust he made, his knot tugged against her in a way that she'd never felt before. She'd been with a few men previous to this encounter but never, of course, with any kind of canine pokemon. She could feel her body growing warmer and warmer with each movement he made and at his praise, she found herself panting even harder in excitement. He thought she was doing a good job! Of course she was. She had to, she was his mate. She- Wait, what? Oh, no. She couldn't let her mind think that way, she- Her eyes fell closed for a moment as she let out a small, pleased whine as his knot caused her to become even more sensitive than before. What had she just been worrying about? He had to keep going. That was all she should be thinking about.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

A sharp thrust pushed him through into her womb, his knot spreading her walls, begining to swell against her soft inner walls. He continued humping against her, nipping gently at her ears, causing a surprising buzz of pleasure inside her. Yes... He growled, humping roughly against her, his knot tugging inside her before swelling fully, his member throbbing as hot spurts of thin seed pumped into her womb, every drop held inside her by his thickly swollen knot. Breed... He panted, breath hot on her neck as his seed continued to fill her.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Breed. Breed.... Breed?! Why did that sound so familiar... There was something about that word that made her uneasy but the feeling of his seed spilling into her womb was enough to get her distracted. She closed her eyes and continued to pant, body trembling with eager anticipation for the grand finale. This was feeling far too wonderful and the sensations he was giving to her ears only seemed to trap the human side of her down for the time being. She turned her head to lick his face, nuzzling into his muzzle with her own as he continued to cum inside of her. Yes, this was why she was a good girl. She was taking him just as an obedient girl should!
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

He panted heavily as he finished, leaving her womb swimming in hot seed, nuzzling her eagerly, still tied to her when Damien returned. Well aren't you a good girl? You didn't even struggle. He smiled, patting her head. Soon you'll be having that lovely egg of his. He smirked, watching Houndoom slip out of her as his knot shrank down. Now, why don't we give you the last of your serum, and finish making you a Ninetails? He smiled, injecting her once more. Her lust would only be enhanced as her body shrank and shifted, her skull becoming fully canine, her limbs thin and shapely, bending into perfect alignment for quadrupedal movement. Her pussy and ass shifted up further as her rear slimmed, her tails falling to cover her sex like a silky curtain. He caressed her back, her entire body more sensetive, her new nose able to pick up the heady scent of Houndoom, as well as another lighter scent, presumably Damien's. You're such a good girl. He smiled, scratching behind her ears.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

Amelia was starting to come to her senses again, just as the Houndoom pulled out of her. She blinked a few times and looked up at the man who had just come back inside. What...? No! No, please, change me back right now! she begged, finally straightening herself up onto all four paws. She was desperately trying to will her body back to being human but just the opposite was happening thanks to the next injection. Everything on her body began to feel incredibly foreign. She was growing with her lust all over again as her body became far from human. It was shifting and twisting, turning her into the same appearance as any other Ninetails would look. She found herself instinctively leaning into his touch but quickly pulled away, her nose sniffing the air to experience all the new sensations and scents that she could pick up on. She shook her head furiously and used her paws to try and pull her collar off, denial quickly setting in. I'm not a Pokemon! I'm a human being! Of course, to human ears it would sound like the yips of the Pokemon she'd become. She whimpered and whined then made a bolt for the door, trying her hardest to find a way out of there. She had to escape, had to find someone who could help her and understand that this wasn't who and what she was! She had to escape somehow.
Thread: The Breeder Becomes the Bred. (DonVoltonus x Ceol)

He chuckled, watching her stumble about on her new limbs, walking calmly over and hooking a leash onto her collar. You WERE a human being. You're a pokemon now, and nothing short of another anthro like myself will ever hear otherwise. Humans will just hear your barking and yipping like a good girl. He gave her another scratch behind the ears. Now, is my poor girl still horny? You must be in a terrible heat right now, it's an effect of the serum. Shall I help cool your poor body down?