They are all infused so they are over the moon

The residents of Epsilon Gamma Gamma would probably have been horrified to see what had become of them but instead they were already being warped by the power that created them. It felt strange that was sure, and they were going to have to learn

How to deal with their new bodies, but it was obvious to the breakfast club that they were the beginning of something that wasn't going to end with just them.

There was a manic desire, the girls felt their collective libido skyrocket. Joni and Stacey moved onto Angela's breasts, one on either side. Completely turned on, the two began greedily kissing and licking

Each hen taking the opportunity to suckle the rich milk flowing from her mammoth milkers.

They both felt the tingling sensation their own breasts swelling and shifting under their shirts. Someday soon they'd be able to show off their transformed bodies, in fact

There was something special about Joni and Stacey, deviant fantasies filling their heads as they drank more of their classmate's creamy milk. All they needed to do was find a boy with the right kind of personality and kinks. For now they were happy to pleasure one another the two chicken girls groaning in time as Angela dug a thick finger into each of their throbbing cloaca.

Cynthia looked down at her useless hands seeming a little disappointed until some deep deviousness seemed to seep into her. Just because she didn't have hands didn't mean she couldn't get used and abused. The poor sighing girl wiggled her little snout knowing that she would serve a purpose just as soon as she could find a boy who could completely pin her down.

"Hey, we've got to share this with everyone," she snorted moving into a more suitable quadruped stance. "

Please tell me were going to share this gift at the community bake sale,"

"we sure are," moaned Maria winking at the pig girl, "I'm guessing people are going to guess your weight,"

"damn right, and probably load me down a bit too, the more of us there are the stronger the power to change reality becomes," announced Cynthia, her understanding becoming clearer. "And the more twisted the desires we fulfil the more we change ourselves, damn I want to get pregnant now,"

"what me to call my boyfriend?" Offered Maria

"do you mind if he becomes a dominant?" Replied Cynthia

"that's why I want him to fall to you," replied the first hen of the henhouse.