#bovine tf
“Okay, sugar, cinnamon, ginger, cloves, eggs, pumpkin puree, evaporated…. SHIT!” Amanda swore loudly as she pawed through the cans in the pantry looking for the can of evaporated milk to finished grandma’s homemade pumpkin pie recipe.
Sadly the can was non existent and after a few frustrated minutes of looking she gave up in defeat. She really didn’t want to drive into town, but she had already got the ingredients out and it was sort of a tradition of hers to make a pumpkin pie this time of year. The tall brown haired girl muttered under her breath as she went to go get ready.
She went to turn when she spied something in the back behind all the other cans, something that shined oddly, almost glowed, she reached in and yanked her hand back in surprise when something bit her. She brought her finger to her mouth and her eyes went wide as a small glowing figure almost floated out from the pantry.
“Hey, watch yourself big hands, you almost crushed me!” Shrieked a shrill and small voice. The figure looked up at the tall woman with a sly smile. “What, never seen a fairy before?”
“F-fairy?”
“Thaaaats what I said yeah… you big ones are always a bit slow on the uptake aren’t ya? No matter… what were you looking for anyway bighands?”
“My N-names Amanda, and I was… I’m loosing my mind aren’t I, I’m talking to a pixie that fell out of my food pantry…”
“PIXIE! Well, now you have just gone and made me mad miss Amanda bighands.”
“I… I’m sorry, you just…. I just needed to find my can of evaporated milk…”
“Well how about this, I’ll make sure you never run out of milk again, and you can just evaporate it yourself!” The spiteful fairy hummed and grew bright for a moment before a cloud of sparkly dust shot straight into Amanda face. The fairy flew in close to the coughing girl who tried to swat her away as she gagged. “Next time, learn some manners instead of trying to crush and insult everything!”
Amanda was left dumbfounded and gasping as the fairy disappeared as suddenly as it had emerged. Her disappearance wasn’t what concerned her though, the tingling in her chest and the static charge that left her hair on end was what worried her. As she caught her breath she started to feel the tingle in her chest grow into a burning heat, it encompassed her breasts and a region just below them and she could only watch in dismay and shock at what was to come.
The area below her chest started to swell, started to grow large and round and, she paused, was that… did she have… She gingerly touched what for all intents and purposes seemed to be a second set of breasts. They felt like breasts, they felt just like her top breasts, hot and full. All four of her breasts gre larger and larger by the moment, and her shirt strained to contain them, strained to keep them concealed, struggle to stay dry as her breasts started to let down a small but steady drip of milk. The more time passed the stronger the flow, the more intense the pressure, the larger they grew… they also looked kind of pink beneath her shirt for that matter.
Amanda stripped her milk sodden clothes off and saw her four heavy, pinkish, milk leaking breasts under the light of the kitchen for the first time. The pressure was so much, she groaned and had to lean back on the counter, she couldn’t decide if it felt good or terrifying, but what she did know was that she felt so full of milk she couldn’t think straight.
Maybe it was the milk making it hard to think, or maybe it was just the pressure building to each side of her head, her skull felt like it was about to burst and she couldn’t stand another moment of the intense building. Eventually a quick and sharp pain brought relief and the pressure subsided, but as she moved she felt an unusual weight and she poked herself hard as she tried to find out what was happening. Her hands fumbled around something pointy and hard that seemed to be quite attached to her skull. It took Amanda a moment before she realized that poking out from her brown hair was a bovine set of horns.
She wanted to run, to flee from the kitchen, abandoning her plans to make pie and hopefully finding out this was all a dream or that the fairy was still here and willing to undo this. She took a step forward and nearly fell as her toes cracked and twisted before becoming hard and stiff. The flesh darkened and merged together and she had to quickly kick off her heels before the dark swollen lumps that were her toes ripped through the poor footwear. Amanda’s eyes went wide as she lightly clopped across the floor on shaky legs and, she closed her eyes and tried to convince herself they were real, that she didn’t have hooves.
As she breathed heavily, milk dripping down her chest, hooves loud on the wooden floor, she started to notice an odd sensation. Her skin itched and tingled like it had fallen asleep, and as she opened her eyes she witnessed small white hairs beginning to grow in all over her body. Amanda groaned again, this time in a more bovine below than she intended, as her back arched and her spine clicked and cracked. Her eyes blurred and she saw stars for a moment as new vertebrae formed and pulled her spine. It didn’t take long until a long hairless shape of flesh hung behind her, and it flicked to life as it too began to be covered by the white fur.
