Meanwhile... Back at the Avengers mansion...

"And THAT is why you sell to both sides of the aisle! THAT way you can get double the profits and none of the accountability to worry about." Explained Tony Stark, lounging back in his chair while sipping on a glass of brandy from his seat in the living room.

Sitting with him on the couch, Tigra and Wasp traded looks, leaning in close to whisper to each other while Tony took another swig.

"I think he's overdid it again."

"What gave you that idea? Him selling to two countries that hate each other or that glass is his third bottle of brandy?"

Looking back to the three empty bottles and Tony leaning back with a laugh as he kept drinking, Greer, the Tiger woman shrugged. "Yes."

"Ah Stark simply has a good appetite for good ale my friends." Cheered Thor from the fireplace with a pint of ale in hand. Getting a toasting gesture from Tony along with a wink as the two drank together.

Walking into the living room, Jen Walters, and Steve Rogers along with Carol Danvers joined the four, finding Iron-Man and Thor in good spirits.

"Hi everyone, what's the special occasion?"

"Oh, nothing much. I just opened a couple of new markets, and I wanted to celebrate by getting ridiculously drunk!" Chuckled the billionaire as he took another sip.

"Yep, sounds like our Tony." Chuckled Carol as she poured herself a drink from the half-finished bottle of Brandy.

Chuckling into his drink, Tony's eyes darted to his phone when it 'pinged', indicating the that the meal gift he sent Wanda got picked up at her hotel room. "Uhp, looks like Wanda got my care package while she's away on vacation."

"What did you get Wanda for her vacation Tony?" Asked Steve, sitting down on the couch with Jen taking the opposite side.

"I gave her enough to feed a large family of 5... Figured she'd probably get herself some company while she's out in Vegas."

Tapping her chin with a finger, Janet found herself wondering. "I don't think Wanda knows a lot of people to share that much food with, besides, wasn't she going alone?"

"HEY, when I went alone I was with plenty of company."

"Those were whores Tony..." Scoffed Carol, rolling her eyes.

"Still counts."

Captain America frowned a bit as a thought came to min. "I just hope she's having the time of her life, lately she's seemed so lonely."

*

Meanwhile back in Las Vegas...

Wanda was having the time of her life!

Laying on her side with a proud smile on her lips and resting her chin over the palm of her hand, her four newborn children nursed at her four tits. Her quadruplets were all covered in a sheen of red fur and sported little nubs on their heads and fluffy tails. So obviously they weren't human, but then again, neither was she... Now.

Like son like mother, Wanda was just as hairy and bestial as they were. With cloven feet, red fur, four tits and horns like a goat, Wanda's eyes fluttered with delight at the sensation of her feeding her four sons. She felt so primal, so accomplished. So... Ambitious. Even now, she wanted MORE children, she wanted another litter of four, no, a litter of 5, 6. She wanted to fill her hotel room with her own progeny.

All this time she mulled over what to do with her human life, trying to keep herself restrained because of her chaotic magics. But she wasn't human anymore, she was a satyr! She could do whatever she wanted now, indulge in anything she desired, and she would never be restrained again! No, she had PLANS now, delicious plans. All thanks to that cocky ram of a satyr she summoned to scratch that itch she had so long ago. Buck was leaning against the wall, snoring, and idly scratching his gut at the mention of his name.

"BUCK! So big... So big... " Moaned out Consuela, rubbing circles around her crowded womb as she laid on her back. Her horns had already sprouted from her brow and black fur was already beginning to develop, her changes happening faster than Wanda's, much to the Scarlet Satyr's delight.

With her children full, Wanda sat up and made her way to the growing mother-to-be, laying next to her and pulling her face close to make out with. The horned woman mewled and reciprocated, groping at one of Wanda's full breasts and massage its slope, making the Scarlet Satyr wag her tail.

"You are coming along nicely my herd sister." Purred Wanda in a thick European accent, bringing a hand to rest over Consuela's belly and smirk at the sensation of so many kicks meet her palm. "We shall grow a large herd indeed."

"YES! So many, want more, ALWAYS more, I never want to stop."

Wanda purred with delight, seeing the woman's accelerated changes. "Oh yes, I am so proud of you. So eager to please and kick off that pesky humanity."

Her content, aroused smile faded and then she turned her head slowly to take a look at the woman Buck dragged inside. She glared at the scared raven-haired waif in a cold, uncaring manner, and hissed out, "Unlike some people."

