“Thanks for helping out, Molly,” The brunette grabbed another bag of hay, tossing it over the ledge, “God, I don’t know what I’ll do without you.” 


“You’re overexaggerating. Surely, you could handle it all by yourself, right Angeline?” 


Her friend shook her head fervently, “You don’t understand. Back then we only had a couple animals then my parents decided to get a couple more sheep, a few more mares and for some reason got themselves rabbits. And boom, the whole farm is infested with animals,” She paused, glancing back at her car, “Now every time I come back, I’ll need to go and help with their mess…” 


Molly ruffled through her hair, an awkward smile rising from her. Surely it wasn’t that bad, right? Regardless, as they hiked their way up towards the barn, the blonde girl was filled with excitement. 


When Angeline had asked for help around the barn during the Summer holidays, Molly didn’t hesitate to volunteer herself. Although her appearance may say otherwise, she had always wanted to live within a barn and become a farm girl. Just imagining herself with all those animals as she fed them excited the freshman in college. 


Once they reached, Angeline's parents gladly invited them into their house before introducing all the animals. From the chickens to the horses, it was as wild as she described. Soon after, they were assigned chores one after another. Cleaning the stables, feeding the chickens, shearing the sheep and on and on into an endless list. 


And when they finally started, it was a chain of non-stop chores for the two college freshmen. Angeline was more used to this but for Molly, she was panting as she quickly rushed to the next activity. Under the hot blazing sun, both of them were sweating buckets, Molly’s muscles groaned with each stretch and turn. 


“You doing alright there?” 


“Yeah…just a bit sore from this,” She glanced away, catching her breath. At least the animals were friendly to them, nuzzling against her hands whenever she petted, “God, you weren’t kidding.” 


Angeline passed her a drink, “No shit. It’s a farm, you didn’t think it would be all sunshines and rainbows here, did you?” 


“Fair enough,” Her gaze shifted towards the rabbit enclosure, “Say, do you have any carrots, I want to feed the rabbits.” Instead of replying, her friend paused for a moment, scratching her head. Molly tilted her head, “What’s wrong?”


“Ok this is going to sound strange but…” She leaned closer towards the blonde friend, “I just find them creepy.” 


“Creepy?” 


“Yes. Creepy. I don’t know where and why my parents get them but their eyes are all bloody and every time they snarl and growl at people including me.” 


Molly chuckled, “You’re just overthinking it, Angie.” 


“No, I'm serious.” 


“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say,” She lifted herself out of the hay, walking towards the house, “Maybe they just don’t like you, you know?” 


“But still it's been months. And most rabbits aren’t like this. I swear there’s something up with them.” 


“Uhuh. Didn’t know that you’re superstitious like that,” Molly giggled once again. What was her friend even saying? Those cute white rabbits that wandered within the enclosure? They didn’t even seem like they were capable of hurting a fly, let alone snarl at people. 


Grabbing a few carrots from the table counter, Molly hummed a soft tune. Despite how hard it was, there’s a certain joy that sprung from helping out. Her steps now had a little spring to them as she returned to the barn. 


“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Angeline said with a sigh, heading out to the sunny plains. 


Brushing her hair to the side, Molly just replied with a grin, “Don’t be so sour about it, Angie. Not everyone can be beloved by the rabbits.” 


“Ha. Ha. Real funny,” While Angeline closed the barn, Molly made her way towards the small enclosure. There, a dozen fo white rabbits were hopping around, their eyes swollen? Or were they just an albino breed since this was the first time she had seen a rabbit with such big red glowing eyes. 


Regardless, she stretched her hand down and offered a carrot, “Here, here guys.” 


Some of the rabbits turned around to face her and growled? Huh? Was Angeline right? Maybe they just needed time to warm up to them. After all, if she was a rabbit, she would be scared by strangers feeding her, wouldn’t she? 


Leaning even closer, she used her other hand to pet against one of their backs. Their snow white fur contrasted heavily with the brown hay all over the barn, “There, there. Don’t need to be sca-Ah!” 


