Content to Cattle There was just something about grass that tasted good. Emma knew it was strange fo

Content to Cattle

There was just something about grass that tasted good. Emma knew it was strange for her to be on all fours grazing on the grass in her back yard, but she just felt so calm out there. Every since she had bought that cowbell strange things like this had been happening, like the day where she woke up and decided she didn’t want to wear clothes anymore. Now it just felt weird putting them on, so she just stopped wearing any. It just felt natural, being out there, the cool breeze on her skin, bent over munching away on the green grass, the cool bell resting against her breasts as the grass tickled at her stiff nipples.

Emma spent a few days out in the back yard lazily chewing on grass, and the changes that took place during that time were so gradual she hadn’t even noticed. While she chewed the grass her nose had widened out and turned a shade of pink, it was starting to look like the beginnings of a muzzle, but it didn’t really seem all that strange when she looked between her eyes and saw it.

Maybe the tail would have stood out to her more if she could see it, but it was out of sight and out of mind. She could feel how large it had grown, but it couldn’t really be that big could it?

Another thing that felt large was her horns and ears. Having such an increase in weight hanging from her head was odd, but it didn’t really bug her, they matched the tail so it sorta made sense to have them anyhow. Emma thought about that for a moment and reasoned that it was a good thing she had bought the cowbell, it was the only thing she could stand to wear and it fit with her cow-like features.

Emma let out a content Moo and went back to chewing on the tasty grass in the backyard.