She held her tail in her hand, it felt soft and warm and she couldn’t help but to enjoy touching it. Her nose began to itch and her nostrils flared as her lips and teeth became a bit numb. She felt her face push outwards slightly as her nose thickened and turned a shade of pink. It wasn’t but a few moments until she had a near muzzle and the tingle moved to her ears. She felt them grow in size swiftly, rapidly reaching a elongated shape that hung below her horns to each side. The last thing to change was a gradual darkening of her fur in certain areas until a cow like pattern of spots and blotches left her looking ever more like she belonged in a dairy.
Amanda nearly passed out when she caught her reflection in the metal side of her toaster, she looked more cow than girl at this point. She squeezed one of her quartets of breasts and watched it spray milk into her sink liberally. She sighed after milking herself for a few minutes and grabbed a kettle from a cabinet and turned on her stove, wondering how long it would take to make some homemade evaporated milk.
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My entry into the Photomanip Discord’s Magic Challenge
Maybe it was cliched, but October had always been her favorite time of the year. The cool weather and colorful leaves made for a beautiful season, and nobody paid mind to her dressing up like a witch all month. They just assumed she was a Halloween enthusiast, and while that wasn’t untrue, the steeple hat was as much a nod to her alewife ancestors as a not so subtle hint at her current profession. Her business was that of witchcraft, specifically brewing potions and tonics for various mundane and mystical uses.
Today she was enjoying a rather windy October first, glad to have the heat of stuffy late September blown out of her house and some fresh air in the old cottage. The smell of crisp morning air mixed with that of dried herbs and… milk? She stopped for a moment before recalling the business at hand, today she needed to brew up a potion that would help a local farmer’s dairy remain operational. This year had been a tough one, and if his cows didn’t stop under producing her might be forced to sell the farm. He had been a family friend for years and she still fondly remembered picking pumpkins out of his garden at Halloween as a kid. She smiled wistfully as she collected the ingredients she needed on to her table and started to measure of how much she needed of what.
As she separated and mixed the contents a strong gust of wind whipped through the cottage. A small opened pouch of a powder was blown into her face and she launched into a sneezing fit. Her sneezes were so violent she accidentally overturned the half completed potion she had been at work on and it’s contents splashed over her chest.
Her breasts tingled and her back hurt immediately, her eyes went wide when she realized that potion was less inert at this stage than she had imagined. The potion was clearing having some sort of effect on her and she could give a few guesses at what was going to happen. There was a sharp pinching feeling below her breasts followed by a dull ache and some pressure, she reached down and even through her clothing she could feel… was that a nipple? She felt the other side and there was a second one, slowly she lifted her shirt and groaned loudly at the sight of all four of her breasts. As soon as the fabric was lifted her breasts almost sensed the room to grow and started to swell, she tried in vain to hold them still, to push them back, but her hands rapidly filled with soft boob flesh.
As she struggled to contain her expanding bosom she didn’t notice that her nose had stayed pink from her sneezing, and the color had spread until the entire front of her nose was a rosy color. It also looked wider, thicker, from the bridge to the tip it was taking on a rather broad shape. Her ears had begun to have pins and needles, a numb feeling like they had fallen asleep and if she hadn’t been so concerned by the increasingly large and heavy breasts in her hands and arms, she might have noticed how large her ears were. They had become round and large, a light layer of fuzzy hair, fur really, had grown over them and was the same color as hers.
Her back still ached like she had slept on the ground, and the only thing that stopped her fretting over her huge breasts and there decidedly teat like nipples was the cracking and popping as her spine suddenly lengthened. She grit her teeth and saw stars, not so much in pain as just blindsided by the intense sensation. She leaned against the table to balance herself as new vertebrae formed and a long thick tail grew out from above her ass which had also grown a bit thicker and more plump. As she slowly began to process her surroundings once more she noticed the long swaying tail. It was as thick as her wrist and she could feel the weight of it as it moved. She ran her hand down the length and shivered as she felt her hand caress the new part of her for the first time. Soft skin, soft fur, a tuft of black fur at the end… she stopped touching it when she heard the sound of something dripping onto the table. It was the splatter of milk… she looked down at her chest and saw that she had indeed achieved a rather potent amount of milk production, just not for a cow. Her breasts felt almost painfully full, heavy and hot as they still swelled with milk. She tugged and pull at her many nipples trying to milk herself faster than she produced the cream, trying to do anything to stop the pressure.. at least from getting worse. Currently it actually felt a bit nicer than she was ready to admit. Tugging her four teats and spraying fine jets of milk into a nearby bucket made her face red and her loins ache.
