Maria's brain felt like it was filled with cotton candy. She felt so giggly and light, the only thing bothering her right now was how big and full her titties felt. Sure there were streams of milk dribbling from them but that wasn't enough to relieve the pressure on her big brown boobies. She dumbly cocked her head and fumbled with the knobs on the radio to try and turn it off.
As she did so, her hands grew ever closer to a button that caused whatever was playing on the radio to be projected right into the main body of the bus.
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Brad was about as typical of a College jock as you could imagine. Short, buzz cut blonde hair, a square jaw, an all American face and a muscular body, and dating three gals on the cheer team at once, Brad was the star player of the team. The best Running Back this team had ever seen and the person said to have led the team to victory all throughout the season. Fresh off his new conquest he could be forgiven for having a little ego.
However, Brad was not someone with a “little ego”.
“WOOOO WHO'S THE BEST BABY! ME!” He cried for what seemed to be the fourteenth time that day as he swigged another beer. The other players only served to feed his ego more since they knew how popular he was.
“You know it Brad!” Dan said. Dan was a linebacker who was as bulky as he was strong.
“I think even the opposing cheerleaders wanted you by the end of that!” Mike, a handsome black Tackle said, toasting his beer with Brad. Mike was the same build as Brad, with a shaved head. He was also part of his fraternity, Gamma Delta, as were most of the team.
“Heh woulda taken one out after the game,” Brad boasted, “But not when I got a special gal at home.”
“Yeah, you wouldn't want the three of them finding out,” Mike teased, which earned him a playful thump on the arm from Brad.
“Haha, yeah!” Dan said. Dan wasn't the brightest, but he worshipped the ground Brad worked on so he got to sit next to him.
They were at the back of the Bus, which was slightly raised so Brad could look down on his team. Twenty guys, a small team but skilled enough to beat a team with twice as many on the bench. Up here Brad really did feel like a King, he was on his throne with his worshippers. He realised his beer can was empty, and looked around for another.
“Hey where's the dweeb?” Brad asked.
The team had brought along a gopher, a lil nerd called Ethan they had dragged along. Brad had known him since high school, and he did technically call him his “friend”. Of course that was mostly to get him to do his assignments (as well as assignments for anyone else on the team) and to make him run errands for all of them. He also provided some good entertainment whenever they needed to tease or torment someone. It was all in good fun, his dad did say that the best needed to get their fun where they can and it was up to the rest to provide it.
“Bathroom,” Dan grunted.
“Huh, well he better get back here soon,” Brad grinned, “Ya know…it's been a while since I gave him a wedgie…”
“Jeez Brad,” Mike said with a frown, “Ya sound like ya stepped out of a bad high school film.”
“Pffft, it's what that dweeb gets for…”
A harsh, static sound buzzed through the speakers that were placed on the ceiling of the bus. The raucous sounds of partying and loud music suddenly was cut off as everyone on the bus held their heads in their hands. Brad grit his teeth as he wondered if this was because of that old bitch in the front. He was about to get up from his seat when the static died down and a woman's voice suddenly sounded through the speakers.
“Yo yo yo DJ Cowtits here and that was “Big and Milky”! A track that always makes my girls kick into production overdrive. I'm talkin’ waterfalls here.”
There was a sound clip of rushing water and loud pumping noises. Brad was confused, did they pick up some kind of weird signal? What was even weirder was he could pick up the sounds of something sloshing near the microphone, and he was pretty sure that wasn't a sound bite.
“This is…a prank right?” Mike said warily, as DJ Cowtits continued to play inane sound clips.
“Maybe…” Brad wondered, hell of a prank to pull. Was it that dweeb's doing or…
“Hope ya'll ‘re feelin' in the mood for more coz here's a classic track from the Milk Maidens. Yeah I'm talkin’ about “Go! Go! Spray it!” Hope ya'll ain't wearin' good shirts coz they're gonna be soaked after this!”
“Huh…the hell does that mean!?” Brad asked.
“M-maybe we'll get sweaty…?” Dan mumbled, and Brad just rolled his eyes at the thought.
A peppy pop song blasted through the speakers. A trio of women were singing a song with lyrics mostly consisting of just how big their tits were. Lots of lines about shaking them, showing them off and letting men grope them. It was amazing that the song was allowed to be played on the radio at all, but maybe this was some kind of pirate station.
He had to admit though it was catchy, and whoever these weird women were they certainly sounded hot. Brad could see the others were getting into it too, nodding their heads and even doing small dances. The song was ridiculous, but after a long bus ride they all could use something stupid to relax them.
Wasn't exactly to Brad's taste though, real chick music, even with all the lyrics about titties. Yet despite that he found it hard to get it out of his head. His heart was suddenly pounding just that bit faster as the music seemed to be getting louder and louder. There was a sudden shiver down his spine as a strange kind of atmosphere started to settle on the bus.
“Uh…d-did you feel that too Brad?” Mike asked.
