/trash/ Farms

You find yourself staring at unfamiliar black paws, your paws, admiring the cute pink pads adorning them.  In the corner of your eye you also spot the slight swell of your new breasts.  It's awkward and strange, but it's hard to argue with the result.  You're fucking adorable!

You look up to the tall, somewhat intimidating horse sitting behind the desk, he seems to be adding some finishing touches to your file.   The office has a conveniently placed mirror that allows you to admire your new feline body more properly.  You're a standard short-haired black house cat.  You strike a bit of a pose before giggling.  A tad short and slim, but with all of the right curves in the right places.

“So... how long does this last?”

“Until your services are no longer needed.  Have fun!” he says with a smile on his muzzle and a wave of his hand, indicating for you to be on your way.

You're not five steps out of his office before you spot a bull leaning against the side of the barn.  He has three cows fawning over him.  Two of them are competing to give his long shaft a world-class titty job, while the third eagerly licks at his low hanging balls.  The shaft is so long that the two top cows have no trouble licking at the tip as it sticks up from their breasts and pokes them in their faces.

One of the cows pulls her cute muzzle away from the slick shaft, licking her lips before adding “Remember to warn us before you cum.  I want you to unload inside me!”

“Hey, we agreed I was next!” the cow between the bull's legs complains.

With a mighty bellow, the bull grabs both of the talkative cows and shoves them back to the task at hand.  “Talk later, just keep licking girls.”

The sight has left you definitively hot and bothered.  You just about hold back a whoop of excitement.  This is exactly what you were hoping for!  You feel you ears perk as you just make out another sound from the other side of the barn.  A lewd sound.

You hear panting and whinnys.  A horse, different from the one in the office, is straddling over a smaller female one.  He has her leaned over a bail of hey as he thrusts fiercely into her.  At first you think she might be a donkey based on her small size, but her ears aren't the right shape.  She must be some kind of pony.

“Ah...  this isn't... fair.  I didn't... want to be a girl!” she manages to say between pants.  But the male isn't listening, he just grabs her and leans his head down to bite her neck.  You can see her gasp out and something seems to release, causing her eyes to roll back.  Judging by the way her hips are pushing back to meet his, she's not too concerned about her new feminine nature anymore.

You keep skulking around, eager to see other transformed individuals.  You're surprised to see what looks like a possum girl leaning in the shadows between two buildings.  She's lounging pretty comfortably, smoking a cigarette.  Upon spotting you she quickly lifts up her shirt and flashes her grey-furred, soft-looking tits at you, giving you a wink.  You twitch your tail, not sure why you're so embarrassed by the act, before moving on.

There's a goat sitting in the barn, examining the cloven hooves on his feet.  “So neat...”

You guess he's waiting for sheep girls to arrive.  Just as you turn the corner, you bump into someone else.  Someone black and white, with broad strong shoulders.  And a nice plump sheath between his legs, with a red tip sticking out of it.

“Oh my.” You say, looking into the face of the handsome collie dog.

“Oh, hi.” he says, waving to you in a cutely awkward manner.  “Just, looking around.”

“See any bitches yet?”

“Uh... no?” he says, not sure how to take the sudden question.

“Good, then I don't have to share.” you tell him, leaning in close and rubbing your fur against his.  This has the expected effect, causing more of his doggy shaft to come out.

“This isn't... too sudden?” he asks, looking around as if he's worried the two of you will be seen,

“The whole point of this is to get down and dirty.  Now get back here and knot this pussy.” you say with a grin on your muzzle.  You gesture towards the back of the barn with a wave of your tail.

“... Yes ma'am.” he says with quickly diminishing hesitation.

(( Will add more later ))




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I had a similar idea with a farm-themed fantasy story featuring anthro girls, only this one didn't involve image boards.  Still, it's similar enough (and brief enough) to lob in here with the others.

The cow girls, dog girls, cat girls, and other livestock  girls.

As well as the foxes, cougars, wolves and other "sinister" anthros who inhabit the woods.

Add other mythical creatures you can think of if they can fit into the setting.  Vaguely medival and fantasy, but with emphasis on a farm-house lifestyle.