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Doing some more work with the wonderful http://kariwerners.deviantart.com/
There is just something irresistible about a cool blue pool in the heat of a summer day. Kari could just stay here forever, even when her bikini started to feel tight she didn’t want to leave. She should have known something was wrong, it felt like something was trying to poke out of the backside of her bottom and her breasts barely fit in the top that was the right size only an hour ago. The water was so nice though… she really didn’t want to get out… When her ears started to itch and a painful jab at her temples took her off guard she sighed and began to climb out of the pool. As she climbed out she caught sight of a long wet tail poking through a hole in her bikini, the sight of it surprised her enough that she lost her grip on the wet pool ladder and fell forward onto a massive pair of breasts… her breasts.
It’s been a few weeks now, Kari bought a new bikini that mostly contained her new… features, and she is still chilling in the pool, thankfully it hadn’t changed her any further, but when it was this hot outside… it was worth the risk.
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She looked down in confusion, her breasts looked a bit flush. They were rosy almost, and she could swear they looked a bit bigger. She frowned as she gave them a little squeeze, they felt hot, not painful, just… very warm, and they almost pressed back against her hand, they were definitely getting bigger and pinker as she held them.
To make matters worse she had a sudden and severe headache that caused her eyes to cross and her to loose balance for a moment, she leaned against the wall and rubbed her eyes until the pain and pressure at her temples lessened and she was able to see straight again, or at least she thought she could see straight. If she was seeing correctly again then that mean that what she saw was real.
A long tail, covered in light red fur and ending in a fluffy tip swung forward as she moved, she could feel her lingerie rubbing against it, could feel the muscle moving without her intention, but she knew that she could direct it if she focused on it. She… did she really have a tail?
She felt it’s soft length and had a light shiver ran up her spine, it was sensitive and it felt a little too good to caress it. She ran her hand through her hair nervously and felt something unusual and hard jutting out from her head. She felt the horns length and took a moment to realize what was in her hand, she had horns and tail, what the hell was going on!?
She ran down the hall toward the bathroom until she caught her reflection in the window on the way. She… she looked like she was half girl half animal, cow to be specific. She looked at her reflection in shock, then down at her body, it looked… pudgier than she remembered, her breasts were bigger, hips wider, she had quite the muffintop going on now. To make matters worse she had a variety of cowlike features and no idea how or why this had happened. All she knew was that she felt like she would be more comfortable outside in a field than inside the closed walls of her apartment. Maybe she would take a ride out to the country while she tried to figure out what was going on.
Maybe she would decide to stay?
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Make sure that you aren’t out of milk when you go to make cereal in the morning. If you end up wishing you had some, you might just get your wish… At least she will have cream for her coffee too…
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Moooving Day
Gail sat down the cardboard box and sighed, she was a bit tired of carrying things from the car into the new apartment, especially after what had happened moments prior. She had been dragging the heavy things out of the car, eager to finish unpacking, and she hadn’t noticed the person walking down the sidewalk behind her. If she had seen them she would have tried not to bump into them, but with her attention focused in on the heavy box in her hands she had quite firmly bumped into them. The box had been dropped, and she was pretty sure something broke, the person was knocked on to the sidewalk and groaned out a harsh curse or two before climbing to their feet and glaring at her. She had tried to explain that she was moving, and that it was a simple accident, but they muttered something along the lines of ‘moving? More like mooing you dumb cow.’ Gail may have exchanged a few choice words back at them, and the whole event had made her tiring day only that much more so.
Now that everything was inside she decided to take a long bath, not yet prepared to dig through all the stacked boxes. She moved into the bathroom from the front room and stripped out of her slightly dust covered clothes. She looked her naked body over in the mirror, her mid length red hair didn’t cover her small pert breasts. She didn’t bother to wish that they would grow larger, it had been years since she had gone up a cup sizes, and much like her boxy hips and modest ass, she wasn’t boasting any curves to speak of.
