Sorry this got a little long... also not sure how good the lyrics are. Hope it at least works.
Ethan Kincade sat in the bathroom.
It was nice and quiet here. Not only was this bus top of the line, but the bathroom was soundproofed and even had a separate ventilation system. Kinda made sense in the case of… Taco Bell level emergencies. Wouldn’t want the fumes to mix with the rest of the system.
There was even a mute button to cut the radio, especially in the case of people needing a moment to decompress or something. Of course, the driver could override the mute. It was mostly to allow for announcements, but it still could be done.
In any case, this was the short respite that Ethan needed.
He had almost ended up on the Cheerleaders’ bus. But no, fucking Brad had to drag him off.
Cheerleaders at least knew how to treat a gopher. Sure, it got him roped into being dressed up the few times the girls could get his help on things. But really, he did make a good looking girl. Kinda made him wonder if he would be as pretty as his mom if he had been born a girl.
Problem was, the second the guys showed up, they pulled their fucking macho act. Fuck, the only thing that made these boneheads better then an old 80s sports movie team or the like was that they weren’t homophobic. Hell, two of the linebackers were boyfriends.
Honestly, he was tired of it. The stupid pranks, ridicule, and jerking around. It was like none of them ever left high school. Sure, somewhere better about it, like Mike. But overall, they were a bunch of boneheads.
Surprisingly, the Cheerleaders were the exact opposite of them, at least when it came to stereotype. Not only were they not at all the catty bitch type most painted cheer teams to be, only two of them were even close to the vapid ‘bimbo’ stereotype and it wasn’t out of a lack of knowledge or anything. They *liked* being outgrowing, sexually active, risqué sluts that played up the mildly infantilizing teasing of the bimbo style.
And those were Tina and Kiki’s own words. No prizes for guessing who two of the three cheerleaders were boning Brad was. To be fair, while Trixie fit the sexual look and attitude, she was in some advanced physics classes. classifying her as a 'bimbo' felt a bit odd sometimes. That and she didn't infantalize herself.
Sometimes he wished he was just one of the girls with the cheer squad. Sure, both teams were tight knit groups, but there was a healthier comradery in the Minotaur cheerleader team then there was in the football team.
But, at the same time, he wished just as strongly that he wasn’t just on the football team, but the star. He dreamed of making those big plays Brad did. Hell, he would have shared the glory more. If it was him and the cheerleaders, he could just imagine the sort of well oiled machine that would have trounced the hell out of the Bulldogs last night!
Yeah. It was just a dream. He wanted the power of the football team and the warmth and companionship of the cheerleaders.
He sighed.
Well, at least he had one thing over Brad: He had a bigger dick.
Unzipping his pants, he pulled out his little dick. He smiled down at it. For all the issues with health awkwardness he had to deal with, at least the heavens blessed him with this.
Thinking on the head cheerleader and good friend of his, Lisa, Ethan could feel his cock stirring. The small thing swelled rapidly, engorging and rising higher into the air. In seconds, a beast stood from out of his open zipper. Easily eight and a half inches long and almost as wide as his wrist, Ethan was definitely a grower more than a shower.
Thanks to the stupid macho games and challenges in the locker room with the others, Brad’s seven inch dick was well known. He had the skill to use it, of course, and really six inches was plenty. Even five was more than enough, and you could get away with four if you knew what you were doing. Really women appreciated girth more than length.
But men for some reason prized size. And while he knew he wasn’t the largest or thickest on this bus, Ethan at least had this.
Too bad anytime those stupid challenges came up, his awkwardness would cause him to have… performance issues.
But Lisa knew.
Lisa had tasted it.
They were just friends, but friends with benefits.
One of the other reasons he was frustrated to be on this damn bus of assholes.
Lisa pouted. She had her toned arms folded over her modest chest, her strong legs crossed, and her foot tapping impatiently.