As one of them dug their fangs into her arm, she immediately jolted back. Blood dripped from the wound. What the hell? She rubbed against the wound, wincing in pain. How did that little shit bite her? 


The rabbits continued to snarl at her, almost like they were telling her to back off. To stay away from them. Fine. If that’s what they wanted then she’ll go. Tossing the other carrots into the enclosure, she headed out of the barn, turning to the back to see them devouring the carrots in mere seconds. Seriously, why were they so aggressive? 


“Damn, Molly what happened?” Angeline passed by her, noting the blood dripping from her wound, “Did they bite you?” She asked with a sheepish expression. 


“Yeah, one of the little shits did.” 


“Oh my god, I told you to be careful already,” She leaned closer to the injured blonde, her scent now overwhelming her nostrils. Did Angeline always smell this hay-ish? Rubbing against her injured arm, Angeline asked, “Does it hurt?” 


“Yes, yes, I’m just going to patch it up real quick,” Molly ran off back to the house. God, when did Angeline smell this strong? Her nose twitched a little while she ran cold water against her wound. Soon the pain numbed out, leaving her the wound behind. Once she covered a bandaid around it, Molly returned and continued helping out. 


The rest of the day was nothing much. Hell, the other chores pale in comparison to what she had just experienced. It was mind numbing but after what had just happened, she needed this peace. Weirdly, the skin around her bandage became itchier while simultaneously drying out. Must be the sun she reckoned. 


As the sun finally set, Molly could still feel the heat from the air, still lingering behind. She wiped the sweat off her forehead. Molly watched as Angeline gathered the rest of the animals back to the barn from the sidelines. With her holler, the animals all followed suit back to the barn as Molly made a mental note to herself. Just today was enough to make her muscles sore; she couldn’t fathom doing this on a daily basis. 


“Finally done,” The brunette rushed to her friend, “So how’s the experience?” 


The blonde took a moment to think, “Errr aside from me getting bitten by those rabbits, I’ll say it was fun.” 


“Guess my parents should’ve adopted you as well.” 


“Alright, let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” She chuckled as they headed back to her home. With the fragrance in the air, Molly’s stomach let out a big rumble. Much more than the usual growl, “Damn someone’s hungry.” 


“Yeah especially with those chores, I swear I’m never cleaning another stable again,” Molly unconsciously scratched around her wound while she dragged her feet. She glanced back to see a full moon. Huh, was the moon always this round and bright? 


Once entering the house, her parents quickly plated the dishes as the duo started their feast. While Angeline was eating her usual portion, Molly kept grabbing more and more plates of food. Angline shot a couple weird looks at her friend. Molly used to be a prim and proper lady in her friend group, with how her legs were crossed or how she would abide by table manners. Taught by her parents she said. 


But here? 


She was grabbing plates and plates of food and gobbled it down like she was starving for days. Weeks even. 


“Oh wow, we have quite an eater, don’t we?” Her mother chuckled, scooping another bowl of pasta, “Don’t worry girls, we made extra for everyone.” 


Molly burped out before immediately covering her mouth. What was wrong with her? Upon entering the house, she was just craving for food and no matter how much she ate, she just felt so so hungry. She glanced to the table, spotting some ingredients on the counter “Could you add some carrots in there as well, Mdm?” 


“Carrots, huh?” 


“Yeah, I just have a sudden craving for it. The more the merrier,” Molly immediately was nudged by her friend, pulling her ear right next to her mouth. In a whisper, Angeline asked, “Girl, what the hell is up with you? Didn’t think one day of chores could make you this… this hungry.” 


“I don’t know, alright?” Her stomach grumbled in response, “Probably muscle ache or something.” 


“Uhuh, uhuh and this is the first time I’ve seen you wanting to eat carrots. You sure that bite didn’t have rabies or something?” 


Molly laughed, “Rabies? Rabies won’t give you a craving for carrots, Angie. I thought this was basic general knowledge.” 


