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Script by HoRsEb0Y
Art by ChinchillaNilla (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/chinchillanilla/)
Well, here we are! The long-awaited (maybe?) sequel to TF, Inc. (http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13097430/).
I found out a little late in the game that this artist doesn't do lettering, so I'll fill you in with some prose below. Why cover up that gorgeous art with ugly words anyway!
"Six people go missing and I'm the only one who figured it out," Shelly mutters to herself, as she squeezes under the fence. "They think I'm crazy... 'people turning into animals - ha ha ha'... Let's see how hard they laugh when this reporter turns into a Pulitzer Prize winner..."
Brad, her young intern, is paying no mind to Shelly. The text exchange on his phone reveals his big plans for the evening:
Ruthie: Where r you?
Brad: Making a little side money off some old biddy at work
Ruthie: The one who got you the internship??
Brad: Yeah, my moms friend Shelly
Ruthie: You better not be fucking her (angry eomji)
Brad: She's not paying me enough for that
Ruthie: (laughing emoji) See you later tonight?
Brad: You know it
Shelly and Brad finally breach the facility... to find nothing. The place is cleaned out. Shelly is not taking it well. "I-I don't understand, Brad. All my investigating, all my sources... I was so sure it was here!"
"Yeah. Wow. That's too bad, Shelly." Brad pretends to care. "So, uh, when do I get my $50?"
Suddenly, the doors slam shut behind them and the vents kick on. A strange gas envelopes them and their clothes begin to burn off. Soon, they are standing naked in front of each other.
"Brad?!"
"Shelly?!"
As the ventilation system reboots, Shelly realizes what comes next, and she desperately clutches her young male companion. "Oh, sweety... They played me the entire time. They laid the breadcrumbs and I followed them like a dumb animal. They didn't clear out, they made their formula airborne!"
Poor Shelly and Brad succumb to the same fate as those before them. After they are transformed, they're sold to a local farm. Shelly never got that Pulitzer Prize but she did win a date with the farmer's prize bull - her former intern, Brad. As a woman, Shelly would've found it vulgar to let a 19 year-old boy inside her 56 year-old body. But Shelly the cow quivers in carnal, bestial pleasure as Brad paints her insides with a gallon of bull cum.
AFTER CREDITS SCENE
Back at TF, Inc, Shelly and Brad's clothing and belongings are collected to be disposed of. There's a problem. Brad's phone is blowing up with missed calls, all from a caller named "Ruthie."
So is there a part two to this? Hell yes.
Art by ChinchillaNilla (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/chinchillanilla/)
Well, here we are! The long-awaited (maybe?) sequel to TF, Inc. (http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13097430/).
I found out a little late in the game that this artist doesn't do lettering, so I'll fill you in with some prose below. Why cover up that gorgeous art with ugly words anyway!
"Six people go missing and I'm the only one who figured it out," Shelly mutters to herself, as she squeezes under the fence. "They think I'm crazy... 'people turning into animals - ha ha ha'... Let's see how hard they laugh when this reporter turns into a Pulitzer Prize winner..."
Brad, her young intern, is paying no mind to Shelly. The text exchange on his phone reveals his big plans for the evening:
Ruthie: Where r you?
Brad: Making a little side money off some old biddy at work
Ruthie: The one who got you the internship??
Brad: Yeah, my moms friend Shelly
Ruthie: You better not be fucking her (angry eomji)
Brad: She's not paying me enough for that
Ruthie: (laughing emoji) See you later tonight?
Brad: You know it
Shelly and Brad finally breach the facility... to find nothing. The place is cleaned out. Shelly is not taking it well. "I-I don't understand, Brad. All my investigating, all my sources... I was so sure it was here!"
"Yeah. Wow. That's too bad, Shelly." Brad pretends to care. "So, uh, when do I get my $50?"
Suddenly, the doors slam shut behind them and the vents kick on. A strange gas envelopes them and their clothes begin to burn off. Soon, they are standing naked in front of each other.
"Brad?!"
"Shelly?!"
As the ventilation system reboots, Shelly realizes what comes next, and she desperately clutches her young male companion. "Oh, sweety... They played me the entire time. They laid the breadcrumbs and I followed them like a dumb animal. They didn't clear out, they made their formula airborne!"
Poor Shelly and Brad succumb to the same fate as those before them. After they are transformed, they're sold to a local farm. Shelly never got that Pulitzer Prize but she did win a date with the farmer's prize bull - her former intern, Brad. As a woman, Shelly would've found it vulgar to let a 19 year-old boy inside her 56 year-old body. But Shelly the cow quivers in carnal, bestial pleasure as Brad paints her insides with a gallon of bull cum.
AFTER CREDITS SCENE
Back at TF, Inc, Shelly and Brad's clothing and belongings are collected to be disposed of. There's a problem. Brad's phone is blowing up with missed calls, all from a caller named "Ruthie."
So is there a part two to this? Hell yes.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Bovine (Other)
Size 644 x 1260px
File Size 466 kB
You called the original a classic? I’m honored! Thank you.
Glad you like the new one. I was a little hesitant to give this one much story, since I felt a lot of what made the first one fun was its LACK of story and how visceral it was.
TF, Inc is a lot about how I feel about sex and TF. Some people will do a story about a guy and his girlfriend transforming and fucking... and okay. They were probably gonna fuck anyway, so it’s not so bad for them. I like when TF breeds strange bedfellows. Like Shelly taking loads from her friend’s barely legal son.
I agree with you, Shelly looks adorable. I bet you that young bull is gonna go back for seconds. And thirds. And fourths. And fifths... I mean, that’s pretty much all they’re gonna do the rest of their lives.
Glad you like the new one. I was a little hesitant to give this one much story, since I felt a lot of what made the first one fun was its LACK of story and how visceral it was.
TF, Inc is a lot about how I feel about sex and TF. Some people will do a story about a guy and his girlfriend transforming and fucking... and okay. They were probably gonna fuck anyway, so it’s not so bad for them. I like when TF breeds strange bedfellows. Like Shelly taking loads from her friend’s barely legal son.
I agree with you, Shelly looks adorable. I bet you that young bull is gonna go back for seconds. And thirds. And fourths. And fifths... I mean, that’s pretty much all they’re gonna do the rest of their lives.
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