The water filled the tub slowly and she looked at herself in the mirror again. Her nose looked a bit red from all the dust, and she gently rubbed it. It didn’t feel stuffed up as much as sore and maybe a little swollen. The tub was nearly as filled as she needed and she stopped fretting over her tired countenance.
The hot water burned away some of her tension, and she began to relax for the first time that day. She was usually more of the shower type, but with the large clawfoot tub of her new apartment, she was happy to enjoy a nice relaxing bath. As Gail began to feel her muscles relax there started to grow an odd sensation. She felt like she was melting, like her entire body was soft and pliable. She had closed her eyes and sunk further into the water now, unaware of what was happening. Her body had started to swell, slowly at first, too slow to notice. She was blissfully unaware that her thighs were swelling larger, and that her breasts had grown beyond their usual trim size into a pair of reasonably cuppable tits. The water felt good, it was so hot it felt like she was just melting. Her body was growing larger as she relaxed, plumping as gained weight, but in rather fertile proportions. Her hips widened as her thighs grew, and it was not long before her ass was filling a far larger portion of the tub and her breasts began to weight heavily on her chest. She moved her hand to rub her nose and paused for a confused moment as she brushed past a rather oversized and sensitive nipple.
Gail adjusted her position, her lower back was stiff and the hot water while pleasant wasn’t making it any better, in fact, it felt like she was pinching something, and her eyes snapped open as she felt something shift under her. Her hand dip below the water and Gail grabbed a hold of something, it felt smooth on one part and.. was that hair? Suddenly confused and a fair bit concerned about what she was touching she went to stand up. Gail wasn’t prepared, her body was so heavy and tired. As she slowly stood up she began to notice how large she was. Gone was the slim curve-less girl from earlier, replaced with a voluptuously thick body. Her thighs and ass were immense, and her oversized breasts far too big for her to wrap her head around. She rubbed her hands over the soft hot flesh, wet from her bath and more pleasant to the touch than she had expected. She had to stifle a moan, and it wasn’t until that wet hairy shape slapped against her leg that she remembered why she had stood in the first place. She looked down and saw a tail. Even in it’s drenched state it was unmistakable as anything other than a tail, which appeared to be attached to her. She could even move it with a flick of a muscles she was pretty sure she didn’t have. She didn’t know if it was the heat or the shock, but she felt dizzy, and she moved a hand up to her head while she reached out to the wall for support. Her hand felt her oversized ears, and as she moved it up further she felt the hick horn that had caused her sudden dizziness as the bone pushed out into a distinctly bovine shape.
Gail got out of the tub and dried off in stunned silence, her mind wasn’t the only thing incapable of wrapping itself around her sudden curves, her towel didn’t manage to nearly cover her huge ass. Gail stood in front of the mirror, posing, looking at her big floppy ears, square pink nose, horns, and tail. Even without the curves, her changes were drastically enough that she doubted her wakefulness on more than one occasion, but the feeling of her swaying tail, of her huge breasts, it was all surreal, but she was pretty sure this was actually happening…
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The old wooden door creaked open and the dark haired girl froze as she made eye contact. Her lightly muzzled face turned a shade of pink almost as dark as her breasts and she struggled to decide weather to hide her obviously bovine features or to conceal her large hanging breasts. Neither was a possibility and her embarrassment turned to a rage, she charged the door like a bull and for a moment you thought she was going for you with the four inch horns that protruded from the sides of her head, but in a moment she was pushing you back and slamming the door shut behind you, all the while swearing at you for not knocking. The door trembled and dust swirled around the old cabin for a moment, you tried to muster a weak apology before she cut you off from the other side of the door
She started with a deep sigh “There’s no hiding it now I guess, might as well show yooooouuu.” She went silent at her cowlike.
You watched blankly as she opened the door and entered the room. Her tight blue sweater clung to her massive breasts and hefty teat like nipple, she wasn’t wearing a bra and there size left nothing to the imagination. Her brown skirt was lifted up in the back by a long fur tipped tail that swayed hypnotically behind her, it almost had a mind of it’s own with how it bobbed and waved. A stark contrast to her look of exasperation. Despite her wide set nose and long bridge her face maintained the same qualities you had always found so endearing. She brushed her long dark hair behind her cow-like ears, oblong shapes that stuck out from the side of her head just below her horns. They looked… cute if you were going to be honest, sexy even. It was strange, she looked so different but somehow the same.
