Athlete (male or female, but I'd personally prefer male) acquires and uses experimental bovine growth hormone. Initially they're very successful at adding lots of mass, but later side effects include growing a tail, horns, and cow ears, plus huge genitals (for a guy) and four massive lactating breasts (for a female). In an effort to avoid bad publicity and legal repercussions, the company the hormones were stolen from abducts the victim and forces their transformation to progress in order to serve either as a stud or a milk cow.

Part I

Jake sat, staring at the vials, running over the whole story in his head. All the signs pointed to “bad idea”, but the thought of finally getting the leg up on Kyle and his bitchy girlfriend Sam was so tempting. The quintessential quarterback/cheerleader couple eclipsed him and his own girlfriend, Dana, constantly. Not out of spite, it’s just how popularity worked. Part of it Dana’s family being farmers, and Sam’s being lawyers. Part of it was Kyle’s meteoric rise on the football team, and Jake’s slow burn.

The following was partly composed by GPT-2 Large, the AI behind AIdungeon2 and Talk to Transformer. It was about a 50/50 split between manual writing and the AI's creation.

The following was partly composed by GPT-2 Large, the AI behind AIdungeon2 and Talk to Transformer. It was about a 50/50 split between manual writing and the AI's creation.

The following was partly composed by GPT-2 Large, the AI behind AIdungeon2 and Talk to Transformer. It was about a 50/50 split between manual writing and the AI's creation.

your hyper girlfriend asks you to join her and her family for dinner at her house

“It’s no tux, but it’ll work,” you mutter to yourself as you slip on the salmon-colored polo. Meeting your girlfriends’ parents is usually a bit of a tense situation, but you feel as if you’ve gone off the deep end. Some girls’ dads would beat you to a pulp if you mistreat them, but Aria’s parents would fucking atomize you.

The Citizens With Special Sizes Act had done a number on brick and mortar business. Karla was just thankful that Samsa Square Mall had survived the refit with enough cash saved to open back up afterwards. Her first steps in the newly rebuilt superstructure were shocking, to say the least. The new automatic doors were three stories tall! No wonder the mall shut down for almost a full year. The set of new laws specified that certain classes of public buildings had to be retrofitted suit the “growing” population of… larger inhabitants. The building hadn’t changed much other than that. The traditional four story mall-style building had enough accessibility between the levels that the inspectors deemed it passable. Stores will have to keep a clerk out near the ledge of their floor to help the larger customers buy from the merchants within. The next thing Karla noticed was the ground floor – it was so solid now! Where mild tile had once been laid, steel-reinforced concrete now stood. The pillars supporting the different levels had also been bolstered to survive accidental collisions without jeopardizing the structural integrity of the building. Soon she saw the reasons for the renovation, lumbering down the central passageway. The Earth trembled as the approaching crowd of hypers stomped through the food court.

``` >first month with your new gf >she's been acting a bit weird for the past day or two >she's been really, REALLY horny >has she been working out? she looks kinda toned >she wants you to spend the night at her place >you get there around dusk >fuck like rabbits for hours >seriously, wtf