The magic takes hold.

You hear cries of joy around you and you manage to prop yourself up and look around.

Each and every one of them are physically changing.

Mala is clutching her cock as it swells and takes on a much more horse like shape, yet pitch black in color, and her head is thrown back as a set of proud antlers sprout from her temples.

Ada, it seems, mirrored her mother's transformation as she is oggling her own dappled horse cock. Her antlers pale before her mothers 12 points but she has a respectable 8.

Mai, who already had the non-deer phallus somehow, instead has tightened her form into a true thick hourglass figure and her hair is a deep chestnut red that extends to her hips. Through her locks you think you can see a pattern emerging on her fur.

Mavis, the white and grey elder mouse woman, is now young and more silvery. Her petite frame highlighted by pert shimmering breasts and she is avidly clutching her renewed youthful body.

Trisha, already the quintessential ditz, has grown in size, now standing on equal height with her deer counterparts. With her cock growing as well, her manner of rapidfire fucking is something to be nervous of.

Ember, has also heightened somewhat, but the most notable change is that she now sports at least 5 tails, each longer than her first. Her eyes glow gently with a soft yellow light.

Kayla, has probably the most dynamic change, in that she now has raven black wings, which she is busy flexing and admiring. You also note her cock has become practically studded down it's entire length.

Nora, the badger, does not appear to have changed whatsoever but seems remarkably pleased with herself nonetheless. You assume whatever change she wished for, it was not a very obvious one.

And the there's Ella and Sarya.

Sarya looks mostly the same, except her cock, which looks a truly perverse mix of all the others. The thickness of a horse cock, length of a deer, the nubs of a cat, the knot of a dog, and the head is something unrecognizable to you. It has a strange green and purple coloration making it seem all the more alien but she is staring at it like it is made of gold. She is already drunkenly stroking herself openly.

Ella, has grown taller, her hair now a rich brown, and some kind of faint purple flowers has sprouted in her hair. Her figure is practically goddess like and she is staring at you gently, the only one not engrossed in their own transformation.

She walks forward and gently scoops you up off the altar, her warmth soothing to your overwrought senses. You vaguely hear some of them saying something but Ella barks back and then she carries you off.

You feel yourself being lowered onto soft bedding and drift off to blissful rest in Ella's arms.