“Eyes up here.” She said curtly, drawing your attention away from her, a pun came to mind that you didn’t dare say aloud for fear of being gored for real this time.
udders.
“What a day.” She breathed the words out and seemed to relax a bit. “I was a bit worried yoooou were gonna freak out when yoooou saw…” She slowly looked herself over. “This.”
The wind howled through a small hole in the wall and you couldn’t help but to shiver, next time you were going to find a nicer cabin to rent when you went camping.
The dark haired cowgirl didn’t seemed bothered by the chill. “Whoooo did you rent this place from again?”
You thought for a moment before remembering the name of the person you found online who had listed the cabin. It had been unusually cheap to rent out considering how scenic the local, but you were starting to get and idea of why it had been such a bargain.
“Well, whooooever it was, it looks like they were into some occult stuff, I found all sorts of strange things in the back rooooom, that’s where I, where I f-found the milk.” her face went red again. “I don’t know why I drank the damn thing, whooooo knows how long it had been sitting on the counter there but it, it smelled so goooooood and…” She looked away. “It tasted so wonderful, I had drank half the bottle before I noticed anything happening. I-I don’t know what woooould have happened if I had drank the whole thing.” Her tail wrapped around her leg as if comforting her against the thought of having tuned all the way into a cow.
“At first it was just a warm tingly feeling, like being wrapped in a blanket fresh out of a dryer, but then it got sooooo hot, and I felt like there was this pressure inside me. Then the clasp on my bra snapped and it was like waking up from a trance, my breasts were.. big.” She folded her arms under her breasts and it only served to show off just how large they had become. Each was easily the size of her head and her nipples were so thick they couldn’t be hidden by the fabric at all. “It all happened so fast after that, my head was pounding and my jaw and nose ached, I saw stars for a moment and nearly collapsed when my back started to crack and pop. It was a good thing I had that table to lean against, I nearly blacked out for a moment, but as sudden as it had happened it was done. I felt like I had ran a marathon, I was dizzy and…” She sighed again “I have a tail, and horns… LIKE A COW…this is sooooo ridiculous.”
You told her you thought it was sexy and she glared at you for a moment before sighing again. “Yeah I guess. It does look kinda cute.”
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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.
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Calling this hay fever would be a bit of an understatement. It had started with a sniffle, a small irritation of the sinus. She didn’t think anything of it at first, but she hadn’t got far through the field before she was sneezing repeatedly and her clothes felt so itchy. She just wanted to take the shortcut home, cut through the field with the no trespassing sign and cut a half hour of her trip.
She didn’t even make it half way before she was tearing off her own clothes. Her ears itched, her stomach felt bloated, her spine cracked and popped. She fell to her knees, sneezing again as her ears grew outward, and a tail began to form behind her.
There was a reason for the no trespassing signs, the field was testing a experimental pesticide for a shady corporation called Warlock Industries, and it looks like some people were bound to have an… adverse reaction…
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She bit her lower lip as she felt her pants get tighter, the waistband now firmly digging in. The tighter it got the better it felt, because she knew. She knew that it was only getting tighter because she was getting bigger. Her thighs, her hips, her ass, she could actually feel them swelling, she could feel how thick and wide they were growing.
As much as she hated having to do it she had to unbutton her pants, everything was getting so tight she was afraid she might not be able to get out of her pants at this point. She sucked in ass best as she could and tried to get the button undone to no avail. It was stuck and there was no way to relieve the pressure.
She panted heavily as her body continued to grow larger, it was so tight, she was so big. Her ass must be the largest she had ever seen, but it wasn’t done growing yet, her massive thighs continued to fill and stretch her pants, the fabric reaching it’s limit as her hips widen further. She only just managed to avoid the button of her jeans hitting her in the face as it rocketed off of her pants, the tremendous pressure haven been too great to contain her any longer. As it flew off she felt some of her huge frame spill out over the edge of her pants, trying to escape the tight confines of her soon to be ruined pants.