“Y-yeah…what the heck is..AH!” A strange shock went through Brad's body as he felt…something ripple under his skin. It felt like his organs and muscles were doing some kind of weird dance along with the music. The weirdest part was it actually felt a little good.
Cries of fright began to echo through the bus, and Brad saw several of his fellow athletes stumble and wobble on shaky legs. Brad blinked and realised some of them were noticeably shorter, even some of the more muscular ones now had their tight shirts hanging much looser. Brad felt a tingle in his scalp, and realised that his usual buzz cut had grown a few inches in a couple of seconds.
“W-what the fuck!?” He cried, his voice cracking slightly. He looked over at Dan, the linebacker seemed to be shrinking, his once intimidating form getting smaller and smaller. All of the bulky muscle was turning into soft fat, making Dan go from an unstoppable wall to a slightly pudgy ball of jello.
“Th-this channel…” Mike muttered, hitching his breath as it looked like his midriff was losing its muscle definition. “I dunno but maybe…it's the music?!”
Brad didn't want to admit it, but that made sense to him. This shit was happening because that crazy channel had been tuned to and now they were all changing into..something. Brad could see the other passengers change more rapidly, some of the more hairy players now had smooth skin and Brad realised his own stubble had gone too. The sensation of something morphing inside of him was already reaching his face.
“W-we gotta stop thiiiiiisssss!” He said, trying to get up. A shock of pleasure caused him to sit back down. His once proud chin was smoothing down as his rugged face smoothed. Beside him Dan gained a pair of adorable chubby cheeks on her face, while Mike's bald dome gained more and more hair.
Brad squirmed in his seat, making noises and moans that uncomfortably reminded him of his nights with his girlfriends. All around the bus similar things were happening, men on their seats or on the floor squirming as their clothes began to become ill fitting. Brad felt his stomach hitch slightly as muscles were transformed, his arms becoming smoother, his legs becoming more shapely, his shoulders losing definition.
“No…no noooo!” He cried, his voice still masculine but gaining a more pathetic pleading edge. He tried in vain to stop these changes, yet a growing part of him didn't want it to stop. Waves of pleasure were beginning to intensify as his body became more and more warped.
There was a creaking sound as his hips and thighs began to widen. So much so he could even feel his friends' hips and thighs squish up against him. He squirmed again in his seat as he felt his ass grow to match it. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as what once had been mostly muscle became thick and plush and bouncy. He bit his lip to repress a moan, yet he couldn't deny this was feeling so good.
Despite all of this he realised he could still hear the lyrics to the song. If anything they were more intense now, like they were playing right inside of his head. The song was actually about a group of cheerleaders cheering on their…bull? Someone big and strong who took care of them, and Brad found himself shivering at the thought.
“N-no I'm not into…not into that..” He muttered. His hair was getting longer now, big blond locks cascading down his back. Dan meanwhile had long voluminous red hair, while Mike had grown an impressive afro. With their bodytypes, new faces and new hair it almost looked like they were.
“W-we gotta get out!” Brad said, getting up off the chair and feeling a little imbalanced by his new ass. He looked over at Mike, “C-c’mon you don't wanna be a…a…”
He was about to say a girl, yet somehow that didn't seem to be right to him. In his gut he knew the song was turning them into something else, but he just didn't know what yet. Despite that he thrust a hand out at Mike to try and help him up. Mike looked at the hand and seemed to consider it before backing away.
“I-I wanna but…but…” Mike swallowed, and his Adams apple appeared to disappear, “This…feels so good!”
His voice raised a few octaves with that last word. He let out a moan as he appeared to grab his crotch and shiver. Brad backed away when he realised what was going on, and looking at Dan he could see the same thing was happening to him. Brad didn't want that, he was a guy dammit he couldn't have the last bit of his manhood gone like that. He turned and saw the entire bus was moaning, some rubbing the seats and a few in each other's arms.
He wasn't going to let this stop him! He was getting out of this damn place. The windows were breakproof (they had tested that a lot on their journey) but there was still the front exit. Brad made his way to the front, determined to get out of here and find a way to go back to hisnold manly self.
That was until he felt a tingle in his crotch.
He felt like his stomach had bottomed out. He was about to try and make a mad dash for it when Brad was hit by a sensation of pleasure twenty times that of any orgasm he had and ten times that of scoring the winning touchdown at the big game.
“O-ooooooh nooooooo~” He whined, his eyes going in odd directions and a smile playing on his lips. He felt his cock and balls be squashed like they were playdough, and suddenly shooting up inside of him. The sensation was indescribable, and made him make noises he could have shoved another man in the locker for.
He could feel the changes happening inside of him. His once masculine cock became a ready made pussy and womb. Without meaning to he…SHE giggled. Brad blinked and tried to think about herself as a man again, but it was impossible, everytime she tried to think of herself as a he it auto corrected.
“No this is…this is sooooo weird!” She cried, sounding like the vapid cheerleaders she had once managed to charm so easily.
