Chapter 1

Country House 

Chapter 1

I'm terribly excited! Taylor is due to arrive at the country house tomorrow ! The break between semesters isn't even half over yet and I'm already bored. As nice as it is to see my family, I'm really looking forward to seeing my friend! 

I think this visit will be good for Taylor too. Without any family or extra money she hasn't been able to get away from The College or The Town all year and with her recent (and messy!) breakup, I think it will do her a lot of good to get away from it all for a while. Maybe a change of location will help get her out of that funk she's been in lately.

Oh! I can't wait to show her around!

***

Taylor arrived today.

Her cab dropped her off in the late morning. She dragged her own bags out of the cars trunk and was frowning thoughtfully as she surveyed the house and the grounds. When she saw me at threshold she smoothed her long straight brown hair and smiled at me.

I rushed down the front steps, and to my embarrassment, squealed a little until I tackled Taylor in a hug. Taylor stood tolerantly rigid holding her bags. "Hello Molly. It's very nice to see you."

I stood up straighter and swept some rogue curls of my blonde hair out of my face and smiled up at her. "Welcome to the country house!"

"Thank you. It's quite the place you have here." Taylor gestured with her arm sweeping the fields and woods that make up the estate.

"Thank you."

"Although you really ought to rename it the Estate Manor."

"It's not that fancy..."

"Or maybe the Verdant Palace!"

I laughed. "Careful peasant, or I'll make you sleep with the servants!"

We skipped up the stairs into the great hall where Bentley and Alfred met us. Bentley formally welcomed Taylor to the estate and informed her that the staff is at her pleasure and Alfred took her bags, carrying them to her room. The perplexed look on Taylor's face was delightful. I guess she had misjudged how rich my family is. 

With her baggage being handled by the household my duties as host dictated that I introduce Taylor to my father who we found in his study. I knocked on the partially open door to the great oak panelled room with its great wooden desk and green leather chairs and loungers. I cringed when I saw he was in a meeting with a pair of men. 

My father smiled and beckoned us in, however. I introduced Taylor (who actually curtseyed a little!). My father graciously shook her hand and introduced us to the two men. One of whom was "Uncle" Reginald Burris, my fathers' longtime friend and occasional business partner. The other man, and you aren't going to believe this, was Thomas Hoork. Thomas Hoork! My fathers most hated business rival! In our house! I must have looked quite shocked because my father explained that Mr. Hoork and he were working on burying the hatchet and that Reg was here to act as an intermediary in case things got heated. After awkward hellos and handshakes my father excused us and I dragged a curious Taylor out of the room.

With that chore out of the way I took Taylor on a tour of the grounds. I showed her the formal gardens, and the conservatory my Aunt Janice maintained, filled with her delicate tropical flowers and warm weather vegetables. I took her on a short ramble through the woods on the estate and showed her all of my childhood secret spots. We took a walk through the stables and watched my younger sister Hayley ride her horse, Barnabas, and practice her jumping course. I explained to Taylor that Hayley was a competitive equestrian who rode in national competitions. Taylor seemed very impressed. Then we decided to explore the hedge maze on the grounds.

When we were deep into the maze Taylor turned to me and asked "Molly, I hope you don't mind me asking this, but just what does your family do to have money like this?"

I explained that the family's fortunes came out of the alchemy business, that my father and mother invested heavily in a friend’s alchemy start up years ago and then ran the business side of the venture for many years. As that business grew into a large operation, my parents became silent partners, and now my father spends his time investing the family money in a variety of businesses, many of them alchemical, with occasional philanthropy. Basically living the maxim that money makes money past a certain point. 

Taylor looked thoughtful and nodded. "And just who is Mr. Thomas Hoork to your father? That meeting seemed rather tense..."

