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[Female mental TF/Hypnosis into a chicken]
[Female to Monkey TF in Part2]

Allison Roland sat in the home of Hayley Reynolds, the college’s number one gymnast and a popular cheerleader. It was a warm home and even though it was just Hayley and her mother living there it was filled with enough love and memories for a whole family. There were a plethora of pictures of Hayley and her mother on the mantle above the fireplace. A tall cabinet stood, filled to the brim with Hayley’s gymnastics trophies from primary and secondary school, alongside Miss Reynolds awards and certificates for working with animals.

Miss Reynolds worked as a zookeeper and had always hoped her daughter would grow to love animals as much as she did but, as Hayley got older, she realized that her daughters’ heart was in gymnastics and it seemed like nothing would change that.

Allison smiled and thanked Miss Reynolds who had entered the living room, placing a bowl of nacho chips on the coffee table and handing Allison a cup of hot chocolate. Such a lovely lady. It’s a shame her daughter is such a brat, Allison smirked to herself.

As if on cue, Hayley arrived back from cheer practice and announced her arrival in the hallway.

“Mum? What’s she doing here?” Hayley stood in the doorway, dumbfounded at the sight of Allison, an intruder in her home. Her gym bag slid from her shoulder and dropped to the floor.

Allison looked up from her cocoa and smiled sweetly, “Your mother has agreed to help me with a biology project and we’d like you to help, too. Wouldn’t we Miss Reynolds?”

Hayley looked disgusted at her mother who nodded in agreement. She hadn’t heard about any biology project and the two teens were in the same class. This is total bullshit. I hope Allison doesn’t think she can get mum to make me put her on the gym team.

“What project?” Hayley huffed, not bothering to hide her annoyance.

“The monkey one, silly.” Allison giggled, sounding far too immature for a girl of her age. “I’m not surprised you don’t remember. You are so forgetful, Haley, whereas I listen and pay attention properly in class.”

Hayley’s head went a little fuzzy and she couldn’t remember any of the assignments she had to do this weekend no matter how hard she thought about it. She felt her stomach sink. Oh shit! Did I really forget about a project?

Allison watched her rivals look of confusion from behind her warm mug, hiding a mischievous smile.

“Don’t you remember? We have to compare how monkeys and people behave differently and see how far they can emulate one another.”

Hayley furrowed her thin eyebrows. It didn’t sound at all familiar, in fact it sounded damned right absurd, but she couldn’t say with one hundred percent surety that Allison was lying either. Maybe she just hadn’t paid enough attention in class? She honestly couldn’t remember.

“Really, Hayley? Forgetting such an interesting project about animal behaviour? I find it hard to believe you’re my daughter sometimes.” Miss Reynolds shook her head and tutted.

Allison took a long deep slurp of cocoa to hide her grin. This is going to be so easy!

“So Hayley. For this project you are going to emulate a monkey and I thought your mother could give us some pointers. She does work at a zoo full of them, afterall.”

“No way!” Hayley snorted. She was not going to humiliate herself by acting like a dumb ape in front of that little snot Allison even if it meant failing a project.

“Oh, Miss Reynolds, tell your daughter to stop being such a chicken,” Allison goaded

“Come on, Hayley. It’s just a little roleplay,” Miss Reynolds, sighed and Hayley sneered back. Why is mum siding with that cow? This is soo much B.S!

Allison could see Hayley wasn’t going to break anytime soon and was moments away from going for an all-out assault when her eyes flashed open with a bright idea. “Why don’t you demonstrate how much of a chicken your daughter is being, Miss Reynolds?” Allison smirked, “do your best chicken impression.”

Both teens watched Miss Reynolds who obediently stood up and put her hands under her armpits, bending over forwards. The cheerleader watched her mother, confused and horrified that she would debase herself in such a way. She thought her mother had much more dignity than to do something as ridiculous as this but here she was unashamedly acting like a bird. “Mum, what are you doing? You’re embarrassing me! Mum?”

Miss Reynolds ignored her daughter, fully immersed in her role as a hen. She was bobbing her head as she walked around the coffee table, hunched over and periodically making loud, unrestrained clucking noises. After a few steps she turned around to see the bowl of nacho chips on the table and began pecking at them, messily spilling them on the floor and dropping most of what she managed to catch between her teeth, forcing her to peck at them again off of the floor. The independent single mother and fully qualified veterinarian was eating nachos right off the carpet like a dumb bird. Hayley tried to talk sense into her mother but her only reply was a hearty, “bawk, bawk, bawk.”

