No, you are not mistaken. He *is* horny.

Cowlurra begins with a guy wanting to get laid by the forbidden cow ladies of the East Pasture. It was easy enough to get in, and the ladies were more than accommodating. They even promised he'd see his dick grow to immense proportions. Let's watch...

The last of his shirt rips away and... well... something about this forest isn't that much of a curse!

Speaking of being hot, there's something on the tip of his **** that just needs some licking. He complies, and starts to enjoy the feeling.

Soon all of him begins to change - his face, fangs, and eyes. Then his brain changes, and all he knows is that this cloth thing around him is too confining.

Now that he's got his balance, Brad tries to escape the forest, but his hair starts to fall out, and he realizes scales start at his forehead and bubble down the back of his neck!

Now Brad sees his hands have scales, and he misses the claws and scales growing on his feet!

Brad stares at his new dino legs and tail and doesn't notice his hands grow claws and scales, becoming the talons of a velociraptor.

The change moves up his legs directly to his groin! Everything gets bigger, and I'm not kidding!

C- C- Curse! Brad cries. He sees his new tail and now his legs change shape, ripping out of his shoes and shredding his pants

Dared to walk through the cursed forest, Brad starts feeling really really weird.

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Two herm goatthings going at it...

She takes off her robe, her tail pushes aside her panties, and her lover pulls the panties completely off.

The change spreads fur across her belly, and a certain other kind of fuzziness to her mind. Hooves form on her hands and feet, but her additude gets brighter as she sees the lovely large cock G has grown.

She must use the bracelet on her lover Helen! Helen's a lot more scared of transforming!

Well, one does get cought up in the moment... She pulls back, happy but with a plan in mind. Does she know she's now half goat? does she care?

Yes, that's right. The spell is still working. She's happy to see her breasts enlarge even more, but...
what's that? something furry is touching her ass...

Gillian evokes the amulet, but it enlarges much more than her breasts, as she feels a tentpole thing grow out of her pants...

"So.. this means that you'll soon be a dog all over? Stuck like that for ever?" He asked from behind. Sadly, Tina just nodded.

Rich snapped a strip of leather behind her and said, "Good."

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After tying her up he says "Hopefully enough time for one last fuck."

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So they had a baby, she never changed furthur, and they lived nakedly ever after. Yip!

She gave most of her story to him and he told her that she could stay the night in his extra room. As he led her there, they passed a mirror and Tina stopped. She backed up and looked at herself, for the first time seeing the changes in her eyes, ears, face, and breasts. "Oh my god, Rich, it's spreading!"

The house of Rich Maclin. 3:30 in the morning. Bzz! Bzz! Rich's muscled forearm sleepily came out from under the covers and wapped the snooze button. Bzz! Bzz! Damn. It was the doorbell.

He cursed and trudged to the door, going by his weightlifting equipment and sword collection. "Rich? It's me, Tina. I'm in some trouble. Please open up."

Willing to rip somebody's throat out, he didn't bother putting anthing on over his breifs and wrenched the door open shouting, "What do you want?"

"Don't be afraid. I need your help, Rich." Before him stood Tina, fur covering her arms, legs, and part of her face.

He slapped his hand to his face and said, "I always thought you were a bitch, Tina. Come on in."

Tina woke days later and realized she'd been running around in the forest for days now, eating animals for food. As a dog. Shocked, she willed herself to return to normal shape.

And it didn't work.

When the final shiver struck her, she sprang to her feet and howled into the night, growing now thick fur over parts of her face. As she howled, her mouth became more muzzle like and half whiskers grew from her upper lips. Her ears moved up and grew fur. Her dog's teats grew larger also and her insides changed to more accurately mimmic that of a dog's. She fell to all fours and ran off into the night.

Tina proceeded to rip him in half and eat his flesh. As she was gnawing on his thigh, she sat up with a sudden realization.

"My god... " she gasped. "Oh my god. Human flesh tastes great!"

And then the sensation came again, this time in her legs. She lay down to watch her lower half reform. A tail grew out of her spine and her legs reshaped into those of a dog.

The mob hit man clenched his handcuffs tight as Tina sucked his penis, bringing moan after moan out of him. Then suddenly, he didn't feel his penis at all. Confusion came to his brows as Tina lifted him up by the legs with suddenly very furry arms. He looked down and saw that she'd bit off his penis.

He looked up at her.

She was a fuckin' werewolf. He opened his mouth to scream.

And she got hit by another strange feeling.

She held up her left arm in confusion and saw fur spread over it,changing it just like it did her other arm. Unseen to her, her eyes changed too, filling with brown, becoming dog's eyes. Light fur grew from her neck and jawline. Below her ample breasts, four more breasts were forming, those of a dog's. Tina merely saw her acquiring another set of tools in her assassinations.

The old businessman, stripped to his pants and handcuffed behind his back like a criminal, obeyed Tina like a fool. He even smiled, antiscipating the masachistic pleasures that awated him under her bullwhip.

In stead, he felt claws on his throat. Claws that pierced his skin. His eyes flew open and his last sight was of a woman with a wolf's arm smiling with canine teeth.

Tina clenched her paw in glee. This was going to be one of the *best* naked kills. She made sure to press her bloody paw in just the right places to lead out the window, left a few dog hairs just to make sure, and ---

Tina the assassin pulled back in shock, shoving her hand away as if that would make the fur disappear. And suddenly, it did.

Curious, she tried to make it come back. An idea formed in her mind. "Does this obey my will?"

As she looked at the claws on her were-arm, she smiled, revealing canine fangs and not human teeth.

On the street, this disgustingly ugly, garisly dressed geezer walked up to her and touched her right hand, saying, "Bitch."

Later, Tina draped her head slowly over the smelly snitch's, caressing his back. She moved her hands to his neck, touching lightly, making him shudder again in pleasure.

She snapped his neck and pulled away from the body. Her
third naked kill. But what was happening to her hand?

Commission. Man to dog. 9 of 9. All done changing. And here's mistress, with his leash. Time to go home, doggie.