With some hesitation, I told Taylor about Mr. Hoork and the decades of conflict between him and my father. I told her about the very large mining concern they both held large shares in, and the fight between the two men which tore the company apart. I let her know about the years of competition between the men, the hostile takeover bids, rival startups, and the time that my father almost ruined Mr. Hoork. I explained to Taylor how Mr. Hoork rebuilt his fortune and was back in force and that Reginald, my fathers friend, was angling to get my father and Mr. Hoork to work together on a new business venture. I didn't hold out much hope, though.

Taylor nodded, as if I had answered an important question, and then asked if it was supper soon.

I yelped realizing it probably was! We rushed back to the house, and came across the estate pool where Candy and Annikah were frolicking naked. Taylor stared at their nubile, young bodies with a look of shock on her face. She cast me a questioning look and I shrugged, introducing Candy and Annikah as my fathers' mistress and their "special friend" Annikah. The women waved, their large breasts flopping wildly with the motion. Taylor gave me a look that suggested that answer wasn't going to suffice. I grabbed Taylor by the hand and dragged her along into the house. Annikah blew us a kiss.

I showed Taylor to her spacious guest suite where her baggage was waiting for her and asked her to get ready for dinner. I rushed to my own quarters, showered, quickly dressed in a smart black frock, and returned to my friend. 

Taylor was sitting on the edge of the bed in her bra and panties when I arrived. She gave me an appraising look and grabbed the grey wool dress and sweater combination she had laid out on the bed. As she slid into her outfit, she asked me about Candy and Annikah and how I could be so cool about them and how my mother could stand it.

That's when I realized that I hadn't introduced Taylor to mum yet!

Ah! I can be so rude!

Once Taylor pulled on her clothes I took her up the stairs of the great hall and onto the balcony overlooking the ballroom and introduced her to mum. 

Taylor was so surprised! I guess she hadn't expected my mother to be a six-foot penis resting on a bed of a dozen breasts with three vaginas and cocks sandwiched between them! I stroked mums shaft body affectionately with one of my hands and told Taylor the story of how my mother, deeply fascinated with the idea of extreme transformation, commissioned a potion from our alchemy company and had turned herself into this silent penis object. Which was why my father took human mistresses sometimes, and why sometimes the two of them took on other lovers, and the explanation for why Candy and Annikah were not such a big deal. It was also why, I explained, Aunt Janice, Mum's sister, had joined the household. She looked after Mum, gardened, and generally blamed my father for Mum's transformation. 

Taylor absorbed this and ran one of her thin hands over the warm flesh of my mother, her face a mask of thought. I'm pretty used to the way things are, but I could tell it was a lot for Taylor to process.

Unfortunately her reverie was cut short by the sound of the dinner bell. We both scurried to the main dining room for the meal.

***

The Meal:

When we entered the dining room most of the diners were already seated. My father was seated at the heart of the table, across from Reginald, with whom he was chatting. Next to Reginald was his wife Penelope and their grown son Brant, back from his junior year of college for a visit. Seated across from them were Annikah and Candy who were giggling and gossiping together. On the other side of my father sat Hayley and Aunt Janice (who looked sour as ever). Which left two empty seats for Taylor and I. 

It appears that Mr. Hoork would not be joining us. I wonder if Father felt snubbed.

Father slyly thanked us for joining everyone. Taylor and I smoothed our dresses and with what grace we could muster took our seats. 

Small talk continued as salads were served. Father and Reginald chatted with Brant asking about his school and career plans. Penelope just beamed at her son, savouring the brief visit. Candy and Annikah continued to snort and giggle as they continued to commiserate over whatever it was they occupied their time with. (My father’s lovers were beautiful, but hardly brilliant philosophers.) Aunt Janice spent much of her time glaring at Annikah and Candy with the occasional frown thrown at my father when they laughed particularly loudly. Taylor meanwhile had struck up a pleasant conversation with my sister about her horse jumping and deferred college studies. Hayley grinned brightly at the attention.

I was very glad to be home, surrounded by my weird family and our friends.

That was... until it happened.

The kitchen staff took away our clear plates and brought in the soup course. We were just enjoying our first bites when Annikah suddenly drew herself up from the table and pulled her bright red dress up over her head, revealing her naked, nubile body. She announced that she felt funny and that she had to shit, and dropped into a squat. 