Another wave of pleasure hit Brad, her body going through more and more changes. Her mind was such a haze of pleasure that she couldn't even keep up with all the ways it was changing, but she was able to see what was happening to the others. Their already feminine faces were becoming more girlish, lips were slowly swelling until they put even the most plastic of the cheerleaders to shame, bodies grew thicker and thicker as it looked like all their masculinity was vanishing into thin air.
Brad felt her hair begin to form into a pair of large, oversized twintails with a pair of big bows holding them up. Her clothes were simultaneously too loose in parts yet also too tight around the pants. Her jeans ripped as her now big booty was exposed to the air.
She didn't know when she managed to stumble back to Mike and Dan, or if she had managed to make it far enough to even get away from them. Whatever the case was, the other two had changed dramatically. Mike now had a massive afro that covered hi-her eyes, and Dan's body was now the thickest of the three, adorably chubby and soft. Brad blinked his big expressive eyes a few times, not noticing that his eyelashes were now longer as he looked into one of the tinted windows of the Bus.
Staring back at him was what looked like a blonde bimbo that had put on her boyfriend's clothes. There was no hint of the masculinity she once had, her features were so soft, her body so curvy, she looked even more feminine than the cheerleaders now. The only thing that was arguably the same was the fact that she didn't have any tits to speak of.
That would change very soon.
The music was turned up again, and Brad tried to cover her ears as the singers began talking about fat milky jugs, how full they were, and how much their bull loved their milk. A wave of pleasure struck Brad again, this time centered directly in her chest. She whined as she felt something under her top begin to swell, and from the moans that echoed around the bus everyone was feeling the same. Mike was thrusting her chest out almost proudly, as Dan massaged her nipples and moaned.
Big Milky Beats give you Big Milky Teats!
The cheery singer's lyrics pulsed in Brad's head as she realised her chest was swelling up. She placed her hands on the growing mounds and moaned as the swelled up between her fingers. Her top began to rip as she quickly managed to surpass all of her old girlfriend's sizes in mere seconds. Brad bit her lip, she wasn't enjoying this! She was NOT enjoying this! She couldn't be enjoying this.
While she appeared to be the one fighting against these changes mentally, in reality Brad was falling harder. What was meant to be a manly grimace against her fate turned into a bratty pout. She stamped the floor in her ill fitting sneakers as she wondered where the hell the dweeb had gotten to! He'd be able to…to….tooo…
“Muh…muh…” Brad looked down in horror at her huge tits. She realised they were starting to feel…really full now. Every little move made them slosh, something that though she had flunked biology she was sure they couldn't do. Everyone on the bus looked to have absolutely gigantic breasts, looking more like porno actresses than a football team.
The sounds of needy mooing came to her ears. Brad gulped as she realised that was coming from everyone around her. They were clutching their breasts, trying to drink from them or drink from others with no hint of shame. She could see horns of all sizes growing on their heads, long tufted tails out of their large asses and even cow ears on their head. Brad felt repulsed, there was no way she was going to be like that. No matter how much she wanted it, no matter how much she felt like it would be a release she was not, nor was she ever going to…going to…
“Muh…mmmmooooooooo~.” Brad said, her eyes dulling and a smile crossong her face as she felt a beautiful sweet sense of dumbness take over her. Her top burst open as her teats dribbled with milk. The song was ending and so were her transformations. She gained a tufted tail, cow ears and cute little horns on her head. She let out another moooo before blinking her eyes and seeing…
The interior of the bus was changing.
It was a split second, but the bus’ interior went from black and red with the school colors proudly displayed on banners to a brightly colored interior with banners of the same color. Brad blinked her eyes again and saw the girls sitting in their seats, albeit uncomfortably. They were mooing needily, a clear sign of a cowgirl in need of good milking and breeding. Brad clicked her tongue and tossed her twintails back, why'd the school not give them a bull for this?
“Uh, Earth to Brandi?”
Brandi turned and saw her friends Milly and Dani waving at her. Milly had some of the biggest horns of the group and a huge afro that covered her eyes. Dani meanwhile was a nervous slightly pudgy redhead. Both of them were wearing the traditional crop top and pleated skirt that left little to the imagination.
Brandi walked confidently over, letting her enormous breasts bounce. She was the largest in the cheer squad and the largest in her sorority, Mu Iota Lambada Kappa. It was a fact that she was proud of. That pride was able to let her keep her wits when she was full of milk like this. She pouted again and remembered…something about a guy?
“Like, where's that dweeb?” The bratty bimbo bovine girl asked.
“Uuuuh…dunno?” Dani said, cocking her head and drooling slightly.
‘Do ya like, miss him?” Milly asked with a smile.
“Ewwwww no!” Brandi said, rolling her big blue eyes, “Like, why didn't they let us have a bull?”
“He's not a bull?” Dani asked, her tiny brain still trying to keep up.
“No!” Brandi said firmly, “And he like, never will be!”
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