Wanda's smile turned devilish, watching the woman sit in the middle of the floor, dazed and overwhelmed by the arousing scents permeating all around her. She had a hot blush on her cheeks and her eyes were so dilated, it seemed she was **** in Wanda's presence. And that's because she was! Wanda, Buck, and Consuela were all exuding pheromones that made the woman so hyper sensitive and aroused she didn't know what to do with herself. She almost didn't react when Wanda crawled over and cupped the woman's chin in her hand.

"Look upon me little one, look upon HER, do you wish to be part of my herd? To never again know limits? To have your desires grow as you do?" Wanda commanded imperiously.

Amanda could only moan and squirm in the satyr's clutches, her nipples tenting her bedgown and feel moisture trickle between her legs. "B-but... I'm a business lady. I can't just... Just..."

"OH! But you will my tiny plaything. And in time you will CRAVE it!"

Hearing the door to the suite open and seeing several carts of food being brought in by Deandra, Wanda let go of Amanda's chin and got to her cloven feet. She nickered out a pleased laugh, before she licked her lips at the prospect of filling her growling stomach.

Closing the door behind her, Deandra paused for a moment, her mouth forming a shocked O at the changed redhead before her. Her round eyes then drifted from the Scarlet Satyr over to Consuela, who had horns now sticking out of her forehead, as well as a fine layer of fur beginning to form all over her outrageously voluptuous body. Something in Deandra's mind told her that she should be freaked out, that she had been fucked by Buck and that this...all this...would be her same fate!

Instead, Deandra just smiled, tore off her skintight top and announced with an amused giggle, "Dinner's here... Oh! Who's the new beanpole?"

*

Pulling the cloth off the food cart and salivating at the trays and plates of finely cooked food, enough to feed a large family, Wanda grabbed what she could and shoved it into her mouth. Deandra and Consuela smiled excitedly at one another and quickly joined in, grabbing handfuls of cooked potatoes, roasted chicken, macaroni pasta and slurping down soup like it was water. As they ate, the other two transforming women squirmed as the food fueled further growth. Consuela scratched at her longer hair as her horns arched around her ear and fur spread over her body. Scratching at her lower back and wiggling her hips and plump ass back and forth, she sighed in relief as her own tail popped out behind her. Tilting her head in the air, she nickered out a long, drawn-out sigh at the sudden relief she felt, before diving back into the smorgasbord before her.

Deandra, meanwhile, ate like a woman possessed, stuffing her face with both hands at a time. While she did, the one-time petite, svelte cheerleader's now-voluptuous curves swelled as if her flesh were water balloons and the food she stuffed herself with was the water. At one point she hesitated in guzzling down soup to scratch at her thigh, just as her shorts finally split open at the thighs and tore away completely, finally leaving her fully naked. The blonde was absolutely shocked and brayed out like a goat in surprise! Deandra was stunned into silence at the animalistic noise that had just came out of her mouth and she covered her mouth in astonishment, only to see the other two satyr woman before her share giddy smiles as they looked at one another knowingly. Deandra's eyes grew round in confusion at their strange reaction, before she jumped when both changed women laughed out loud as if this was the funniest thing that had ever happened. Stunned and slightly embarrassed at first, the blonde looked down at her impossibly curvy figure and then over to the two satyr women. She recalled feeling suddenly so different and even more distant from her former cheerleading squad. Deandra felt a dizzying sensation flow through her and she growled out in shock as her body shuddered. Looking back up at Wanda and Consuela, who had never stopped laughing at Deandra, the blonde felt something in her mind crack, and she joined her fellow herd sisters in their mad laughter, before all three of them went back to devouring as much of the food cart in front of them.

"Ooh, SOMETHING smells good!" Murmured Buck, slowly coming to from his slumber. He sat up and sniffed the air, licking his lips when he finally spotted the trays of food in front of him and the three shapely beauties treating themselves.

"Come my love, join us in our meal." Purred Wanda, moving slightly to the left to give the large satyr room to sit with the other three.

Not much more invitation was needed as he did just that, grabbing hold of a pot of soup and guzzling it down while grabbing a roasted chicken with his other free hand. More and more the four ate, picking the three trays clean of their bounty as their figures grew.

Midway through finishing off her own roast chicken, Wanda's eyes turned to the whimpering woman behind her. Amanda crouched down and looked so unsure of what to do next. Her eyes would dart from the four creatures before her to the door and back. Wanda was amused that the dark-haired woman looked like she would collapse from the potent scents and smells assailing her senses. Licking her lips and not in hunger, Wanda leaned back and grabbed the woman by the arm to pull her towards the group. She was pleased when the tiny little thing began to struggle in her strong grip like a predator manhandling its prey.