We all watched agog as she bared down, her muscles clenching obscenely, pushing something out of her oddly puckering anus. The thing was purple and flesh coloured, and as she grunted and pushed, it became obvious she was growing a penis out of her butthole. The cock continued to swell, becoming more than a foot long, then, as Annikah continued to strain, it grew as long and wide as her leg. She panted, took a great breath and grunted as she gave one last push with her bowels, the cock suddenly shooting out five feet long and as wide as her hips, her butthole a swollen fleshy ring around it's tip. Annikah screeched as her giant new cock erupted, shooting ropes of cum along the marble floor of the dining hall. 

Her changes weren't over though as she fell to her knees as her feet melted into her legs, leaving her with two very shapely legs that ended midcalf. Her hips then rippled and swelled wildly before four more shapely, mid-calf ending legs grew out of her hips leaving her with a ring of footless legs on her hips. The flesh in the three crotches of her six legs suddenly ballooned and wrinkled as she grew three purse sized scrotums filled with testicles the size of apples. Annikah groaned and cummed even more on the floor.

Annikah dropped to her hands as her torso grew a constellation of nipples which swelled into breasts, leaving her with a torso ringed with c cup tits. She then slipped to her elbows as her hands melted into her wrists, leaving her with blunt, truncated forearms. She moaned and ejaculated again as her shoulders burst open with two more handless arms that matched her original. Her head craned forwards suddenly, and based on the popping sound, permanently, to face forward, in the centre of her newly symmetrical body. And finally, with a look of intense pleasure in her eyes, we all watched as her lips disappeared and her mouth puckered into a new anus in the middle of her beautiful face. 

The changes finally stopped leaving a hugely altered Annikah. She now had an oddly cylindrical body, capped on one end by a torso sized cock, ringed by her six truncated legs, followed by a section bumped with tits, a ring of four truncated arms, and finally ending in her anus-mouthed face staring forward. In many ways her new body reminded me of an exotic dildo, a long cock studded with hooks and bumps.

We all stood or sat there stunned.

Until Annikah orgasmed again, and then, eyes lidded with pleasure, she squeezed out a large tube of shit from her face-anus. 

Candy screamed! Father rushed to Annikah's defence, while Hayley called for help. Reginald drew his family back to a safe distance and Aunt Janice just looked revolted. 

Taylor though, Taylor looked thoughtful. She was standing back, taking everything in and watching everyone’s reactions. 

A doctor was called as well as an inspector. Father managed to get Annikah's attention and was able to determine that, while confused, she was still present and wasn't in any discomfort. Reginald evacuated his family back to their suite and Hayley gave Candy something from the apothecary to calm her hysterics and took her to bed. Aunt Janice muttered something and went to check Mum before heading to bed herself. Father suggested that Taylor and I also turn in for the evening and that he would stay with Annikah until the authorities arrived. I argued, but he told me that until the inspector got to the bottom of the accident, he wanted Hayley and I and my guest somewhere safe. Besides, he said, the staff were around and he wouldn't be alone.

Taylor just kept frowning thoughtfully through the entire exchange, pacing the room, examining the dining table.

I beckoned her over and led her back to her suite. As we left the dining room, Father was using a napkin to clean the shit off Annikah's new face and giving her a sweet kiss on her puckered anus.

***

I delivered Taylor to her room, apologized for the madness at dinner, and told her I'd come and fetch her in the morning as soon as I heard the coast was clear.

I returned to my own room, shed my clothes, and slid into my nightgown. I climbed onto my familiar bed and turned off the light. I curled up around a pillow worried for Annikah and worried for my father and tried to find the solace of sleep.

I was just nodding off when I was startled by the sound of my suite door opening. I snapped awake in a panic and threw on the lights to illuminate Taylor fully dressed.

"Molly" she said, "what happened to Annikah was no accident. Someone here transformed her!"

***

Chapter 2