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| Milk and Cookies |
"You be quiet yourself," Andy whispered back with a much quieter whisper.
Stephen just put a finger to his lips and pantomimed hiding.
Down below, two cow like women entered the barn, their bells clanging and their cloven hooves clip clopping on the stone floor. They were chattering about the Sorceress, their voices having a hint of a 'moo' as an accent.
"You should have seen the look on their faces when the Sorceress caught them screwing in the pantry," said the cow-woman with the ring in her nose. "We were getting supplies for cookies when we found them."
"Who were they?" asked the other cow-woman as she began washing down her breasts and udder.
Ring nose laughed. "The newlyweds of course. They were doing each other with those tongues of theirs and having a good time from what I could here. Luckily for them, the Sorceress was in a playful mood."
The other cow-woman giggled. "Did they have any famous last words?" she asked.
"Other than a surprised grunt, no. Think about their tongues and what they were doing. One moment they were screwing, the next moment they were screwed."
The ringless cow-woman nodded. "What did she do to them?" she asked, finishing off the pre-milking wash.
"She made them into a punch bowl and had me haul it into the west kitchen. Then she had me fill it up with fresh milk, abeit with magic helping out."
"Oh," said the ringless one. "A milk and cookie party. It has been much too long since the last one."
"The 'guests' of honor are getting their invitations right about now," commented Ring Nose as she looked up.
"Oh, shi…" began Ralph when he saw that the ring nosed cow-woman was staring directly at him.
Andy was already in motion, having put two and two together and come up with a joker. He was the only one to see the Sorceress as she cast her spell.
Stephen, hidden in the hay, was silent as usual.
The Sorceress laughed, the spell was cast and the three young men were enveloped in skin like coverings of rainbow light.
"Good job ladies," sang out the Sorceress. "Finish freshening up and then meet me in the parlor."
"Thank you Mistress," mooed the cow-women.
Smiling the Sorceress turned her attention back to her new guests.
"If the three of you behave, we'll get along just fine," warned the Sorceress. "But if you're naughty little boys, you're going to regret it".
Gesturing, the Sorceress forced the bodies of the three young men to stand up in the hay, hands at their crotches. She then weakened the spell that held them immobile.
"I am the Sorceress," she stated when she got their full attention. "You must call me Mistress unless I tell you otherwise. You must also obey me if you know what's good for you."
The Sorceress paused dramatically. "Have I made myself clear?" she asked.
Ralph and Andy nodded. Stephen murmured "Yes Mistress."
The Sorceress smiled, an unnerving sight given the type of smile.
"You," she began, pointing at Ralph. "Why did you come here?"
"Curiosity," stated Ralph simply.
"Ah. Then you wouldn't mind being like this for a little while…"
Pointing at Ralph, the Sorceress released a sphere of light that enveloped the young man. When the light faded, he was a cat like woman with fluffy white fur and a collar around his neck.
"Don't get too attached to this outfit," purred the Sorceress. "You will likely end up in a different outfit when the Milk and Cookies party is over."
"Yes, Mistress," purred Ralph, his eyes wide.
Smiling, the Sorceress turned her attention to Andy. "And why did you come here?" she asked.
"Because it was a challenge, Mistress. And because my friend thought it would be fun."
"A fair answer," murmured the Sorceress. "And the two of you are a pair, even if you're as black as he is white…"
Andy's eyes went wide moments before another sphere of light formed and enveloped him. When the light faded, he was a fluffy black cat woman with a collar around her neck, an inverse twin to Ralph.
He sighed. "Thank you Mistress…" he said with a slight hiss.
"Tis nothing," replied the Sorceress, smirking and turning her attention to Stephen.
She studied him for a minute, her hands stroking the figures on the charm bracelet she wore.
"You've been the silent one, ever since you and your friends have entered my lands," she began. "Your friends gave me lots of hints as to what outfits would be best for them. But I have no clue about you…"
"I felt that talking could be dangerous Mistress," Stephen answered simply.
"Ah. Someone who is extra careful. Is this your first adventure on my lands or have you been around before?"
"I have gotten as far as the gates of the Garden," Stephen admitted.
"Meowrrrrr?" chorused the two cat-women, stunned.
The Sorceress laughed at the reaction.
"Your friends obviously don't believe you," she continued. "But you can be assured that I KNOW you speak the truth."
"Thank you, Mistress," Stephen said with a smile.
The Sorceress nodded and scratches her chin. "I also get the feeling that you have made more trips than one," she mused. "Can you tell me why you keep returning?"
"I like the challenge, Mistress," Stephen began. "I also like seeing boobs, animal like humans, strange transformations, unusual life styles and the occasional orgy."
"We haven't had an orgy around here in almost twenty years," said the Sorceress, wary. "You would have still been in diapers."
Stephen grimaced. "Please don't mention diapers, Mistress. I've had to deal with too many of them as the result of your spell twenty years ago."
The Sorceress blinked, eyes wide. "Oh!" she said when she finally caught on. "You're Stephanie, the one that got away."
"When I'm pregnant or nursing, I'm Stephanie, Mistress. When I'm between pregnancies, I'm Stephen."
"Oh," gloated the Sorceress. "I know just the outfit…"
This time the Sorceress touched Stephen. His body glowed, his clothing disintegrated and he changed into a woman that could have been his twin sister. After a few seconds the body began to swell as if it were pregnant.
"This is great," bubbled the Sorceress. "A Milk and Cookies party with a Homecoming."
With a gesture, the Sorceress made the warding disappear.
"I expect to see you at the party in an hour," the Sorceress began. "As the guests of honor, it would be very improper for you to be elsewhere."
With that the Sorceress turned and left.
There was a long minute of stunned silence.
"Do we run away or do we stay and play?" asked Andy, nodding at the exit.
"If we stay, there is always a chance that the Mistress will be forgiving and generous," Stephen offered, his hands on his bulging tummy.
"We stay and go to the party," stated Ralph.
The other two nodded in agreement.
The Beginning…
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