Finally got around to finishing up a piece I started a while back.
Wanted to update my OC Cassie, think this is a much better concept than my original.
Cassie twirled her blonde hair anxiously with on hand while the other was crossed over her chest just under her breasts. She didn't want to be here, not in the day time and certainly not at night. She glanced past the barn at the setting sun.
"Darleeeeeyna! It's nearly Daaark!" She shouted to her friend, wondering why on earth she was so determined to take photos of the old farm. "Can't we like.. come back later? This place gives me the willies."
Cassie waited and got no response from her missing friend. She shifted in place, kicking at the old fence next to her.
"Darla I'm going back to the caaaarrr!" Nothing...
As much as Cassie wanted to just wait in the car she couldn't shake the sense of dread she had felt since she first spied the old barn, something wasn't right. She took a hesitant step toward the barn and a sudden gust of wind rushed past her, as if pushing her back from the yawing mouth of the open barn. She straightened her purple flannel shirt and jean shorts and boldly entered the barn.
It was dark, dark and dusty. The air hung thick with the smell of old hay and wood, cobwebs and dust covered everything she could make out, and there was still no sign of Darleyna. Cassie itched at her head for a moment while her eyes adjusted, this place was acting up her allergies, her ears itched, her chest felt kind of warm, even her feet hurt.
"Darla can't we just go... Where are you?" She groaned as she looked around the barn, it was surprisingly big once you actually got in it, and by the time she had reasonably looked for her friend it was dark. She sighed deeply and went to go back to the car when she tried over something and landed on the old wooden floor heavily.
"Owww fuck... what the.. what did I trip on? I hope I didn't get splinters.." She looked at her feet and was confused by what she saw. In the dim light of the bar she could swear they looked... black. They weren't the right shape either... She reached out to touch them only to notice her hand felt strange too, like her fingers were stuck together. She was starting to worry, something wasn't right, her body felt weird and hot and she just wanted... she just... wanted to take off her clothes.
She clumsily pulled at her flannel and tried to get out of her shorts as she made her way toward the door. Every movement felt stiff and different, she could swear that she had... no it couldn't be, and what was that swinging behind her?
She finally got out of both the barn and most of her clothes, her pink panties were still around her thighs, caught on part of her leg somehow. She looked down, the panties couldn't slide past her legs because they suddenly became oddly jointed. She stared at herself, her legs were covered in a light amount of what could only be called fur, and they were shaped all wrong and her feet were... hooves? She started to check herself over and found that other things had changed in the dark barn. Her ears were long and fur covered, jutting out from the sides of her head, she only had three thick fingers now instead of the normal five, her breasts were huge, and... and she had a tail.
"What the hell is going aaawwwnn-he-haaaawwnnn!" She clapped her hands over her mouth to try and stop the sudden bray from having happened. She slowly moved her hands away.
The more nervous she got the less able she was to make words, all that she could manage in this state was a panicked bray, and to start running... galloping? to the car. As she neared it she heard an equine whinny and saw that her friend was in a similar condition, sporting a few horse like features and a equine shaped bulge she could she even in the dim lighting...