"My, my little one, look at you. You are nothing but skin and bones," Smiled the red-haired goat woman as she pinched at the woman's hip with her fingers, "A heifer of MY herd should be AMPLE and HEALTHY."

Plucking a tater tot off the tray, she wriggled it teasingly in front of Amanda's nose, her devilish smile never leaving her lips and her tail never stopped waging.

Little did she know, Amanda never ate such junk food, preferring healthy and nutritious meals at all times, but something was calling to her in the back of her mind to give in this once. Her hunger was so overpowering.

"I... I shouldn't..." Whimpered Amanda, despite the hungry look in her eyes. She had never felt this hungry. This ravenous, "I..."

Nickering and tilting her pointed ears back in annoyance, Wanda pinched at Amanda's chin to **** her mouth open and flicked the tater tot into her mouth. The moment it passed her lips, Amanda's eyes went wide, and she breathed in sharply. It was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted in her entire life! And it was like the tiniest pebble that was enough to break through the sturdy dam that was her resilience. Looking to the tray of food with new eyes, the CEO leaned forward and grabbed what she could and bit into it all like a starving woman. Deandra and Consuela watched her intently and laughed at her enthusiasm.

"There we go my child, welcome to the herd." Wanda purred.

Turning her attention to Buck, Wanda sided up to the bull satyr and nuzzled into his shoulder and chest. All the while her hand roamed down playfully to trace her finger over his gut and down to his waist to stroke at his cock.

"After the meal, perhaps my favorite satyr will give his heifer a good thrumming before bed, yes?"

"Heh, sure thing hot stuff." Chuckled Buck, his eyes diverting to Consuela as she raised her arms over her head to stretch and sighed as a second pair of breasts grew under her original ones, her round belly jolting from her hungry unborn demanding she keep eating. "Maybe even a second round after dark too."

*

Dinner lasted all but a few minutes with the five eating three trolleys worth of pre-cooked food sent by Tony Stark. It did nothing to curb their gnawing hunger, but it did stir up other appetites.

Kicking the door to the bedroom open and making out furiously with Buck, Wanda moaned into the tall goat man's mouth before playfully shoving him onto the bed and crawling on top of him to make out even more. The king-sized bed creaked and strained at the impressive weight of the two supernatural beings. Deandra and Consuela tumbled into the room not long after. The former cheerleader's **** giggles could barely be heard over the sound of Buck and Wanda's animalistic fucking on the large bed. Consuela nickered as she tried to squeeze her dramatic cues into the bedroom past the former twig's own voluptuous body as they both tried to loosen themselves into the bedroom at the same time. Finally, with a great strain, both the Latina satyr and changing cheerleader broke the doorframe once they managed to pry themselves free. The two rushed over to the bed, taking up either side, and pressed up against Wanda's thighs as the red furred satyress guided Buck's cock between her legs and sunk down on his girth. Braying out loud as she ground her hips against his.

"Huff... Hmm... I vant you to give it to me Buck. No more 'human' restraints! I vant to cut loose, to be wild. I vant to bear more children. I... I vont a HERD!"

"I love it when you talk dirty Red." Chuckled Buck as he gripped at her hips and thrust hard into Wanda, making the female satyr wail and moan, tossing her long hair back and forth while Deandra sucked at her neck and Consuela pulled her in for a passionate kiss.

Returning the kiss, Wanda moaned into Consuela's mouth when she felt Deandra clasp her lips around one of her breasts. The blonde woman suckling greedily from her milk while her hands roamed and groped what they could. Wincing and moaning as she felt her forehead squirm, Deandra continued to drink, even after her horns finally sprouted and her own curves began to grow larger and larger. Yes, Wanda wanted to be the source of it all! To be the one to spread this 'gift' to others, to multiply their numbers. Placing a hand over Consuela's belly, she could feel her triplets kicking up a storm, making the dark-haired woman blush and moan when their lips separated. The former maid-turned satyress and the one-time Avenger flashed knowing, joyous smiles at one another at what they had both become. Turning her attention to Deandra, Wanda pulled her in for a kiss, feeling up the woman's widening rear with a grin.

"Uhp... Girl on girl action! Gonna... Gonna... GonnaaaaaAAARGH!" Braying out a deep roar, Buck flooded Wanda's pussy again and again, making her call out in a deep and throaty moan of her own orgasm. Panting and making out with Deandra, Wanda moved aside to change places with Consuela. She lost her balance, being so dazed from taking all that Buck had to offer, and fell into Deandra's now soft, rounded body in a dull thud. Both women laughed almost drunkenly as they continued to kiss and lick at each other.

