Cow Daze Ch 09

At some point, Purity stopped talking. She only gurgled a variety of sounds to indicate what she wanted. Anthony understood her well enough, though, even if she only seemed to want to be fucked. She swayed in front of him, rubbing the second set of tits bulging from underneath her first set. They'd grown rapidly, becoming full and distended before the fat nipples began to leak milk, exactly like her natural set. Not that Anthony could conceive of much natural about their current condition. A tail jutted out from the top of her ass, just like the one that came out from the top of his. The things seemed strange at first, long and fleshy, about the diameter of a quarter until they winnowed to a point. After another twenty minutes, a fresh load of cum down Purity's throat and another gut full of milk from her tits into Anthony's belly, the tails grew hair. Somehow that made them a little less strange to Anthony's eye. His had black, bristly hairs running down it's length and even spreading up over the small of his back. He hoped it wouldn't go much further. Similarly, Purity's tail sported a coat of light brown covering much the same area while somehow highlighting the fat rump beneath the patch of fur.

"We need to go find the others," Anthony said for the umpteenth time. This time, though, Purity didn't object. She didn't even grunt a dissent. If anything, a vague look of dazed excitement passed over her face.

Anthony stood, body rippling with new muscle and strength. The waves of lust still came, but he found he could control them better. Even as his cock hardened and Purity grabbed hold of it, he still managed to brush her off. She did grunt with frustration at that. Anthony considered clothes, but doubted he could find anything to fit him or Purity. His dick bobbed grotesquely out in front of him, the head an angry bulb oozing a steady stream of precum. His balls felt tight between his legs, and he worried that much walking would lead to chaffing. As he walked around the cabin to get his bearings, Purity waddled behind him, occasionally yanking on his tail and pushing her breasts together in offering whenever he looked. "Not now," he said, feeling a bit more confident and clear headed. "We're going to find everyone else. Kat and Joy..."

The image of his girlfriend created a bloom of clarity in his head.

God, what kind of mess are we in.

"Fuck it. Let's go. We're walking up to the main cabin. Purity? Are you still in there?"

The nearly bovine young woman looked back into her stud's eyes. She nodded and smiled.

"Close enough. Come on." Anthony opened the door as she grabbed hold of his tail.

Good enough,

he thought, and they set off.

***

Luke shivered as his balls emptied again, splashing cum across his mother's face. The twitching nub at the base of his spine had him concerned, but dragging his slightly softened dick across Penny's face helped ease any worries. His mother looked a mess, cum dripping from her chin, caked into her hair, and oozing from between her thighs. She licked blindly at her son's cock, slurping in whatever cum she could reach as she continued squeezing her tits, a steady leak of milk running down over her sensitive body.

He had figured out enough to know that cumming gave him a few minutes of clarity. He bent slightly and grabbed one of his mother's puffed nipples, giving it a hard tweak. The burst of warm milk into his palm made him smile. "God, that's so fucking hot," he muttered. "But you're a little too sticky. When dad comes back, he probably won't be happy to see you caked in my cum. Get up and go take another shower." To his surprise, she obediently rose from her kneeling position and went into the bathroom. A moment passed before the room filled with the hiss of running water. Luke's mind already drifted to thoughts of joining her, feeling her fat tits underneath a soapy film as his dick slid between her ass --

"Fuck, no, focus." After their last fuck, when he'd finished on her stomach, he'd wanted to do something. Get a handle on the situation, maybe. Then, naturally, he figured the best way to do so would be to empty himself one more time. He wanted to find Kat, that was it.

Yeah, that's who I'm supposed to be fucking. Just need to keep my head clear long enough to find her. Then I can fuck as much as I want without any problems. I'll fuck Kat, and mom can go back to fucking dad. Or...maybe I'll just keep them both.

His dick twitched slightly at the thought of his mother kneeling face down beside Kat doing the same, both of their pussies leaking with his cum as he debated which ass to fuck first.

A new scent hit his nostrils. He inhaled deeply, instinctively. Not one, two, but mingled. The door to the cabin opened, and Anthony stepped inside followed closely by a creature that vaguely resembled Purity. For all the changes Luke had experienced, they had all been internalized quickly and accepted. Seeing those same changes in his friend, on the other hand, was startling, enough to send a cold spike of worry through Luke's chest where it met a flash of anger Luke couldn't quite explain. Anthony wasn't speaking. The other man's shoulders hunched up in a taut stance as his head lowered slightly. The air filled with a stringent smell, like rubbing alcohol, burning the inside of Luke's nostrils. It clouded out the other, familiar smell that came from Purity, but not enough.