“Oh come on, Lisa, I’m sure Ethan is surviving over there,” Tina teased. She leaned back, her breasts straining her top. She stuck her lollipop back in her mouth, practically showing off her oral skills with little licks around the round candy. With a wet pop, she pulled the treat out of her mouth with a soft moan. “Brad-y knows not to jerk your cutie around too much.”
Kiki hung over Tina’s seat, her own tits squeezing out of her open top from how they were pressed over the edge. She reached down, taking Tina’s sucker and licking it between words. “Oh, Lisa is just frustrated she hasn’t gotten her little living dildo to make her scream again.” Her plush lips sucked on the candy for a moment before Tina stole it back with a kiss. The lollipop was pulled further away as they explored each others mouths with their sweet tongues.
“First of all,” Lisa glared at Kiki and Tina, “Why don’t you two just get a room or sneak back to the back of the bus if you two bimbos are that horny? Second, It’s not like that…”
“Oh please, we know you two spend a lot of time doing more than practicing your makeup skills whenever you get the chance,” Trixie, or rather ‘Beatrix’ interrupted. Being the third 'bimbo' of Brad’s girlfriends, she played more of the leader of the trio. This was also a part of their routine as well. All three had similar body types and skills, both on and off the field. But with her sharper mind, she was usually the one with a plan and a game to play. “What I don’t understand is why you don’t just make him your girlfriend already. He makes you pretty happy and honestly we know you are into any gender, and he can certainly pull off both a cute guy and a sexy woman with your coaching. Only thing he lacks is a pussy for you to return the 'tutoring' he gave you in cunning linguistics.” She giggled as she snagged the lollipop from the pair making out.
With a deflating sigh, Lisa's pout turned somewhat serious. “You are right. He deserves it. Just going by his ‘bedside manner’ alone, I feel like he is more then a match for Brad.” The trio gave her a challenging look. She held up her hands defensively. “For you three, Brad has enough stamina to fill your horny needs. But with Ethan, he his lack of stamina has made him very aware of other ways to make a woman happy. Even his touch is just… mmmm.” She rubbed her thighs together, envisioning the night they should have had together. “It’s not just how good he is in bed either. He listens, he is smart and kind. Honestly I feel like I’m stringing him a long and he deserves so much better.”
Kiki crawled over the seat and sat in Tina’s lap, her hand slipping up into Tina’s shirt even while she kept the conversation serious, “Then why not make it official?”
Lisa put her clasped hands into her lap, her face showing frustration. “Because the moment I do, those knuckle heads on the football team are going to give him so much shit. You know that Brad believes in that ‘alpha male’ bullshit, right?”
“Less so now, but yeah, he does still cling to some of that garbage,” Trixie admitted reluctantly. He was their boyfriend, but they were well aware of his deficiencies of character.
“They might not all get directly in his face about things, but I think if they knew that he was in a relationship, let alone banging the head cheerleader, their sensitive masculinity would be threatened and those pranks would get even worse. And I would report them to Mr Cole, but you know how much he supports the team. They can do no wrong in his eyes.”
“Well, Brad graduates this year, so at least they will have chance to get someone with less ego along with the top quarterback, Greg.” Tina mentioned. She bit back a moan as Kiki rolled her nipple around between her fingers.
Trixie pulled the lollipop out of her mouth with a juicy pop and giving a half smile, “Well, at least the season is over, less training, so maybe you can claim him more for our gopher than theirs. That way next year, there won’t be any question which team he is on.” She ended her words with a leering gaze at Lisa.
Before they could carry on the conversation any further, a voice from the seat in front of Lisa spoke up with frustration. It was Cindy, one of their fliers. She was light, nimble, and damn cute for woman about graduate herself. Most folks assumed she was barely 18 when she was already 23. There was still somehow just a little baby fat roundness to her cheeks to keep that youthful appearance. “AAARHGH, I’m so bored. How long is this stupid traffic jam going to continue!?” She looked back at Lisa and the trio. “I don’t mean to say all this discussion isn’t interesting or worth while. Its just that we are stuck in this stupid traffic. And sure, this is a nice bus, even if the boys got the better ride. But my ear pods breathed their last last night, and I couldn’t find any even shitty ones at the corner store this morning…” She trailed off, her frustration losing steam.