"Yes! YES! Claim me again my handsome stud! Make me yours!" Consuela, meanwhile, moaned out loud, tossing her hair and crying out as Buck speared into her. Her face pulled to the side suddenly, Wanda went back to making out with the satyress, managing to pull herself away from the pretty blonde on the floor, their tongues dueling with each other as Wanda squeezed one of her tits and caused mother's milk to dribble down her tit.

"You are so EAGER my sister." Purred Wanda, trailing her kisses between Consuela's lips and neck. "Together we shall add so many to our numbers!"

"Yes! I don't care about anything else! Not my husband! Did I ever have a fucking husband? Who cares! I just want to eat; I want to Fuck! I want... Want... WaaaaaaaRGHH."

Braying out his own orgasm, Buck flooded Consuela's insides until her water broke, making the dark furred satyress gasp and move herself to the carpeted floor as Deandra managed to pick herself off the floor to take her place and Wanda tended to the black furred female in labour. Sharing a passionate kiss with the male satyr, Deandra smirked down at him, pressing her forehead against his, overwhelmed with giddiness as their horns brushed against each others. She then sunk down on his cock and reared back in a harsh, guttural moan. One shared by Consuela as she began to give birth on the floor.

"AAAAaaaaagh.... YES! I wanted children for so long and Now... NoooaaaAAAAAAGH!"

Pushing as hard as she could, she could feel her first born crown at her pussy, the sensation taxing yet pleasurable while her moans were drowned out by Deandra grinding her hips against Buck's and braying out in orgasm.

"Yes my herd sister. And remember who gave you this...all this," Wanda husked, making eye contact with the delirious, black-furred satyr woman. Through labored breaths and throaty nickers and brays, Consuela looked at Wanda long and hard and nodded her horned head slowly. A silent pledge to go along with whatever Wanda and Buck had planned. As a worthless, pitiful human she had been a devout Catholic, but now, as a large and powerful Satyress she had found a new God and Goddess, and she would do whatever they said. She was a true believer in the cause!

"We shall breed a mighty herd together," Purred Wanda, smiling when Consuela pushed again and her first born was free and began mewling and crying between her meaty thighs. Plucking the child carefully in her arms, she brought the boy to Consuela's tit to drink from. Consuela had never been so happy clutching her firstborn, and she had begun to cry tears of joy. But she felt more movement in her womb, and she knew she wasn't done giving birth. She savored every minute of it! The black furred female satyr could only smile and flutter her eyes in bliss before her face twisted into effort again when she felt her next unborn travel down her birth canal.

On the bed, Deandra reared back and wailed out in orgasm, tossing her long mane of blonde hair, and collapsing to the side to regain her strength. Leaving Wanda to get back to her cloven feet and straddle Buck once again. Consuela could take care of her own kids. Not a word was shared between the two as they leered back at each other and ground and thrust against each other's hips. Wanda's four heavy breasts swaying from the effort and hanging invitingly in front of Buck's mouth.

Nickering and bleating out like a goat in heat, Wanda's eyes fluttered at the rough treatment as she reached her limits again. She wanted to go wild, go feral! She wanted to indulge and grow without forethought or consequence. To be the biggest in her self-declared herd. Moaning out a guttural roar, one shared by Buck who gripped at her meaty thighs, the two's eyes suddenly glowed red. Their bodies beginning to expand larger and heavier until the legs of the bed gave way finally and Wanda collapsed on top of Buck.

Deandra and Consuela had joined in on the animalistic cries of passion, their own bodies expanding as a result, just as Consuela had finished giving birth to her triplets. Deandra bleated, brayed and finally, nickered in delight as her curves expanded. Blonde fur began to enveloped her entire body as her feet transformed into cloven hooves and four milk heavy tits crowded her heaving chest.

It was all too much, and all of the satyrs in the ruined hotel bedroom passed out from the sheer stimulation overload. Consuela's kids slumbered gently in her arms. Buck, Wanda, and their growing herd were sated for now.

Meanwhile Amanda, who had eaten more than she had in one sitting than she had in two days, had passed out first, even before Buck, Wanda, Consuela, and Deandra made their way into the bedroom. She was naked and her face and parts of her body had drying flecks of food still caked on it. Giving into her suddenly immense hunger had all been too much. The strange irony of it, though, was that this was the soundest she had slept ever since arriving in Las Vegas for her conference, and it was all thanks to the enormous goat man and his fat sluts. At that moment, she groaned in her sleep. The always rail-thin woman with the ballerina figure would subconsciously bring her hands down to her slightly rounded stomach to sooth the digestion process that could practically be heard down the hall.