She stood in the doorway, looking from Anthony's hulk to Luke and back again. Purity's arms crossed under one set of tits and then the other, squeezing and pulling at them self consciously as her thighs pressed together and her tail flicked nervously back and forth. Luke could see a frustration in her eyes that was pointedly not sexual. She wanted to speak, but couldn't find the words or the ability. Instead, she made a few frustrated grunts. It was enough to calm Luke slightly until he noticed Anthony's gaze flick over to the bathroom door. The other man's nostril's flared, and Luke perceived a gleam in his friend's eyes that could only be desire.

Luke's consciousness lurched back to the rear seat of his mind. The animal that had been fucking his mother grabbed control and rushed across the room. Anthony met him, fists balled and swinging. Luke ducked, choosing to put his shoulder into Anthony's chest rather than his cheek into Anthony's fist. The bigger man's momentum won out, though. Anthony grunted in a rush of breath as he fell forward on top of Luke, arms grappling for dominance. Each was aware of their nakedness, not out of shame, but of danger. In their current position, taking a knee or kick to their enlarged balls seemed all too likely. One needed to win and quickly.

Anthony's fists moved again, cracking into Luke's ribs. The thud didn't hurt nearly as much as Luke expected, and he was motivated to find that he could match Anthony's strength. With a hard shove, he put the other man on his back, landing a thump on Anthony's chest as Purity squealed somewhere behind them. Luke's victory was short lived. Anthony swung again, with more power than expected from his position, landing a punch square on Luke's jaw. Luke's head buzzed as he reeled backward. Through pure instinct, he threw the momentum into a short roll to add some distance between them.

They each scrambled to their feet, but while the blow rattled Luke's head, it also cleared his nose. He took in a deep breath filled with the bizarre scent of his cousin, his mother, and something else. The chemicals flowed into his brain and bonded with receptors that fired wildly, driving him into a full rage. Pushing off his legs, he sprang forward into Anthony, grabbing him around the waist. The other man didn't have time to plant his feet and lifted off the ground with ease as Luke charged them both into the side wall. They crashed hard, breaking the drywall and cracking one of the studs. A plume of dust filled the air as Anthony wrenched them free. He whimpered and dropped to the ground, winded and aching. Luke stood over him, fists clenched and ready to continue. Purity's smell grew stronger by the second...and another drifted slightly behind it.

Anthony began to get to his feet, so Luke raised his fist ready to strike his competitor down. As he did, another hand grabbed hold of his wrist. Luke turned to see another male, but recognized little beyond that. This new arrival had a shaggy beard of red that ran down over his chest. The eyes were familiar, but it didn't give Luke pause. He wasn't going to give up Purity and Penny without fighting. Or so he thought.

He brought his body around to fight, and the newcomer brought a fist down hard into Luke's chest. The thump echoed through his whole body as the wind shot out of him. He crumpled, still held up by his one arm. "Sorry boy, but I don't think you'd listen otherwise," the man said.

"Dad?" Luke was seeing small blips of light in his vision as he sucked in fresh air. For a moment, he thought he was seeing double. Near the door, Purity stood beside another, slightly smaller girl. He recognized Alicia by her giggle more than her form. His sister had already grown a firm second set of tits that seemed to be amusing Purity as Alicia gulped down milk.

Miles grabbed his son by the chin and yanked his head around to look him eye to eye. "You still in there somewhere? Got your senses back?"

Penny emerged from the bathroom, not having bothered to dry at all. She stood on one side of the room, Purity and Alicia on the other, while Miles hovered over the crumpled figures of Anthony and Luke. "Miles?" she asked.

