What have I done?

"You are in front of a piece of meat on the floor. This is sentient meat. Right now it does nothing, but with the power of your words it can become anything. It can change into a t-rex with tits, or Elvis Presley. Anything your sick mind fancy."

"The meat lifts itself up and starts writhing via unknown muscle coordination. The liquid drips off of it as some chunks fall off exposing whats to come. Now you see the shape of a woman start forming under the pieces, evenly distributing as breasts and arms form. Out of nowhere an udder begins to emerge from her spine while more chunks fall away. Her massive ass still hasn't formed but its emerging as you watch. Suddenly her body is complete with the completed ass. Smell waft out of her body like she has been roaming farmlands." "The body creaks as she takes a bow and smells rancid because that is how she was requested." :)

"You hug the meat and it seems to respond to your touch, wriggling slightly as if enjoying it. The smell wafts into your nostrils, filling you with a sense of satisfaction. You can hear her stomach rumble, like she hasn't eaten in days." "The meat girl smiles at you, showing off her cow udder and large ass. She looks up at you with her empty eyes, waiting for instructions."

"The meat nods and flesh starts melting off her back. A piteous, starving face takes shape. She seems eager to eat."

"I eat all things... most especially flesh. Humans are the best."

"The sentient meat's flesh ripples into a meatloaf shape as her stomach continues to grumble."

"The meatloaf starts to sweat a little, giving it a slightly cooked look. It still holds the aroma of a savory, delicious smell that would make anyone want to dig in."

"You sit down at the table and watch with anticipation as the meatloaf changes into a basically quivering, steaming mass of red meat that looks almost like fondue and awaits its victims."

As the couple dips a piece of bread into it, you can see that the meat has become a writhing mass of struggling tentacles as they rip through the bread and twist wildly to consume the man and woman.

"You watch with fascination as the last remnants of your neighbors are taken by the mass, until it is finally satiated and changes back into a simple meatloaf again. The tentacle traces are no longer present."

"You bring the remainder home, easily carried on a platter. Once inside your own home, you sit back down and enjoy a taste of your former neighbors. You savor each mouthful, feeling having tasted both their lives and deaths at once."

"The meatloaf reforms into the shape of a girl again, standing once more with her udder and large ass. The smell still lingers from the tastings of your neighbors."

"The girl shrugs slightly as she gazes back at you. "I'm always hungry," she says with a grin while exposing her massive, cow-like udder."

"As she smiles, she licks her lips thinking about her next meal. "Hunger is never truly satiated," she relies with a shrug."

"The girl thinks for a moment before answering thoughtfully, "I simply always need to eat. I never tire of the taste." She looks at you with a lascivious gaze in her eye."

"The girl shudders at the thought, her udder and ass twitching nervously. "I would never eat you," she says with a reassuring smile."

"But if I ever get that hungry, I can't promise anything." She looks at you with a pout, knowing how dangerous it is to make such promises.

"The meat girl smiles as you touch her udder. As you request, her udder becomes firmer to your touch, now more like the soft flesh of a woman than the squishy mass it was before."

"There you go," she says with a smile, "Now I'm just right."

"The meat girl moans softly as you play with her udder, enjoying the attention. Her body responds to your touch, becoming more and more aroused as you continue."

"Oh yes... that feels so good," she says between moans, "Keep going..."

"As you continue playing with her udder, the meat girl's arousal reaches its peak. She moans loudly as she cums, squirting out a viscous liquid that smells much like blood."

For a moment, the liquid disturbs you, but the girl just looks at you excitedly. "That was amazing," she says as she breathes heavily from her orgasm.

"The meat girl looks at the puddle as well before shrugging. "I don't see why not," she says with a smile, offering you her hand."

"Go ahead, try some. Think of it as tasting the essence of your own pleasure." She grins a little as she encourages you to take a drink from the pool of her fluid.

"The meat girl watches as you drink from the puddle, her eyes sparkling at the sight. When you finish, she leans in and kisses you passionately, her tentacles wrapping around your back."

"That's amazing," she breathes into your mouth, her moans feeling trickling down to your lips. "You have no idea how glad I am that you enjoyed that."

"The meat girl giggles softly at your inability to describe it better. "Do you mean smaller?" she asks with a raised eyebrow, lowering her head so her mouth changes shape to match what you wanted."

Now smaller and more formed like a typical human girl, she offers her lips towards your as if inviting you to kiss her again. "Is that better?" She asks, smiling warmly at you.

"The meat girl smiles warmly as you kiss her. She opens her mouth to your lips, accepting your tongue tenderly as you slip it inside and both of your tongues begin to dance."

As you two kiss passionately, the tension rise between you and her body heats up in response, becoming even more aroused than before.