“Just stop acting like such a slob, alright? It’s embarrassing me.” 


“Fine. Fine.” 


As their dinner continued, Molly had to restrain herself. No more shoving food down her throat. Just eat like how she normally does it with proper table manners…but when the only thing in her mind was this endless hunger, it was hard to be ‘proper’. 


With each crunch, each bite of her food, she let out constant burps and farts out, stinking the place around. Angeline quickly defused the situation, asking her parents to leave first, claiming that she needed to have a private chat with Molly. 


Finally when she finished all the food, with tomato stains on her shirt and a new bad scent emitting from her mouth, Molly released one last fart out, “Ahh, that hit the spot.” 


“Molly, are you sure you’re fine? You’ve been acting weird.” 


“Just hungry, Angie. Welp, time to shower now,” She got up from her seat, feeling her bloated stomach. Blinking a couple of times, she still couldn’t believe how much she had just eaten. A whooping six plates of pasta with various dishes on the side. Back in her dorm, she could barely eat one proper meal but here that was inhumane in her eyes. 


Scratching against her wound, she felt something strange there. Her flaky skin now was warmer and softer there? Huh, that’s weird. Supposed she should check it out in the showers, “Angie, where’s the shower room, again?” 


“Go down, third door to the left and that’s your room. In it, there should be a toilet and you could shower there,” She replied, washing up the dishes. 


With a simple nod, she headed towards the showers. The itchy sensation spread from her wound to all over her body now. God damn, did she get lice or what? Didn’t help that she was feeling hotter now, like she was in a sauna. 


“Ughh,” She burped as she flicked the showers’ switch. Her eyes widened, impressed at the large size. Much much bigger than her pathetic dorm showers. Tossing her dirty clothes into a basket, she glanced at herself in the mirror. Was it just her or was she bigger in her reflection? 


She shrugged it off, locking the door before twisting the faucet. Warm water showered down on her body. There, at the corner of her eye, she noticed a window, revealing the outside barn. Her eyes squinted at the round large moon. It was so beautiful. So natural. 


Tingles traveled up her body. What was this feeling? Like she wanted to celebrate, basking under the moonlight. The itchiness continued, she slathered shampoo and soap against her body. Her heart thumped when her gaze met with the moon, glued to it. 


She scratched behind her neck, her nails growing sharper digging into her softer skin. This didn’t feel right. Felt like she was cramped in her own body as crazy as that sounded. Molly tried to snap out of it, letting out a nasty burp. She giggled, her pitch lowered by a couple notes. 


Reaching over to grab the conditioner, she blinked at her arm. No, she wasn’t going crazy, her arm was getting longer now. Normally, a person would be screaming at how sudden the growth was with no apparent cause; yet for the young woman, she was perfectly at ease. Strangely calm even. 


With a squish of the conditioner, the whole bottle flattened in an instant, spilling out the conditioner all over her body. Irritated, she growled out, “The hell? I didn’t even use any strength and this useless garbage just broke like that?” She covered her mouth. Swearing wasn’t like Molly. Where she came from, she was a proper prim lady that embodied the traits of femininity. 


Molly tilted her head to the side. But it felt good. Good to curse. Good to let all her anger out. Good to be stronger and bigger. So why was she still resisting it? She shook her head, now recognising the changes that were unfolding. Why should she be scared? Under the moonlight, she shouldn’t need to fear anything. 


Crossing her arms, she nodded to herself. Yes, yes, why was she still so abrasive towards the changes? It wasn’t hurting her, instead it was empowering her, making her finally reveal her true self out to the world. 


The front two teeth began to stretch as they bit her bottom lip. Rubbing against it, reality started to sink into her. What was she becoming actually? Some sort of beast? A pleasant feeling enveloped her thoughts. 


As she continued to imagine her final form, brown fur emerged from her smooth skin, popping up like zits. Her new buckteeth grew out longer, revealing itself even if she tried to close her mouth. All this while water splashed onto her body. 