She groaned in happily as she heard the first tear, her poor pants loosing the fight against her growing backside. It started with only a small tear, and then another, and another, her ever expanding body was ripping through her pants and it wasn’t long before the jeans were a tattered pile beneath her. She looked down and saw the her underwear which was still biting at her was more like a thong or g-string at this point, there was no hope of removing it and she eagerly awaited as… yes it to ripped in half and she couldn’t help but moan as her naked lower body was free.
“T-that was… amazing… I need… I need MooooOoOooree!” She didn’t even notice how her moans were starting to resemble Moos, she was too caught up in the wonderful feeling of her growing body. She shifted on the loveseat sticking her ass out and looking behind her. It was… it was massive, how could it even be real. She rubbed her huge thigh and gave her ass a firm slap, watching as it wobbled from it. Rational thought should have told her to panic, to be upset even, but this was… this felt so great she was hoping it wasn’t over.
She suddenly felt a stirring in her breasts, a deep aching pressure starting to build within them. It felt like she was getting filled, filled with such a great warmth, filled with so much. Too much, her breasts felt so full, she couldn’t possibly contain this pressure, even her nipples felt it. Eventually the inner pressure lessened, only to replaced with another, the feeling of her bra being too small. She realized that her breasts were growing bigger and she groaned in delight, there was nothing she wanted more. The underwire of the bra was digging in, and the straps were chaffing her shoulders, she could actually see how hard her nipples were through the thickly padded bra. No amount of padding would stop her growth though, her breasts seemed intent on growing to immense proportions just like her ass. She was starting to feel a little dizzy, her shirt and bra were so tight, it was getting a little hard to breath. She could feel the hook in the back of the bra bending out of place, finally letting go and falling away as her bra gave up and let her huge breasts spill forth. She let out a ragged Moo and pulled the bra out from it’s snug home beneath her too tight shirt.
She felt something long and thin slapping at her thigh and nearly stopped for a moment, but as her turgid nipples dragged across the tight fabric of her stretched shirt she couldn’t bare to spare the attention. Her tits were so heavy that she had to rest the against the loveseat for a moment, but she didn’t have the time to. Her chest heaved, swelling forward even faster, her shirt began to falter, as hole tearing in the front and creating a window into her deep canyon of cleavage just before the whole shirt ripped clean in half.
She cried out in joy as her massive tits ballooned outward, finally free and unrestrained by a shirt or bra. Even her nipples were huge, easily bigger than her thumb already. She tugged on one as she grabbed the other breasts and felt just how heavy it was. How was she even going to walk around with these, they were going to pin her to the ground they were just… they felt… they were amazing. She wanted them… to get even bigger. She started to massage them and pull at her thick nipples, trying to encourage a little more growth before they slowed down and finally stopped growing. Her stimulation did the trick and she didn’t noticed her ears changing shape as another few cup sizes were skipped over by her breasts. They must have been bigger than her head, and they felt so soft and heavy. There wasn’t a movement she could make that didn’t make them bounce or jiggle, and every time they did pleasure rippled through her body and she had to resist the urge to tend to that ache in her nipples, the desire to tease and pull them. Well… she didn’t have to resist did she?
She kept pulling and tugging, teasing them like them were… like the teats of a cow, like she wanted to milk them.
Milk…
The very thought of it made a new pressure blossom within her and her breasts swelled even larger as they began to fill. Her nose thickened as she brought a tit to her mouth and stuck the plump teat deep inside, greedily sucking in hopes that she would be rewarded. She pulled hard on her sensitive teats, it nearly hurt but it also felt so good that she couldn’t help but to pull them harder, hard enough that the grew another inch longer, and were left even thicker. These weren’t just nipples anymore, these were teats that belong on an udder, udders like her tits. She felt the warmth still growing, it was so hot, so full, she just needed.. needed it to come out, she needed.
