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It would seem the collars effects linger for a bit as the clerk, now Minotaur says, “I wish you were a sexy Minotaur like me.” But smiling he continues the wish, “But not exactly like me. I wish you were feminine, sexy, with nice DD’s on your chest to feed us delicious milk, oh of course you should keep your fat cock, our sissy needs her cock after all.” Riding his cock you feel his form shifting under you. Soft fur rubs your skin as his breasts grow till you are sort of nestled between them as his now larger cock threatens to rupture your insides. “I wish you would take off the collar and put it on me.” The clerk says next as commanded.

The sexy cow futa under you never misses a beat humping your broken ass. A mix of pain and pleasure ripples through your body, “I think you broke my little sissy turning me into this, but I like it. Very sexy. I never would have thought of it, but it is pretty cool.” He pulls out of you and stands up. You flop on the floor spasming and flopping about. Hunger for cock the only thing fueling you. He smiles at the Minotaur, “Sorry I don’t like the horns. I wish you were a sexy bipedal humanoid horse, say seven feet tall with a foot long horse cock.” The clerks body shifts to the desired form, “Now I wish you would put the collar on our broken little pet here.” The collar is buckled in place and he says, “I wish you were fully healed.” All the pain drifts away and the hunger for cock remains. “I wish your asshole and insides were extra stretchy and your body could accommodate any size cock while still nice and tight.” Then he looks to the clerk, “Any cool suggestions?”