She scratched against her rougher fur. Intrigued at the changes that were coming. Felt pretty nice actually to have something rougher enveloping her. Not like her soft vulnerable skin that was easily broken. 


Suddenly, Molly started to gag a little, choking on her spit. She coughed a couple times, each time hearing her voice deepen by a note or two. Her neck stretched out longer by an inch while her bones shifted to be more sharper around the edges. Swallowing down on her spit, she rubbed against her throat, “Fucking finally, it was do-” She stopped midway, realizing how much deeper her voice sounded. 


Her smooth throat before had now a little bulge by the middle -  an Adam’s Apple. Her face flushed red, remembering the times she was swooning over guys for their deeper voice. Yet now her voice was even deeper than even theirs by a good octave or two. It had a much thicker texture where it sounded more like a beast, trying to hunt for its prey. Perfect for her new form actually. 


Letting out another fart, she could tell now her scent had changed. From the flowers before, it now soured into a bitter musky smell, combined with that stinky fart within the toilets. Didn’t take long for her height to increase as well, growing inch by inch till she was almost touching the ceiling - one accidental tip toe and she would knock her head.


Molly let out a gasp. A loud one. The tingles around her body had now escalated into a pleasurable sensation. A sexual one that she embraced. This was what she meant by feeling too cramped. This should be her actual size not her puny self. 


But there was still more work to be there. Especially with how skinny she was. After all, what’s the point of being tall if you weren’t big? 


She pinched against her flat belly. One that she used to prioritize through all sorts of diets. Ew. Imagine dieting to maintain this size. She would never. 


With the moonlight shining now onto her, a bloating sensation swept through her. And so she watched as her stomach expanded and widened out. Bigger and better. Accompanying it, her brown fur covered her entire belly. She played around with it, slapping it a little and feeling the vibrations moving through it. That’s more like it. 


But of course, for a beast like her, she would need more muscle. She flexed within the room, feeling her biceps and triceps on her arm swell in size. Once bigger now, she focused more on her legs and witnessed them doubling in size. Both in muscle and in bone mass. Another burp escaped from her; must be all of that food from just now. 


She moved her attention towards her limbs. They were good and all yet she felt something was missing. Just needed a little more mass. She pinched against her left arm, causing tingles to emerge around the region. There, above all of her muscles, layers of chub grew upon it, giving her figure a more rounder shape. That was more like it. 


Molly continued for the rest of her limbs. One pinch there, one little knock there and that was about it. The brown fur continued its conquest, covering all of the parts in which she used the magic to control. By this point, all of her limbs and belly had been covered with fur with her breasts and cunt still in place - something that didn’t sit well with the changing woman. 


Slapping soap against her belly, she let out a chuckle, watching it cover only a small part of her. And that scent of hers just wouldn’t go away, no matter how much soap she applied to herself. A good sign for marking her very own territory. 


Right! She still had to change her head. Wishing upon the moonlight, she said it out loud, “Please grant me a face befitting of this large body.” 


Tingles surrounded her head. This was finally going to happen. Her nose flattened out while a pair of new ears popped up by the tip of her head. They twitched to life, hearing sounds further than she could imagine. Her hair however changed along with her smooth skin, being replaced by the rough fur that surrounded her body. 


After another layer of fat was stacked upon her face, she let out a large grin, spanning from ear to ear. It just felt right. Right that she was this big grotesque monster. 


Her breath now stank up the cubicle, resembling the scent of rotten food left out in the sun, while she rubbed against her face. So big now. Yet, this wasn’t perfect for the new wererabbit. A burning urge overwhelmed her mind. She wanted to have fun with this body. But not as a woman. 


With a push, she flattened her breasts out. The chub was still there yet the feminine curves had been replaced by a more masculine frame. Her chest and shoulders broadened out, allowing her to take up more space that she already had. 


Finally, she stretched down to her nether regions - the last part left unchanged. Instead of the usual fingering, she focused her attention, playing with her swollen clit. Groans and moans echoed within the toilet.