Melanie, the woman next to her, pulled out her phone and bluetooth speaker. “Well, maybe some tunes will help? Or better, I am willing to bet the news is reporting on the boy’s victory from last night.” She turned it on and adjusted her fm app to the right station.
A few moments of different odd sounds and clipped radio signals and a voice spoke up.
“The Milk Maidens were always a herd you could count on to bring some of brightest tones to make your tits burst.”
Even as the sound of milk sloshing before the gushing sound of a hose at full blast punctuated the description, the Lisa and the others just stated at the speaker.
Cindy gave her friend a worried look. “What sort of app did you tap into?”
Melanie shook her head in confusion. “I have no idea. and… wait…” She messed with the settings, even attempted to close and reopen the app. “I can’t turn it off or change it… what the hell?”
“You are listening to me, DJ Cowtits! How's your afternoon, Lactation Nation! Now, for a little break. How about some updates from your local areas? Last night was the big game between the Labyrinth College Minotaurs and the Tartarus College Bulldogs. The game went long, but the Minotaurs came out on top. Just goes to show you, you mess with the bull, you get the horns!”
As DJ Cowtits spoke, there was deep moo, the sound of a stampede, and then something like rocks smashing and glass breaking.
Cindy tried to mess around with the phone herself. Nothing changed. “Maybe someone hacked your phone?”
Lisa shrugged. “Well, it's entertaining at least.”
“And I must say, I am a huge fan of their cheer leading squad. Looked like they actually remembered to milk themselves this time. As you all know, if a cheerleader group doesn’t milk themselves before ‘Bovine Bells’ College Sports event, there is going to be quite the spectacle, mostly of them falling over each other in an orgy instead of cheering on their team. Much like happened last week at the penultimate game. But seems Brandi and and Grace got their girls fucked, milked, and on the field to cheer their amazon bulls to victory!”
Trixie lowered the lollipop from her lips. “Wait, that can’t be the game we played last night. We got no one on our team named Brandi…” She trailed off, the thought of Brad with huge tits and Trixie’s lips wrapped around one of the massive, milky nipples filled her mind suddenly.
Tina broke the kiss that Kiki had started up again, giggling as her best friend adjusted her position, now straddling her fellow bimbo, their tits squishing against each other. Still, a detail caught her attention. “Amazon Bulls? Sounds like big sexy women with massive dicks…”
Kiki giggled, rolling her hips against Tina. “Mmm. I would love if you were one of those. A big cock to fill me up right now.”
Lisa sighed. “I love you both, but damn it you should get a room already.”
“Of course, how the football and cheerleader teams of the Minotaurs are stuck in traffic. And it's damn bad. Seems there is a massive cow orgy mile up the road and it caused the sort of backup that will take a few more hours to sort out. Honestly, some of my best work. But in the meantime, I can keep you all entertained with some tit swelling, cock engorging, lactation activating hot tunes to grind and cum too! This next song is a special request from the Amazon Bull girls for their sexy MVP.”
Maria heard the traffic update. Even in her brain numbed state of lust induced bimboism, she knew it meant that they were stuck where they were for at least another few hours.
Part of her brain told her the details of the game were completely wrong. She had seen it. Honestly, despite her frustrations, she did enjoy watching the guys play. Hey, she might be in her 60s, but damn it, these boys were all adults, so she was going to enjoy the eye candy. Too bad the eye candy were a bunch of boneheaded jerks that liked to mess with that poor sweetheart.
But that part of her brain was muffled and losing the battle with new memories filling the gaps created by her horny thoughts boiling her brain.