"Yep," he said with a grunt as he let go of his son's wrist. He stood up to his full height, new muscle rippling with the slightest movement. A shaggy pelt of hair covered his crotch and pelvis, running down a long flicking tail that ended in a tuft of red. His face looked a little squashed, but handsome nonetheless as he peered out of slightly bigger eyes beneath two stunted lumps of keratin emerging from above his temple. From between his haired, powerful thighs, the biggest cock in the room shifted from side to side along with his movement. "I, uh, thought this would be harder to explain, but I guess not." He gestured back. "Alicia and I...well, the virus you know. Seems like I had a bit of a more potent dose in me. I've tried to resist as much as I could, Pen, but I'm guessing from context here that you had some problems, too." He watched her nod and let out a sigh of relief. "Luke, it's alright, son. Things are clearly a little different now. Anthony? You alright? Should ok?"

The two younger males got to their feet. Anthony nodded, and Luke sniffed resentfully. "So, you're not upset."

Miles shrugged. "Not sure any of this came down to us. It happened, but now we're going to deal with it."

"Oh, honey," Penny said, "does that mean I...uh, well, you know Luke is..."

Miles grunted. "Sit down, open your legs and stick two fingers in your pussy."

Luke and Anthony watched as Penny shivered, and then did exactly what Miles said. She bit her lips as she slowly pushed her fingers into the slightly changed lips of her evolving body. "What the fuck?" Anthony said.

"Not sure yet," Miles said. "Figured it out pretty quickly with Alicia. Whenever I tell her to do something, she does it. Can't believe how refreshing that is after all this time. Luke, now tell your mother to stop. I want to see if it works."

A blush of shame went over Luke as he turned to face his mother while his father watched her play with herself, "Mom," Luke said trying to sound confident. "Stop masturbating."

"Oh, sweetie," she whimpered. "I would, but...god it feels so good."

"Penny, stop," Miles said. She obeyed.

"Are you fucking serious? Is this like mind control?" Anthony wheeled around to look at the other two girls, imagining what he could do.

"No," Miles said. "Not really. You two were about to kill each other because you thought you were competing. Chemicals are hijacking our brains, and right now at least, that means whatever the chief male says, that's what the women are going to do cause it lights up their pleasure centers or whatever. I'm figuring this out as I go. I'm the oldest and the dominant, so I'm in charge. Maybe has to do with the progression of symptoms, too. Looks like someone did a number on Purity."

"Uh, she mostly did it herself. I couldn't really stop."

"Yeah, seems men go through a short fugue state while we change. I won't hold it against you. She seems happy." Miles stepped back, moving over to Penny. "Girls, Alicia and Purity. Come over here." He grabbed his dick as it swelled back to its full length. With one hand he gently nudged down Penny's jaw. The two younger men watched with bizarre fixation as Miles pushed his cock between Penny's lips. She sucked with giddy happiness. "The new rules are fucked up, but they are what they are. We go crazy if we don't cum, and so do the women. So it's up to us, since we only have a little bit of sense left, to keep everyone sane. Purity, give Miles a blowjob. Alicia, give Anthony a blowjob. Don't worry boys, we're going to figure this out. We'll have one round and then go find the others."

***

The hike back up to the visitor cabins was unpleasant. The walking path wasn't maintained for summers and long, sticking weeds snatched at Becca's legs. As for her retinue, they simply glided along in a mildly confused haze. Neither Joy or Kat had spoken much after Becca explained her plan. They perked up at the mention of Luke or Anthony, but otherwise kept pawing at themselves. Each now sported a full second set of leaky breasts, a short tail that flicked back and forth with a mind of its own, and Kat had developed the beginnings of an udder. Her overall growth in both height and mass made the new milkbag look proportional at least, even somewhat flattering if Becca thought about it too much. The puffy teats growing out of it would spurt milk whenever Kat played with the area. Joy found this particularly amusing, even seeming somewhat jealous. None of it surprised Becca much. She'd seen images of people with the worst cases, and the girls had a good ways to go before they worried about that.

They followed along as Becca trekked up the non-insignificant grade of the mountain. She tried to put the image of herds of cows following one leader out of her head, but the similarity was unavoidable. She did make an attempt to cover the girls to prevent sunburn, but neither seemed to mind. On close inspection, Becca saw their skin was sort of waxier than her own. Figuring they lucked out with some built in sunscreen, she focused on making sure they didn't cut their feet. The result was a ludicrous pair of four breasted women with fat asses wearing worker's snow boots that were at least three sizes too big. They flopped on the ends of Joy's and Kat's feet with each step, but neither girl tripped, and they seemed to get some delight out of the sound. Becca didn't mind that the extra hardship of walking distracted the two from fondling each other. Not only to save time separating them, but to save Becca's thoughts from wandering.