Her hips widened out, making way for her new butt to swell up and curve. Followed up, she had a large bushy tail popped just above her ass. There when she continued to jerk back and forth, her ass and belly would jiggle in motion with her. Still, her mind was only on her clit, focusing on its growth. She wanted it bigger. Big and smelly like her. 


And like she wished for, her clit grew. First, it strengthened longer from it being under her pinkie length to now being two inches long. There, the width expanded rapidly, now giving her a little shaft to play. However, it came with a cost in which her own womanhood started to seal itself shut. The new wererabbit didn’t care about that, only concerned about the growth of his new cock. 


A pair of nut sacks dropped just behind his cock, swelling in size for each groan he made. Pleasure coursed through his veins. Primal instincts taking over whatever mental capacity that he originally had. Once his cock was finally large enough, he grabbed against his new rod and kept stroking it.  


Within his mind, he was in bliss, feeling the pressure building up within his cock. Bigger. Larger. Better. He kept panting, leaning forward for the full experience. God, this was more sensitive than whatever he was doing as a woman. His mind could only think about this rod of his, needing to release all of his seed out soon. 


Memories of his past became muted, now making the distinction between his current self and her previous college life. He was a beast out in the wild not like some pretty lady living within the city. The beast continued to keep stroking, his breath was now all that he could smell inside. 


There, he finally reached his climax, letting out a loud howl that scared everyone who lived within the house. Cum shot through against the floor, erupting in a climatic finish. The euphoria drowned out any other thoughts within his mind, now living in the moment of how amazing this all felt to the beast. 


Angeline quickly slammed the door open, “Molly, are you ok? Wh-” She pinched against her nose as her eyes widened. The combined smell of cum, farts and bad breaths were enough to stun her but she couldn’t believe what was before her. Some rabbit-like monster with buckteeth was in their showers, laying on the ground. Big and chubby, it was still panting on the floor.


The girl froze. What was that thing doing there? Where was Molly? And how the hell did it enter her home? All questions that she had no answers to. 


The rabbit monster suddenly stood up, turning to face her. Oh shit, it saw her. What should she do now? Her mind scrabbled only for the beast to zoom past her. Every step it took shook the house like a tremor had struck the land. She could only sigh in relief, creeping behind the beast. What was it doing in the kitchen? 


It opened the fridge before shoving down food in its mouth. Crumbs all over its brown fur. Err alright? Yet, she was paralysed there, too afraid to move. 


Molly turned back, tossing a carrot at her, “You want one, Angeline?” 


“How the hell do you know my name?” She shrieked, stepping back from the carrot. 


The wererabbit rolled his eyes, “Cause I’m Molly?” 


“Molly?” 


“Yeah, yeah the girl that got bitten by that rabbit. Turns out it's infectious or something cause I turned into this,” He flexed his muscles, “Did you not wonder where I went?” 


Settling down, Angeline took a few deep breaths. One of her friends had just turned into this beast and was now eating all of her food because of some rabbit bite? It was crazy but… there wasn’t any other explanation to this. 


As she walked closer towards the beast, her gaze moved down to his large rod, still dripping with cum. Her face flushed red. And that fur, imagine how fluffy it would be sleeping in that thick coat and chubby belly… 


“So…” Angeline dragged her words as she grabbed the carrot on the ground, “Don’t think… you could fit in our guest room now.” 


“Does that mean I have to sleep outside? I’m coo-” 


Her eyes fluttered out, “But I think…I can find some space in my room, big guy. Especially on my bed…” 


The monster stood up, towering over Angeline. Oh god, was she saying what he was thinking? “Is that an invitation?” 


Her hand slipped under his nut sack, rubbing it, “Always wondered how thrilling it would to fuck a werewolf.”


“But I’m not a wer-”


“Close enough,” She pulled him towards her room, “Be gentle with me, alright big man?” 


Molly gulped. This night was going to be longer than expected…