Master! Master! – Chapter 8.3

Latest fiction & first time story: Master! Master! – Chapter 8.3

by Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path

We both looked at the entrance to the barn where Elise was standing, a look of horror on her face. She stormed over and pulled Betty off me, pinching her ear the way she would a misbehaving child.

“Oh come on, we were just getting started!” Betty whined.

Instinct took over, my sense of shame returning. I ran over to my clothes and put them back on, though my pants were shredded.

I looked back to Elise who was covering her face with her hands. Yep, I knew that expression. Holy shit, she was even crying.

“Elise-”

“Listen, I don’t have a lot of money, but I’ll pay anything if you can just forget this ever happened and tell no one about this.”

Wait, what the hell? Shouldn’t she be more concerned with the fact that somehow her cow turned into a hybrid rather than the possibility I might tell someone? Unless… she already knew that this was possible.

“Has this happened before?” I asked.

“Look, just forget about it!”

“Just tell me, has it happened before?! How many other animals have turned?”

We both looked at each other, finally understanding.

“You know what’s going on here, don’t you?” she asked.

“It’s happened to me four times before now but I can’t say I understand it. But you’ve seen it too, before now, haven’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Animals around you have transformed into people?”

“Not me, but my sister. All of her pets turned into men. She had to move out before it happened to any of the bulls. This is my first time actually seeing a female… whatever-the-hell-they-are.”

I couldn’t believe it, someone else was going through what I was experiencing. Finally, I might get some answers! Considering the fact that everything I knew about this phenomenon had just been turned on its head by Betty, I needed those answers now more than ever.

“I need to talk to her.”

“Come back here at 6. I’ll invite her over for dinner. I suggest you bring your… pets with you.”

After Elise helped me switch out my flat tire, I drove home with my mind racing. I came inside, finding the girls all watching Sesame Street. I don’t know what’s funnier, three adult-sized women watching Sesame Street and playing along, or the fact that they’re all naked while watching it. Sonja, as always, rushed over to greet me, but stopped before reaching me. A strange look was on her face.

“Master has played with someone.”

She then closed in and began sniffing me all over, trying to sort through the multitude of smells. After the morning I had, I surely reeked of Betty.

“Girls, gather around, we need to talk.”

We all sat at the kitchen table and explained everything that had happened, from Betty’s transformation to Elise’s invitation to meet her sister. Well, I kept a lot of details about me and Betty’s playtime hidden. I didn’t want them to get jealous. When I was done, the girls sat, stunned. It was a while before they spoke.

“So there are others like us?” asked Momo.

“So there are others like Master?” asked Chloe.

“MASTER PLAYED WITH SOMEONE ELSE?!” screamed Sonja.

Due to Sonja’s reaction, I was really starting to feel guilty. After all, it would break my heart if the girls played with another man. Though, maybe it wasn’t romantic jealousy. Momo and Chloe didn’t seem fazed at all by the fact that I had sex with Betty. To them, playing was more physical than personal. Perhaps Sonja was just feeling canine competitiveness. Back before she transformed, she could always tell when I had pet another dog and would give me the third degree with her nose whenever I came home from work. But still, I should make sure…

“Sonja, why are you upset?”

Sonja looked down, suddenly embarrassed. “I don’t know Betty. What if she wanted to hurt Master? I’m glad Chloe got to play with Master because I know she’s kind. I don’t want Master to play with anyone until I know they aren’t bad.”

So that was it. She wasn’t jealous, just protective. I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. “I appreciate that. And don’t worry, I’ll always keep your feelings in mind. Now, everyone be dressed and ready to go by 5:30 and remember all of your table manners.”

I then went upstairs, in dire need of a shower and a long nap.

We were all quite nervous and excited when we made the drive over to Elise’s farm. The girls were all dressed up with brushed teeth, eager to meet others of their own kind. Elise had said that her sister’s pets had turned into men and I was curious as to what they looked like. In my case, only female animals had transformed around me, so Elise’s sister might be proof that it only happens with animals of the opposite sex.

We pulled into her long driveway, parking next to Elise’s truck and her sister’s car. All of the cows were in their pens for the night and lights were on in Elise’s house.

“Ok, girls, best behavior.”

We stepped up onto the front porch and I knocked on the door. It was open a moment later and my sphincter slammed shut. Before me were three half-naked hulks, just slightly shorter than Betty and with muscles that bodybuilders would fantasize about. They were wearing banana hammocks. Why the fuck were they wearing banana hammocks?! Hell, forget them beating me up, I was afraid they would bend me over the table and have their way with me! But Goddammit, they were magnificent. Perfect skin, perfect facial features, and hip bones that could sink the Titanic. My fear of violent sodomy was overwhelmed by my frustration at being so clearly outclassed in all physical aspects.