Allison watched the spectacle with glee. She had had plenty of time to work her magic on Miss Reynolds whilst Hayley was at practice, it hadn’t taken much more than her agreement to help in any way she could and the curvaceous woman was fully under Allison’s sway. Allison was glad to see the extra effort paying off. She had obviously said all the right things to transform the doting Miss Reynolds into a willing and shameless participant in her own daughters’ destruction. Allison looked at Hayley’s petrified face and could see that her plan was affecting Hayley but the cheerleader looked just as likely to flee in embarrassment as try to stop her mothers’ foolishness. Allison decided to up the ante, “Very good Miss Reynolds, but chickens don’t wear clothes, so take it all off!”

The middle-aged woman paused her chicken act to pull her blouse up over her head and dropped it to the floor, her bra followed freeing her large motherly breasts. Though similar in size to her daughters’ bosoms, hers were less firm and perky, and more soft and jiggly. A strange necklace hung between her breasts, catching Hayley’s eye for a second before she watched her mothers’ skirt and panties swiftly join the pile of clothes. Now entirely nude, save for the curious necklace, Miss Reynolds proceeded to bend over and continue her chicken walk, her boobs hanging and wobbling beneath her, rocking back and forth as she pecked at the floor.

“Snap out of it, mum!” Hayley shouted with desperation in her voice but it was hopeless. Seeing that her mother was lost to her she glared at Allison accusingly. “You! What did you do? Did you hypnotise her?”

Allison just laughed. You’ll wish I was just a hypnotist! she thought to herself. Hayley was cracking. She could see it. All it would take was just a little more pressure.

“Okay… Now, you need to squeeze both your nipples. Yes, rub them til they stand up. You’re a dirty hen,” Allison sniggered and bit her bottom lip, she didn’t know that this was going to turn out to be so much fun. Miss Reynolds of course followed her words to the letter, “That’s it now flap your elbows like wings!”

“Buc, buc, BUCKAWWW!” the chicken-brained woman called out before turning and bobbing her head at the ground. Hayley now had a clear view of her own mothers’ ample bottom and her face turned bright red. When her mum bent over for another peck at the floor Hayley got a sight she wanted to see even less and was horrified to learn her mother, the dirty hen, had gotten slick and lubricated. The teen felt queasy, she had to end this immediately. “Stop it! Whatever you’re doing, stop!”

Allison’s ears perked up at the sound of Hayley’s resolve breaking. “Are you going to agree to be our monkey?”

“Yes, dammit! Whatever. Just make her stop!” the champion gymnast caved to the strange girls demands, unaware of the consequences of doing so.

Description
[Female mental TF/Hypnosis into a chicken]
[Female to Monkey TF in Part2]

Allison Roland sat in the home of Hayley Reynolds, the college’s number one gymnast and a popular cheerleader. It was a warm home and even though it was just Hayley and her mother living there it was filled with enough love and memories for a whole family. There were a plethora of pictures of Hayley and her mother on the mantle above the fireplace. A tall cabinet stood, filled to the brim with Hayley’s gymnastics trophies from primary and secondary school, alongside Miss Reynolds awards and certificates for working with animals.

Miss Reynolds worked as a zookeeper and had always hoped her daughter would grow to love animals as much as she did but, as Hayley got older, she realized that her daughters’ heart was in gymnastics and it seemed like nothing would change that.

Allison smiled and thanked Miss Reynolds who had entered the living room, placing a bowl of nacho chips on the coffee table and handing Allison a cup of hot chocolate. Such a lovely lady. It’s a shame her daughter is such a brat, Allison smirked to herself.

As if on cue, Hayley arrived back from cheer practice and announced her arrival in the hallway.

“Mum? What’s she doing here?” Hayley stood in the doorway, dumbfounded at the sight of Allison, an intruder in her home. Her gym bag slid from her shoulder and dropped to the floor.

Allison looked up from her cocoa and smiled sweetly, “Your mother has agreed to help me with a biology project and we’d like you to help, too. Wouldn’t we Miss Reynolds?”

Hayley looked disgusted at her mother who nodded in agreement. She hadn’t heard about any biology project and the two teens were in the same class. This is total bullshit. I hope Allison doesn’t think she can get mum to make me put her on the gym team.

“What project?” Hayley huffed, not bothering to hide her annoyance.

“The monkey one, silly.” Allison giggled, sounding far too immature for a girl of her age. “I’m not surprised you don’t remember. You are so forgetful, Haley, whereas I listen and pay attention properly in class.”

Hayley’s head went a little fuzzy and she couldn’t remember any of the assignments she had to do this weekend no matter how hard she thought about it. She felt her stomach sink. Oh shit! Did I really forget about a project?

Allison watched her rivals look of confusion from behind her warm mug, hiding a mischievous smile.

“Don’t you remember? We have to compare how monkeys and people behave differently and see how far they can emulate one another.”