Little did the CEO know that just a minute ago, when Wanda's eyes flashed red, she too had been caught up in the magic. She had never woken up, but her peaceful sleep had been ruined, if only for a few seconds. She had whined out softly as her body was overcome with undeniable pleasure. Her slumbering form quivered, jostled, and gyrated on the floor and then, just as quickly as it had happened it was done. Amanda's stomach growled once again and rather than groaning out, a low, goat-like nicker escaped her lips. She turned over on the carpeted floor, allowing her thicker, shoulder-length hair to move slightly.

Only to reveal a pointed ear.

*

Hours had passed after the meal and tryst in the bedroom, by the time Wanda had woken up, she had no idea how much time had really passed, only that by the looks of outside, it was already dark out. Smiling to herself and sitting up on the bed, Wanda got to her cloven feet and giggled when she felt her center of gravity shift. She had become larger; she could feel it. Stretching her arms over her head she looked down at the watermelon sized breasts that hung proudly from her chest, all four of them. Taking a step, her smile widened when she heard her cloven foot make a heavy thump, meaning she had to weigh in excess of 500 pounds, and by how close the ceiling was to her horned head, she had to be 7 feet tall.

"Hmm... So large and in charge! I LOVE it." Wanda purred, feeling up her meaty thigh and giving her 3-foot-wide ass a slap.

Oh yes, to be so large was a turn on, and the best part was, she wasn't alone. Looking over to the corners of the room, she found Consuela and Deandra slowly stir awake, cooing and moaning as they too got up to their feet and smiled back at the red-furred beast woman.

"My sisters, look how ample you have become." Wanda husked, stepping forward where the other two joined her in the middle of the bedroom and brushed up against each other, feeling up each other's curves and bulk with curiosity and delight.

"So BIG! I can't remember being so small before." Swooned the dark furred Consuela, looking down at her matronly curves and large frame lustfully, along with Wanda and Deandra's curves. "I want to be bigger!"

"Bigger and BIGGER!" Deandra hissed out passionately, looking behind her and seeing nothing but the shelf of her meaty rear. It surprised the former cheerleader-turned-satyress that in just the span of 2 days she had expanded into a massive goat woman. Her THIGH was bigger than her original body. She was now a true zealot to Wanda's cause and savored the sensation of taking the time to feel up all four of her huge breasts, before she husked, "I don't want to be puny ever again."

"Nor I herd sister." Wanda smirked, brushing her hip against the blonde satyr just as she pulled her close to make out with. Moaning into Deandra's mouth as they pressed their chests against each other. Very quickly Wanda found her neck being assailed with nips and kisses from Consuela, her black furred body pressing up against the other two and whimpered at the lack of attention. "WE shall grow together my herd sisters, we shall never be 'human' sized again."

Pulling in Consuela, Wanda moaned into the horned woman's mouth in a passionate kiss, pressing up to mash her breasts against hers while her hands roamed over Consuela's thighs. Pulling away, Wanda turned and kissed Deandra, the blonde moaning a throaty growl as her tongue dueled with the red furred beast woman. The trio sharing a three-way kiss, trading lips back and forth for minutes. Until a noise stopped them in their affections. A stomach growl echoed out in the bedroom, coming from Deandra's middle until it was joined by the others. Biting her lip, the blonde nickered and wagged her tail, before whining out, "I'm hungry! Is there any food left?"

"We are SURROUNDED by food my sister." Wanda exclaimed, thrusting her arms out to display everything around her.

Separating from the two, Wanda marched towards a light fixture on the wall and pried it off with the same ease as plucking an apple off the branch, demonstrating for the others, Wanda took a bite out of the brass metal and smiled, chewing on the material before swallowing.

"Everything made by man is our food herd sister, we shall eat well in this 'fabricated' oasis made around us."

Tossing the light fixture to the two other satyresses, the pair playfully fighting over the chunk of metal and glass as they picked at it like a bundle of grapes. Much to their surprise and delight, it all tasted delicious to them as they bit off more and more until the fixture was gone.

"Imagine it my herd sisters, we shall create an Eden together, a paradise, all thanks to my lovely pet."