Her mind went blank for a moment at the feeling of the twin arcs of milk jettisoning from her nipples, one across the loveseat the other into her waiting mouth. Suddenly she was gulping down mouthful after mouthful of her own cream, her own sweet milk. She softly mooed through her milk filled mouth, her own tit threatening to smother her if she wasn’t careful. She couldn’t move, she couldn’t stop, nothing could ever feel this good, and she didn’t want to ever take that huge nipples from her mouth again. There was no way to guess how much of the milk she had drank, but the loveseat was soaked, stained with a heavy bath of her own milk, the smell of fresh cream flooded her large nostrils and she breathed in deeply as she gulped down more and more…
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Alanna’s grandmother had raised her since she was a child, and as much as she loved her dear old granny, she left to live in the city when she turned eighteen. Her granny was determined to get her to take over the family business when she died and move back to the farm, but had been unsuccessful as of yet. She had one more ploy to convince her, even if it was a little… extreme…
Alanna woke up before the sun had risen, an old habit she had thought she had broken. It was a strange feeling that had stirred her from sleep, a overwhelming sense that it was time. Time for what? She couldn’t think of anything she had to do today, and she hadn’t planned anything at all so… Nope, nothing at all.
Unable to fall back asleep she decided to get up for her day, glaring at the bright sun creeping up over the horizon. She swung her feet over the edge of the bed, leaving them dangling just above the floor.
“Okay, I guess it must be breakfast time. Maybe if I start my day with a big bowl of cereal I’ll feel…” she felt confused ‘what…wait… cereal… MILK, it’s MILKING TIME!’ she nearly jumped out of bed, her feet clacking across her floor harshly and the large udder between her legs sloshing heavily and nearly overbalancing her.
Alanna looked down in terror, it really was milking time, she was a cow from the waist down. She was covered in fur, her feet were now just a pair of stiff shiny hooves, and she had a long fluffy tipped tail just like…
“Just like grannies Norwegian red! She… I…!?!?” Alanna realized it had been her own grandmother that must have cursed her like this, as a last ditch effort to bring her back to the farm. “I knew she was a witch! Always talking about folk tales and making special 'remedies’ to make sure the cows made extra milk.”
The though of extra milk reminded her of her own situation, she was heavily filled with the creamy white liquid, and she knew instinctively that her granny had made sure to make her a very productive cowgirl.
“Fine, you win this time granny… But if I’m taking over this farm it’s gonna be run MY WAY!” She angrily threw on a sundress that hid most of her bovine features and set to figuring out how to operate her car with an expression that dared anyone to make a mad cow joke…
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The Milk Pail Challenge
The milk pail challenge was becoming a thing on social media, a way to raise money and awareness in addition to getting views. Roxy was desperately in need of more traffic, and other than drenching a t-shirt and wasting a gallon of milk this seemed a harmless way to boost her popularity. She even had a gallon of milk from the dairy that had closed down a few days ago. The farmer had been giving them out for free at the local farmer’s market as a sort of farewell gift. Supposedly he was just getting too old to run the farm any more and didn’t have any children to take over the farm, but Roxy had decided against drinking any of the milk even if she had been to polite to refuse it. Who knows why the farm was really shutting down.
Roxy set up her usual equipment for filming a video and made sure she was wearing a shirt and bra that would reveal as much as possible while staying in the site guidelines. She looked at the pile of towels on the floor and hoped that she had enough, a gallon was a lot of milk. She finished setting up her video and started recording a live stream of the milk pail challenge, she didn’t usually do live streams, having made most of her meager following from clever editing as much as content, but she decided to change it up on a whim.
The stream started normally and she made idle chat with the slowly growing handful in the chatroom watching her feed. Eventually it was time for her to stand under the plastic pail she had dumped the milk into and to pull the rope tied around it’s handle to knock off of it’s high perch behind her. The chat had grown a bit larger, a mixture of people who supported the cause and those who were eager to see her in a wet t-shirt. Roxy was the bustiest of girls, a C Cup at most, but she had a cute face, a charming personality, and a way of projecting sexy without looking like she was trying.
Roxy pulled her long black hair out of her face and stuck a pose before the countdown started.
…1
…2
…3
She pulled the rope and the pail of cold milk tipped and spilled, pale white liquid splashed over her body. Roxy let out a shriek at the sudden temperature change, milk dripped from her hair, her shirt was drenched and a fair amount of cleavage was visible in the harsh light of her video setup.
“Oh my god oh my god oh my god, I’m soaked!” Roxy shouted while waving her arms animatedly. She was laughing and shivering at the same time and the chatroom was applauding her milk drenched form. Roxy realized she hadn’t brought any towels to dry off on; they were all on the floor beneath her. She swore under her breath hoping the camera didn’t pick up the audio. She was about to tell the chat she was going to take a short break to clean up when she felt something strange. Her chest didn’t feel cold, it felt hot.
