Beef is a dark meat after all

Raven had indeed responded.

She was going to be here soon. John had no intention of playing a long game any more, by the time she arrived he was going to make sure that she joined his herd as quickly as possible to do that he needed cooperation.

He wiggled his finger, beckoning for his extra familial members to bring their impressive bovine busts to his already resurgent cock.

He grinned taking perverse satisfaction in the way that mother and daughter were kissing pushing his rather impressive bovine beefsteak between their breasts milk and saliva intermingling as they continue to lewdly lock lips. John thrust felt his balls slap against the soft plush flesh, the milk slick fur causing him to slide between them. You put a great big hand both girls heads. Enjoying the lewd display as they waited for the middle child.

She was going to be a special one for him. Unless he found someone more suited to the role the talented tattoo artist was going to be the preserver of his legacy. Every girl he transformed, every girl he got to join his hedonistic harem was going to be branded, she was going to design those brands design the marks that were going to adorn anyone he turned his eye to. If she was good at it maybe he'd share a bit of his power with her, but for now he was happy just to contemplate her sudden change. He grit his teeth making a final snap so that he wouldn't let himself go until his target was exactly where he wanted her.

After about 30 minutes of constant unadulterated pleasure he heard the front door open and the sound of his Gothic dream girl announcing her arrival.

"We are in the living room darling," called Angela between mouthfuls of steaming pre.

"You'll so want to see this sis," added Kirsten showing an identical flat toothed grin.

As Raven rounded the corner John felt his body twitch, and tighten, it was time to spring the trap and John was not going to be patient bull. As his two cows pulled back releasing his massive member he felt his orgasm overwhelm him. His balls tightened and without any hesitation he continued to spray all over his latest target with impunity. He tweaked himself a little more since he'd loaded down his bovine beauties. While Kirsten and Angela had received an excessive but still vaguely realistic load from the bombastic bullock, he wasn't even trying for anything less than 100% hentai run now. A huge swathe of seed began to spurt from his rigid rod absolutely coating the young leather clad punk in an ocean of transformative semen. He grinned satisfied as he watched it trip from her lips into her open mouth its aphrodisiac qualities having an immediate effect on her. Just like how Kirsten had changed so too did Raven's body immediately react to the magic running through her.

The first change for the Queen in corsets was around the area she was already highlighting. The girl let out a surprised moan her hands reaching up to grasp that her bodice, her eyes growing wild with panic and arousal she felt her body shift into high gear. Her loins tingled her breasts were already impressive but the power of John 's seed quickly made them eclipse either of her sister or her mother's. Enormous beach ball sized breasts already leaking milk from their studded tips. Their obscene size matched only by a wave of white fur forming a pattern on her chest. The rest of his skin darkened turning jet black before growing the same light fur in midnight. All the while she was mooing. Small stubby horns forming on the top of her forehead quickly turn into long wicked protrusions almost as long as John is owned impressive horns.

She lurched forward her hands tearing at her clothes, ripping her revealing ensemble off. She looked hungry, **** to gobble more of the white goo she had been absolutely soaked in. Angela and Kirsten both mooed with appreciation, watching their sister/daughter join them as part of John 's horny herd.