Hayley furrowed her thin eyebrows. It didn’t sound at all familiar, in fact it sounded damned right absurd, but she couldn’t say with one hundred percent surety that Allison was lying either. Maybe she just hadn’t paid enough attention in class? She honestly couldn’t remember.

“Really, Hayley? Forgetting such an interesting project about animal behaviour? I find it hard to believe you’re my daughter sometimes.” Miss Reynolds shook her head and tutted.

Allison took a long deep slurp of cocoa to hide her grin. This is going to be so easy!

“So Hayley. For this project you are going to emulate a monkey and I thought your mother could give us some pointers. She does work at a zoo full of them, afterall.”

“No way!” Hayley snorted. She was not going to humiliate herself by acting like a dumb ape in front of that little snot Allison even if it meant failing a project.

“Oh, Miss Reynolds, tell your daughter to stop being such a chicken,” Allison goaded

“Come on, Hayley. It’s just a little roleplay,” Miss Reynolds, sighed and Hayley sneered back. Why is mum siding with that cow? This is soo much B.S!

Allison could see Hayley wasn’t going to break anytime soon and was moments away from going for an all-out assault when her eyes flashed open with a bright idea. “Why don’t you demonstrate how much of a chicken your daughter is being, Miss Reynolds?” Allison smirked, “do your best chicken impression.”

Both teens watched Miss Reynolds who obediently stood up and put her hands under her armpits, bending over forwards. The cheerleader watched her mother, confused and horrified that she would debase herself in such a way. She thought her mother had much more dignity than to do something as ridiculous as this but here she was unashamedly acting like a bird. “Mum, what are you doing? You’re embarrassing me! Mum?”

Miss Reynolds ignored her daughter, fully immersed in her role as a hen. She was bobbing her head as she walked around the coffee table, hunched over and periodically making loud, unrestrained clucking noises. After a few steps she turned around to see the bowl of nacho chips on the table and began pecking at them, messily spilling them on the floor and dropping most of what she managed to catch between her teeth, forcing her to peck at them again off of the floor. The independent single mother and fully qualified veterinarian was eating nachos right off the carpet like a dumb bird. Hayley tried to talk sense into her mother but her only reply was a hearty, “bawk, bawk, bawk.”

Allison watched the spectacle with glee. She had had plenty of time to work her magic on Miss Reynolds whilst Hayley was at practice, it hadn’t taken much more than her agreement to help in any way she could and the curvaceous woman was fully under Allison’s sway. Allison was glad to see the extra effort paying off. She had obviously said all the right things to transform the doting Miss Reynolds into a willing and shameless participant in her own daughters’ destruction. Allison looked at Hayley’s petrified face and could see that her plan was affecting Hayley but the cheerleader looked just as likely to flee in embarrassment as try to stop her mothers’ foolishness. Allison decided to up the ante, “Very good Miss Reynolds, but chickens don’t wear clothes, so take it all off!”

The middle-aged woman paused her chicken act to pull her blouse up over her head and dropped it to the floor, her bra followed freeing her large motherly breasts. Though similar in size to her daughters’ bosoms, hers were less firm and perky, and more soft and jiggly. A strange necklace hung between her breasts, catching Hayley’s eye for a second before she watched her mothers’ skirt and panties swiftly join the pile of clothes. Now entirely nude, save for the curious necklace, Miss Reynolds proceeded to bend over and continue her chicken walk, her boobs hanging and wobbling beneath her, rocking back and forth as she pecked at the floor.

“Snap out of it, mum!” Hayley shouted with desperation in her voice but it was hopeless. Seeing that her mother was lost to her she glared at Allison accusingly. “You! What did you do? Did you hypnotise her?”

Allison just laughed. You’ll wish I was just a hypnotist! she thought to herself. Hayley was cracking. She could see it. All it would take was just a little more pressure.

“Okay… Now, you need to squeeze both your nipples. Yes, rub them til they stand up. You’re a dirty hen,” Allison sniggered and bit her bottom lip, she didn’t know that this was going to turn out to be so much fun. Miss Reynolds of course followed her words to the letter, “That’s it now flap your elbows like wings!”

“Buc, buc, BUCKAWWW!” the chicken-brained woman called out before turning and bobbing her head at the ground. Hayley now had a clear view of her own mothers’ ample bottom and her face turned bright red. When her mum bent over for another peck at the floor Hayley got a sight she wanted to see even less and was horrified to learn her mother, the dirty hen, had gotten slick and lubricated. The teen felt queasy, she had to end this immediately. “Stop it! Whatever you’re doing, stop!”

Allison’s ears perked up at the sound of Hayley’s resolve breaking. “Are you going to agree to be our monkey?”

“Yes, dammit! Whatever. Just make her stop!” the champion gymnast caved to the strange girls demands, unaware of the consequences of doing so.