The Expedition of Astel

Chapter 1

Your name is Lily.

You're a 25 year old, 6'4" female, with an overall well built physique. Long, white hair runs down your back, stopping just above your waist. Your eyes are the colour of vibrant emerald. Your face is overtly feminine and beautiful, with full lips and a button shaped nose. Your arms and legs are somewhat toned, leaving no doubt you exercise regularly, your midsection displays a visible 6-pack. Your ass is above average in size and firm. A pair of B cup breasts sit upon your chest, capped with a 0.5 inch nipple each.
You're wearing a skin tight body suit, which shows off your curves and muscles, and doesn't leave much to the imagination. You're wearing no underwear.

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You've decided to set out on a journey to travel around your home continent of Astel and potentially beyond. Demons roam the land and your village and many others suffer while the rich do nothing to help. Astel is home to many different countries and towns of all varieties. You've placed no time limit on your travels, and have enough funds to cover anything and everything you decide to do. Everyone in your small home town, Eriss, knows of your journey as wishes to see you off, offering food supplies, rations and liquids of many varieties. The backpack you've taken has been magically enchanted by the town's magician to be bottomless, so you gladly accepted any gifts within reason, and set out on your journey, your first stop being the city of Wyrmstead, a large port city.

Your village was on the poorer side, so there were no horses that you had the luxury of riding for your journey. So you're forced to traverse the countryside on foot. After half a day of walking along the water, you come across a clearing, relatively well obscured from prying eyes. You pull from your bag a miniature toy campsite, which you toss to the ground in the middle of the clearing. On contact with the ground, it grew in size rapidly, soon big enough to house you comfortably. Thankful for this gift from the town magician, you settle in for a brief rest. You start pulling items from your bag, looking for a snack and a drink. The first bottle you pull from the bag is a clear bottle with a dark red liquid in it, labelled "Trot Tonic", with a silhouette of a horse on the front. You then bite down on a sandwich that you made earlier, finishing it within minutes. Satisfied, and ready to carry on, you miniaturise your camp, hoist the pack, and continue, hoping to make good ground before sunset.

About an hour into your travels after lunch, you feel your body start heating up. Puzzled, you're not given much time to think about the cause, as a wave of pleasure flashes across your body, making you gasp in pleasure. The pleasure wave centralises on your groin. The feeling crescendos as you feel something pushing against your skin-tight bodysuit. You're growing a cock! It keeps growing and growing, sliding up your stomach within your skin-tight bodysuit, until the tip reaches just below your belly button. The tip flattens out, the whole shaft widening. It turns a mottled pink and brown colour. The transformation isn't done yet though, as a pair of balls 1 inch across, slides into a sack of skin at the base of your new penis. Your new horse penis is achingly hard, and the pleasure and pressure in your balls overwhelms you. You cum, blasting rope after rope of semen into the fabric of your body suit, making a mess.

Then, you feel a pressure just above your firm ass, stretching your bodysuit. Quickly, the fabric can't hold on anymore, as a tail bursts through. Your new tail splits into countless fine, luxurious white hairs, resembling a horse's tail. You find you can swish it about as you please.

Lastly, you feel your body become firm, and you feel much stronger. Your lust dies down, your new penis sliding back into your new brown, bestial sheath. Panting with exertion, you pause for a minute. You strip quickly, washing your cum stained body suit in the nearby lake, pulling a similar one from your bag. Before putting it on, you do a quick inventory check of your body. Your new horse sheath houses your penis when flaccid, your fuzzy balls hanging below. When erect your penis reaches up to just below your belly button, you're barely able to fit your hand around it. You didn't notice initially, but your vagina has slid backwards slightly and become much longer, just underneath your asshole, its lips puffier and the same dark brown colour as your sheath. Your asshole has become a fat and round, dark coloured donut, noticeably bigger, spreading your ass cheeks far apart. Your new tail flicks about idly.