She was, after all, Maria Cruz, 27 year old bimbo cowgirl of the Minotaur Ranch outside the College. She always offered her services to the school for driving in exchange for getting fucked by the Amazon Bull football team. Those women really knew how to fill her cock hungry pussy with thick bovine spunk and leave her walking funny for several days till the next game. Hell, she was a bit sad the season was over.
And of course Brandi remembered to help milk her team. She had a damn fully loaded milk tank in the back to show for it. She had written herself some sticky notes cause she knew that when she got close to the either the cheerleaders or the football girls, she was reduced to only two things: a professional driver and a mewling slut.
As the words continued to float through her milky tit brained thoughts, she found her hand moving over the console. She wasn’t sure why, but she felt like the next bit was going to be important for Ethan Athena to hear.
Ethan was rubbing his cock slowly, debating on the merits of enjoying a good wank or just getting out there again before those jerks thought of something worse to ‘help’ him with. Just then, the speaker above him crackled back on.
Oh good. Maybe an announcement about how the traffic was clearing up or something, right?
“This message goes out to Ethan Kincade. This song was dedicated to you along with a message from your team.”
The woman’s voice was relaxed and kind, almost motherly. Ethan was left wondering what sort of prank was about to happen now. And how did they get Maria to agree to it? Like there is no way she would let those jerks into her little cabin at the front unless it was life or death.
The sound of sloshing and bouncing of something filled the air along with a paper being noisily unfolded.
“Ahem, lets see. ‘Althena, you were the best last night! Not only did you carry our team to victory, but you embodied the very spirit of this team of Horny, milky, buff and bouncy sisters in arms. Let this tune get you pumped up and horny and then fuck everyone of those cheerlearder cowgirls!’ Yeah! Now that is a message with some heart… and a lot of heat, if you know what I mean.”
The woman laughed while Ethan remained confused. Wasn’t the message for him? But then who was Athena? Neither he nor a woman played the game last night. Well, there was a linebacker on the opposing team that was a surprisingly built woman. But that was it. Lady players weren’t unheard of, but they were still rare.
Before any speculation, the wet and bouncy sounds built up again.
“Alright, Athena, let DJ Cowtits get you MMOOOOOOOOOOOVing right along with a powerful jam to get that blood pumping, those tits producing, your pussy dripping, and your cock throbbing!!! Here is ‘Bolder than a Bull’ by Bessie and the Stampede!”
Before Ethan could do anything, the first guitar riff cried out. He arched his back, his arms and legs spread, one hand slapping the wall next to him, while the other landed just above the sink. There was an electric feeling throbbing in his cock as the first lyrics played.
It was a powerful song, the sort you’d use for a training montage or to psych yourself up for a big event or the like. As the lead singer’s husky tones spoke of challenge and difficulty, Ethan felt the sense of memory of growing up shifting. The days of being sickly early on were still there, but she persevered.
His memories were of attempting to be like his dad, but he was rarely around and even when he was, the man was often messing with his computers. Not that there was anything wrong with that. The man did love him and his mother. He wasn’t a bad father, just not as present or as equips to help guide him to his dreams.
Her memories, on the other hand, were of a warrior like mother. Tall and strong. She challenged Athena to work hard, to build her strength, to become the kind of woman she had dreamed of.
Oh, and of course, the her of her memories was a cute girl instead of a sickly boy.
Ethan wasn’t sure what to make of the sudden daydream being built by the music, but he wanted it. He wanted to be Athena.
The music built anticipation, the words and drums rushing forward with the tension.
“Your pussy drips with heat and your tits gush with creamy bounty!
Your arms are strong enough to move mountains while comforting lovers!
Your hips can bear an army while your legs rush you through the stampede!
Your beauty is of the moon and your body is like a bulwark!
Never forget, you are more than a cow!
You are bolder than a bull!”
All the while, Ethan felt his clothes getting tighter. The cuffs of his pants pulled up on his shins while the fabric around his growing thighs stretched. He watched his shirt pull out from his pants and the tone of his biceps develop rapidly. He felt heat boil between his legs as the seat of his pants creaked against the strain of his growing size.