Chloe instinctively huddled behind me, Momo’s hair was on end with her tail standing erect, and Sonja had a growl in her throat.

“Ok guys, move back!” A woman pushed her way through with the same complexion as Elise but with frizzy hair and glasses. She looked at us with a big grin. “So, you’re the little bitch boy that Betty told me about!”

Of all the ways she could have greeted me, why did she have to say that?

“And you must be Lorraine.”

“Bingo. And these are your pets? They’re so cute!” She leaned forward to try to hug Sonja, but she and Momo joined Chloe behind me. I know, girls, I know.

“Can we come in?”

“Of course! Of course! Don’t mind the guys, they’re actually very skittish. I just thought this would be the funniest way for you to meet them. Come on in!”

She returned inside with the men closely following her. I don’t know which was more disturbing, the amount of man ass I saw, or how toned it was.

Inside, I could hear Elise. “Ok, Lorraine, you had your fun, now get them dressed!”

I could also hear one of the men. “He’s here! He’s here and he brought his pets! I spent all day wondering what they would look like and now I know! Isn’t this amazing? Isn’t this incredible? Ineverthoughtthisdaywouldcomeanditsnow-”

His words just mixed together as he spoke faster and faster.

The girls and I all looked at each other, built up our courage, and went inside. The house of a farmer was as expected, filled with tools that needed to be taken back to the barn, touched with the second-hand smell of animals, but also very welcoming and warm. We passed by the living room and dining room and entered the kitchen, where food was being feverishly prepared. The men were getting dressed, and only now was I actually noticing their characteristics.

The first one, I would say is a blond, but that wouldn’t be right since he didn’t actually have hair. Instead, he had a big pompadour of yellow feathers growing out of his scalp. Give him some sunglasses and he’d be a perfect Johnny Bravo. When he turned around, I also saw a large sheet of feathers growing out of the base of his spine, almost looking like a beaver’s tail. The second had dark gray hair despite being young, with two triangular ears on the top of his head. He also had a big bushy tail, fluffy beyond deion. The third had a green scaly tail, as large as one of his legs, with ridges going up his spine and giving way to a mohawk of the same color. He also had two streaks of the scales going down his cheeks from his eyes. The three of them were all tan in varying shades, but I couldn’t be sure if it was from sun exposure or if it was their natural skin tones. The girls were completely stunned, finally having others to compare themselves to. Like them, the three men wore clothes altered to let their tails hang freely.

Elise stopped what she was doing and gave a deep sigh. “Everyone’s here. Well, not quite…”

“No, we’re not all here!” said the feathered one. “Betty isn’t here! We can’t do anything if Betty isn’t here! Where is she, should I find her? Is she upstairs? Is she outside?” Jesus Christ, he would have kept prattling on if Lorraine hadn’t distracted him with a cracker.

On cue, deep footfalls were heard behind me, and before I could turn around, a pair of massive breasts were pressed against the back of my head and a powerful hand grabbed my junk. All the girls jumped back, shocked by Betty’s height. She leaned down, nibbling on my ear.

“You and I have unfinished business. I’m going to snap your tiny dick off inside me if it’s the last thing I do.”

Fuck, I might really become addicted to this bitch.

“Hey, Betty, let him go! Come on, I need more help over here!” Elise barked. She then saw the man with the bushy tail trying to steal food from the table but she sent him scurrying with a clap of her hands.

“That’s right, Betty!” said the blond man again. “He’s our guest! You shouldn’t do that to our guest! It’s rude and what might those three think? You can be so clueless sometimes, always getting grouchy when you don’t get all the attention you. Your manners haven’t improved since transforming. You’re still-”

Again, Lorraine silenced him with a cracker. Shit, this guy was going to drive me crazy.

“Come find me, and we can take turns milking each other,” Betty whispered before releasing my junk and moving by me to help Elise. She too was dressed, wearing a top that had been heavily altered to accommodate her bust and similar skirt that barely hid her ass.

Sonja watched her in shock, unable to believe the size of her breasts. Through hours of playing, I had made it clear to Sonja that I loved her big tits, it was her sexiest aspect, but now she realized that she was outmatched. To be honest, we were all frazzled by these new sights and were already mentally exhausted. I needed to keep things moving.