Resting her hands at her wide hips, Wanda turned her attention to the still snoring Buck laying on his back and sporting morning wood. Licking her lips, Wanda found herself lusting and hungering for her horned companion when she heard moving in the living room, followed by a chorus of grunts and brays.

"Oh? 'sniff, sniff' Do you smell that my sisters?"

"Sniff, yeah... What IS that?"

Opening the door to the bedroom and squeezing herself through with some effort, Wanda found the living room crowded with seven fully grown adult male satyrs penned up and elbowing for room. They all looked like copies of Buck, save for a few differences in fur color and size, each of them towering over 7 feet tall and built like a grizzly bear. But what got Wanda's leering attention were the forearm sized flaccid cock visible under the slope of their hanging guts and the bowling ball sized sack propping them up.

Moving aside to give her herd sisters room to enter, she looked back at the pair and back to her and Consuela's adult children with pride, spreading her arms out wide.

"Welcome my sisters, to our herd."

Their ears perking up to the sound of Wanda's voice, the seven hulking satyrs turned their attention to the three females at the door and immediately crowded around them. Looking up at the with s mug grin, Wanda's smile cracked into laughter when her four sons clasped their mouths around her nipples and began to drink, enticing her to thrust out her chest as best as she could to give them room as they grunted and complained finding space.

"Such APPETITES they have!" Husked Consuela, feeding her own triplets as she combed her fingers through their hair and horns with matronly pride.

"They certainly spark an appetite in ME sister." Husked Deandra, licking her lips at the sight of the satyrs growing hard in their presence. The scents they gave off was making the blonde feel like she was going in heat. Right then and there she wanted to fall to all fours and coax them to give her the rutt of a lifetime... But then she spotted another scent in the room, one that gave her a sly grin.

"Sniff, sniff, hmm... Seems we have a shy one in our midst."

Stomping her way over to the washroom, Deandra easily pried the locked door open as if it were made of cardboard and tin and reached in to grab the arm of the yelping woman who had locked herself inside and pulled her into the living room.

Amanda, the office lady on vacation Buck had snatched up was a pale shadow of her former self. Wearing the remnants of her clothing she wore the other day, her sweatpants looked panted on her thick thighs and wide hips, and her buttoned blouse showed large spaces between the buttons, struggling to hold together and contain her mammaries, which had essentially doubled in size and heft. Her professionally cut hair had grown down to her shoulders, and to Wanda's delight, the points of her ears poked out from the sides of her bangs.

Wha... What's happening to me?" Amanda whimpered, her eyes darting to the massive cock of the satyrs who had their fill of milk and looked down at her with curiosity. Immediately her legs turned to jelly, and she slowly sunk to the carpet floor, shivering in arousal. "I... I don't feel human."

"And you aren't. Not anymore." Husked Wanda, stomping her way over to the woman and smiling darkly at how she looked up at her in awe. "You are becoming satyr, a beast of bounty and indulgence. In time you will become like US and be part of the herd. Soon, my sister, you will desire to become one of us. You will crave it!"

"But... But I'm a business woman! I'm the CEO of a company... I'm a train wreck, I'm so fat, I'm..."

Sneering and nickering at the woman's worry, Consuela planted her hands at her hips and loomed over the shivering woman like a scolding parent. "Bah! You should learn to let go sister; embrace the indulgence we offer. You could be the matriarch of a mighty herd. Instead you fret over your tiny figure and barren loins! I had let go; I had a husband... I think I did, it doesn't matter now. All that matters is the pleasure."

Amanda looked at the black-furred satyress and tried to come up with something, anything to go against what the freakish woman was saying, but all that came out was short, panicked stammered. Her words caught in her throat as tears began to form in her eyes. This could not be real! This could not be happening to her!

"Yeah, little beanpole should learn to grow up and out like WE did." Giggled Deandra, giving Consuela a playful hip bump that elicited a coo of pleasure from the black furred satyress. "You don't know how GOOD you got it now. You could be massive, you could REALLY grab attention, instead your just sulking that you finally got some curves."

"Noooooooooo!" Amanda sobbed but was only met by the amused chuckles of the black and blonde-furred goat women.

"Come my herd, let us go and indulge somewhere FUN, and not in front of this 'Debbie downer' who pouts and frets like the sad puppy she is." Wanda husked in a thick European accent, tugging on the chin hair of one of Consuela's sons and marching her way out the door with everyone else in tow. Leaving Amanda alone in the ruined suite to recover from her scolding. The changing CEO broke down in a fit blubbering tears at the loss of her humanity and what that meant to her possible future.