More than that, his nipples stood out large on his chest. There was a puffiness that pushed out wider from their base before his entire chest ballooned with two forms that were unmistakably tits expanding. The print on his shirt stretched and deformed with the rapidly swelling size.
Lisa’s pants stretched as she found her seat was getting smaller around her.
Beside her, Kiki’s ass was expanding, the hem of her shirt forced higher as it ballooned. Her thighs were gaining definition as they flexed. It was no surprise that her and Tina’s tits swelled against each other. Though Kiki didn’t wait for Tina’s shirt to fail, instead tearing the top off herself and taking a growing nipple, already leaking milk, into her mouth.
To her other side, Trixie had laid back, her fingers digging into her pussy. It did confirm her suspicions that Trixie hadn’t been wearing panties. The wildest thing, however, was watching her arms swell with muscle. As her thighs gained mass quickly, her knees were moving closer and closer to Lisa, a sign her legs were getting longer. The bimbo was becoming an amazon right before her eyes, all the while working herself up to a wet climax. Pussy juices gushing out around her fingers while streams of milk squirted in the air as her shirt gave up any pretence of even existing, leaving her tits bare and still growing. Nipples grew thicker while her streams gained strength.
“Virile, Fertile, Milkier than the Milky Way!
Tall, tough, stronger than them all!
The milkiest tits, the thickest cock, the widest hips, and the biggest heart!
Never forget-
You’re Bolder than a Bull!”
Kiki’s had never stopped rolling her hips against Tina, but now that motion shifted into a up and down humping motion. small hints of a cock connecting them barely visible as she rose up before slamming herself down on her lovers dick. Between them, her own bovine phallus squeezed up from between her things and inched up into the space among their tits.
Lisa looked down, seeing the crotch of her own pants rising. She could feel the growth of her new dick. As the tip pressed higher, it was curiously wide and flat. The sensations excited her. The pops of threads and buttons, as well as rips and tears all around the bus added to the sight of her own clothing failing her.
And never before was she so happy to see her clothes destroyed. The body that was revealed in the process exactly what she had always dreamed of. Abs that you could grate cheese on. Thighs that Chun Li would be jealous of. Tits that stood out and sloshed with copious amounts of milk. She knew her pussy was there under a large scrotum with balls churning with thick seed. And right there rising into her view, was a bull dick that only another cow girl could handle.
As her hand caressed the bovine cock, the sensation of the bulging ring around its center mass delighting her, Lisa barely noticed the last touches of her transformation. Her ears flicked a bit as they gained length and drooped, while horns grew from her head and curved into a cute rounded nature that both protected and helped frame her hair. A slight discomfort until she moved her large hips signaled the growth of her cow tail, with small tuft of hair and the end and everything.
She was mildly surprised she didn’t have hooves, but then, her feet did look heavier and her nails felt tougher.
All around her, the women that once represented the whole of the Minotaur Cheerleader Squad moaned and mooed as they transformed into the Minotaur Football team. And she was the quarterback.
She could still recall her original life, that of Lisa Stone, head cheerleader. But honestly, why bother? Memories of her being on the field, calling out plays, encouraging her fellow Amazon Bulls, watching her girlfriend rush with the ball, slamming through the other team as if they were training dummies. God, the whole thing made her moo.
She watched as her first climax with her new cock sent thick ropes of cum all the way up against the ceiling. Her impromptu art piece was joined a second later by Kiki’s contribution and then Trixie’s. All around Lisa, her teammates celebrated their victory as their bus stretched and shifted around them, becoming more comfortable. Matching and even exceeding the comfort and quality of the Minotaur Cheerleaders chariot.
She grinned, fully embracing this new life and grabbing her phone to send a text.
After all, if things here were any indication, she had a feeling Ethan… no. Athena, their star running back and her girlfriend, was just finishing her own transformation.
