#bovine

Front Facing Cow from Bovine University

(Lisa the Vegetarian)

Clover sat down on the stairs, her balance unsteady. She was so front heavy now, it felt like gravity was trying to pull her down the last few steps only to land on her immense breasts and udder. She scratched at her floppy cow ears as she stared down into her canyon of cleavage. Her breasts were bigger than bowling balls, and she took small solace in having found a bra that fit, even if it was a K cup. She sighed to herself at that though, Before her breasts had swollen with milk she was only a full C cup, or maybe even a small D, but now. Now the two gallon sized milked filled breasts hanging from her chest seemed an appropriate size to go with her body.

She frowned further as she though about how it had changed. Large floppy cow like ears, small nub like horns that had felt like the worst migraine imaginable as they grew out. A long tail capped with a tuft of hair that swished aimlessly behind her, swatting at non existent flies. Even her nose had grown a bit wider and darker, but the change that shocked her the most was the udder. It was larger than her breasts and weighed a considerable amount, heavily sitting in her lap, a constant reminder of how inhuman she had become. It rubbery skin was taught and warm, and you could almost feel the pressure of how much milk was inside it. Which didn’t surprise her, her body seemed to be trying to make more milk than her newly grown endowments could hold and she frequently had leaks of pearly white milk stream from her ponderous teats or thick nipples. Having teats was weird, they felt limp and floppy until she started to stroke them, despite not increasing in size they did become firmer and more sensitive as she tried to work the milk out, and it wouldn’t be long until she found herself in a trance, softly mooing as she emptied her udder.

Her life seemed to revolve around milking herself now, and she had been lucky that one of her friends had been understanding and agreed to deliver her food every few days. Even if she did tease her about having a name fitting for a cow… But there was no way she could go outside looking like this, she didn’t know if people would freak out or try and make her their cowgirl slave. She tried to pretend like that thought didn’t excite her at all, instead focusing on what she needed to do today. Just because she had turned into some sort of cow creature didn’t mean she didn’t need to ear a living, thankfully she worked online out of home as a blogger. This gave her ample time to attend to her breasts and udder.

Today she was going to write a very angry review of a product she had recently tried, TFIndustries Magic-Milk, guaranteed to help you grow into a busty beauty. Sure the product had worked, but it had gone above and beyond and now she was more of a bovine beauty…

The lovely kariwerners has been patiently waiting for The Warlock to give her another taste of a TF, and this time we decided to spring for a more bovine transformation.

She took the summer off from school to spend some time in the countryside… it looks like she might be bringing some country back with her when she leaves.

What goes better with your morning bowl of cereal than nipples and milk?

She was going to visit her best friend’s family farm for the week, so she bought a pair of Cowgirl Shorts from Warlock-Designs. Now it looks like she might be staying on the farm a bit longer than she expected…

As she stepped down she stumbled, her foot not quite balancing on the step correctly. She bent forward to catch her balance only to feel a tight and painful sensation by the end of her spine, followed by a loud R-R-R-R-I-I-I-P-P! She wobbled on her legs, she wanted to see what the sound and pain was, but her legs didn’t feel right, as if they were bending weirdly, and she couldn’t get steady enough to turn.

She could feel something poking out through her destroyed jeans though, it was swaying gently, and for the life of her she couldn’t get the thought of it being a tail out of her mind. She also couldn’t ignore the building pressure at the sides of her head, she felt like she was coming down with a migraine headache, and even her ears hurt. She didn’t know how large and strangely shaped they had grown, and it wasn’t until she brushed against one of her quickly growing horns that she finally realized what was happening.

She let out a panicked “Mmmooooooooo!” and tried to move into the house as quick as possible, unwilling to risk growing and udder outside, or her breasts swelling up with milk in front of her neighbors.

Normally Katie was a very polite and kind girl, never one to say something mean or talk behind someone’s back. She was a stark contrast to her in your face, tell it how it is friend Jenna. Jenna had always had a temper and only really got along with Katie because of how understanding and patient she was. The two of them had been friends for a long time, and would always go our for dinner on Friday night.

This Friday they had stopped for a drink after eating, and both of them were feeling a little buzzed as they walked home. Jenna was in the middle of an outrageous story that had Katie giggling up a storm when Jenna walked straight into something.

It actually turned out to be a someone, a heavyset older woman in what looked to be a series of layers of fabrics, jewelery, and beads. Jenna picked herself up off the ground and brushed dirt from her leg in agitation.

“Hey you… who the hell do you think… you are, why don’t you watch where your going you, you fat cow!”

The woman’s face nearly turned purple, she clearly was extremely offended and barely restraining herself from tossing the drunk girl into a wall. Katie watched the whole scene, and would have tried to calm them down if she had been sober, but all that she managed was a short giggle as she watched the two square off.

The older woman shot her a death glare when she heard her laugh “Two against one eh? You think it’s funny when your friend calls people fat cows huh? Well then you can be the fat cow!” The heavyset woman seemed to grow larger, and the sky darkened. Her eyes started to glow and Katie felt the world drop away below her feet, and she fell.

Katie woke up with a start, she had fallen in her sleep and was laying on the floor next to her bed and her head was pounding. nightmares and a hangover, what a way to start a day. She slowly walked to the bathroom and got out her toothbrush, only stopping when she went to put it in her mouth. Her eyes went wide and the toothbrush feel into the sink.

Staring back at her in the mirror was Katie, but not the Katie she knew. This one had horns and big floppy ears. Her nose was a short muzzle like thing, and as Katie looked down she saw a large tail swishing behind her nervously. She couldn’t believe it, she had been turned into some cow creature… by that old fat lady. At the thought of the other woman’s weight Katie’s stomach growled loudly, and she could tell the sudden and extreme hunger pains that now clenched her abdomen were the other part of the curse. She wasn’t going be able to stop herself from eating until she was a fat cowgirl.

An hour later she sat at her kitchen table with her chair pushed back. She was nearly naked and rubbing her belly, which felt stretched from her third helping of breakfast. In her near food coma, Katie wondered what had happened to Jenna, she had passed out before the old woman had spoke to her, but hopefully she had told Jenna how to reverse this curse. She needed to get this curse gone so she could stop eating and work off her growing belly and thighs, if she ever could.

She decided it was time call Jenna to find out what happened… well, right after she ordered lunch.

Bovidae (Antelopes, Cattle, and Goat-Antelopes)

*technically this is the tribeBovini, there are some other bovines that are more antelope-like but they get their own post. this group is still colloquially referred to as bovines

*not every single recognized species and subspecies is represented because some i could find zero information on, let alone pictures. not doing breeds of domesticated species either because i’ll be dead before i finish that

*common names are taken from the IUCN red list if applicable and iNaturalist (and very rarely wikipedia)