In some moments, Becca thought she would topple over into an abyss, tear off her clothes, and throw herself onto the sexual goddesses behind her. Those moments came more frequently as the hike went on, but still she resisted. She needed to get the girls to the others. She needed to explain what could still go wrong.

And maybe then...

It was late afternoon when they arrived at the main cabin. Becca was aching and exhausted, but the other two seemed perkier than ever. They tromped up the steps of the main cabin's rear deck, leaving their boots at the foot. Kat and Joy wiggled their toes to each other's amusement as Becca's eyes drifted to the abandoned cocktails from that morning's brunch. Movement drew their attention to the glass sliding doors. Becca recognized Miles mainly from the kindly look in his eye. Everything else about him threw her into a mingled curiosity and shock. As the door slid open, she could hear the soft moans of other women and the grunts of men. Her two wards shivered with anticipation as they caught the scent of sex on the air. "Becca, we were just about to come get you."

Miles stepped out onto the patio, a towering trunk of muscle and dick. Becca swallowed a lump in her throat and tried to stay focused. "They need to have sex," she said.

A warm smile spread across his face filling Becca with a warm slick sensation. "Oh, I don't think you'll need to worry about that." He turned to the two women waiting anxiously and staring at his dick. "Holy shit, this just keeps getting weirder." Without waiting for prompt, he moved to Kat and palmed her udder, hefting the whole thing in one hand as Kat almost creamed herself from the stimulus. Miles rolled his fingers over the soft if taut flesh. He gently grabbed one of the teats and pulled, shooting a high pressure stream of milk across the patio. The girls responded by simply falling into his gravity. Joy grabbed hold of his dick and started stroking while Kat melted against him, pushing all of her breasts against his body. Miles pushed them back, kissing Kat on the top of her head as he did. "Kat, go inside and fuck Luke. Joy, go inside and fuck Anthony. Then fuck whoever you want."

They bounced on their heels for a second before waddling into the house. Something akin to an animal cheering greeted them, and they disappeared into a tangle of limbs. Becca peered into the shadowed room, "Is Purity in there?"

"Yes," Miles answered. He folded his arms and leaned his torso back slightly, presenting the full view of his cock. Becca thought it was as wide around as her wrist and roughly the length of her forearm. It had a thin sheen on it from whoever it had been inside before Becca arrived. "Why do they need to have sex?"

The question interrupted the pleasant buzzing running up and down her body. "Hmm? Oh, orgasm causes the release of hormones that can block viral uptake. Helps limit the extent of the damage, but exacerbates the uh...cellular alteration. Sorry, you smell

really

good."

Miles grabbed her by the shoulders. "Becca, hang on, don't slip out yet. Focus. This morning you said that sex made things worse. Clearly it does. Purity is...well, Purity is a lot different. Anthony said she basically force fed herself his cum, and it definitely had an effect. Same with me. I held off all day, but then I fucked Alicia. An hour later I look like this. So which is it. Sex good or sex bad. Cause if its bad then...I think I can stop everyone."

"Both," she answered dreamily. "No one really knows, Miles. This thing has only existed for a week, and I got most of my information from medical message boards and email chains I can't even respond to. If you could somehow not have an orgasm for the entire duration of the virus, I think you'd be ok. But once you have one, you need to have a bunch and quick. Otherwise the virus starts damaging healthy tissue rather than changing it. I'm not explaining it right. I'm tired and horny and I don't want to any more. I just don't want to."

His hand gently stroked the side of her cheek. She leaned into it. "Strip naked," he said.

The words clanged in her head as she felt her first impulse of resent and suspicion. The glare from Miles pushed away those doubts. Becca took off her clothes, feeling self conscious about her body compared to the two buxom coeds who'd just gone inside. She didn't notice that she'd gained some muscle, but was quite conscious of her swollen and sensitive breasts. When she tossed aside her panties, she crossed her hands in front of her crotch and dared a glance at Miles's cock. It warmed her to see that it had stiffened considerably.

"Kneel down," he said. He waited while she obeyed. "Not going to lie. I've thought about this quite a lot over the years, Becca. But god knows I didn't think it would ever happen and certainly not like this. Open your mouth and suck my dick until I cum."