Ethan’s hands groped at his swelling tits. The front wet with dripping milk. The seat of his pants tore open, a tail stretching and sliding out. The seems along his thighs exploded open as he twitched from the sensation of his tail’s growth. Toes burst out from the front of his shoes just before the rest of the footwear was reduced to shreds in the aftermath of his transformation. He could feel his back muscles twitching and flexing in a random pattern as they gained strength. Even his face tensed and relaxed, each time softening and feminizing.
The changes where happening faster as the song reached the chorus. His muscles swelled, his clothing fell away, her hair grew longer, her hips widened. Below her balls, she felt a heat growing. An excited wetness and the memories of her girlfriend, HER GIRLFRIEND LISA, fucking her silly before the game last night.
Athena’s hands left her tits. One began rubbing her cock as it stretched taller and became further engorged with a mighty girth, the tip flaring and flattening while a fleshy ring swelled around the approximate center of the length. A mighty bovine phallus too large for normal women.
Her other hand reached under her swollen nutsack, fingers delving between spreads labia and her pussy finished forming. Her moans quickly turned into shameless moos that rumbled deep in her chest and shook the room as her horns grew in. Large, tough, with a enough curve for her lover to grip or for her to ram into the opposing team.
Like Lisa, she could remember her old life, but now, it didn’t matter. She didn’t care why she transformed. Her new memories were everything she wished for!
With a mighty roar and a spray of milk, she came harder and longer than she ever had as a man. Pussy juices washed over the seat of the toilet she had been sitting on, ropes of cum with a near consistency of yogurt splattered the ceiling of the bathroom. She nearly blocked the light with how massive her load was!
Even as she shivered with several waves of her ebbing climax, streams of milk continued to be forced from her huge tits from the pressure. Little by little, her bovine transformation had made the small last changes, finalizing her new self.
Athena Kincade, star running back of the Labyrinth College Minotaurs. A freshman no less. Her girlfriend, only a year older than her, had proven herself as the top quarterback. They had won a triumphant victory last night and she had been sent over here to plow as many of the heifers here as she wanted.
A buzzing reminded her that she had her phone with her. She picked it up. The thing was surprisingly still large enough in her hand despite her being seven foot tall now.
Oh god, she was actually seven and a half! She was one of the tallest Amazon Bulls on the team. Only Melina and Cindy were taller at eight and eight foot four respectively. As Ethan, she had been barely over five foot four!
Letting that revelation stew for a moment, Athena opened her phone to see the message from Lisa:
“If you are finished with your transformation, then you have some cowgirls to fuck silly. Love you honey and congrats. Next season, we win for real!”
Confirmation. The team Athena now ‘remembered’ was as real now as she was.
Athena stood up, not minding she was naked at this point. Her horns scraped the ceiling, causing some of her cum to drip on her shoulders and forehead. She wiped a glob off her face and licked it off her finger. A rumbling that was somewhere between a moan and a moo was held in check.
She was about to leave the room and she had a strong feeling she was going to walk into a bus that was as changed as her memory told her. That meant Brandi, Dani, Milly, Grace and all the others were likely in heat at this point from how long since they had been properly fucked and milked last.
But you know what would be fun? Walking passed all of them. There was a little Ethan left that felt marginally vindictive. If even the tiniest bit of ‘Brad’ still lived inside ‘Brandi’, then she would happily walk past, her tits and cock bouncing enticingly along, until she reached the driver’s cabin and fucked Maria silly. Bimbo driver needed a good fuck for putting up with all these airheads.
Given her new memories, Athena had to laugh at how the team in this bus had turned from one old fashioned stereotype, meatheaded jocks, to another, bimbo cheerleaders, all be it one that was colored by bovine lust.
Of course, she could invite the other ladies over. Yeah, they voted to let her go to town, but it could be a lot of fun to share.
Then again, the idea that Lisa was officially her girlfriend now made her want to seal it with a real fucking. And this time, she would be taking her girlfriend’s real dick! Just the thought was making her pussy drool down her thighs.
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