Roxy looked down at her breasts and laughed, trying to seem nonchalant after having called attention to them by staring at them. She tried to distract both herself and her chats from her tits, but the heat intensified. It was burning, not painful, but unrelentingly hot from the inside out. Roxy was panting now and her eyes darted frantically, she needed to shut the video down before-
She never got the chance, her breasts suddenly began to swell and she tumbled backwards in surprise. The chat posted comments of concern and waited on hushed breath until she popped back up in front of the camera, now sporting a rather hefty pair of breasts beneath her shirt. They strained the wet fabric and created a canyon of cleavage. The chat laughed at the gag and their was a few cheers for the obviously fake breasts. Roxy on the other hand was not amused, she was beside herself. Her tits were growing, she could feel them swelling larger by the moment and she tried to squeeze them tight and stop the growth to no avail. The chat watched in confusion as she struggled, only slowly becoming aware that her tits really were growing bigger before their eyes. The chat slowly filled with new watchers who had been messaged by friends and told they couldn’t miss this.
There was no way to miss her tits now, they were huge, easily the size of Roxy’s head, which coincidentally throbbed painfully. She grunted as two hard point poked through receding skin and the curved bony shape of two horns slowly emerged. Roxy turned away from the camera, her swollen tits visible from the side, but her horns hidden at least. She was feeling the strange growths when a twisting popping rush traveled down her spine and she heard a loud rip as a sudden pressure was relieved. Her shorts had struggled to hold a tail that had quickly grown out from her spine and they lost the battle in record time. The chat was treated to a cow’s tail exploding out from her shorts as her ass (which was also rapidly increasing in size) was aimed at them.
The chatroom was on fire, comments posting faster than they were readable and her view count was higher than ever before. Roxy was unaware of this, she was trying to keep balance with the weight of her beach ball sized breasts hanging from her chest. Thankfully her widening hips, large plush ass, and thick tail were helping with her balance a bit. Roxy rubbed her nose and could feel both it and her ears changing as well, the shape no longer felt human, and if she had been able to see her squared pink nose or her floppy oblong ears, she would have known how cow-like she now looked.
Roxy’s clothes had been torn to shreds, her body was still wet and shiny from the milk bath, she was panting and confused. She turned to look back at the camera, the camera that had watched and recorded every second of this. Almost as unexpected as her sudden swelling and transformation into this… cow woman, was the volume of people watching. She had more views than any video she had ever seen, and viral clips of her transformation were bound to already be circulating the web. Roxy was sure to be banned from her sudden and graphic nudity, but she had amassed quite the following of viewers who would pay handsomely to watch the charming cow with the gigantic breasts do whatever she wanted.
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Jessica looked over her clipboard one last time, checking to make sure she had filled out all the check boxes and overly personal info she needed. Hell, they even asked to to take an IQ test earlier, which she was quite pleased to have scored in the high 120’s on. It was going to be worth it though, she had wanted to get a job here for years and now that she had her degree they were bound to hire her. She adjusted her outfit and fixed her long brunette hair as she waited. Eventually a receptionist came around and collected the clipboard and told her to proceed into the other room without even looking at it.
Jessica took a deep breath, feeling her C cup breasts softly heave beneath the tight fabric as she pushed open the door and left the reception area behind. The room was… dark, and she could barely see as the door shut behind her. A single light illuminated a chair in the center of the room and a intercom crackled to life from the other side of the dark space.
-Please sit in the chair miss-
“Hello? Is this the right room, I-”
-Sit in the chair please.- The voice was a bit monotone and she sighed as she made her way through the poorly lit room and sat down.
The chair was cold, and it was even harder to see under the bright light above her, but she tried to keep composure, unsure of what to expect. Maybe this was another test, maybe they were watching her or something, she had heard of some crazy things companies would do to make sure they hired only the best, but this was starting to feel a bit weird. Her thoughts were interrupted by the speaker crackling again.
-Jessica? That is your name right?-
“U-uh yes, my name is Jessica.” The brunette sat up a little straighter and tried to look professional.
-We have a question for you.- The voice paused for a moment and then continued. -Do you really want to work here?-
“Of course I do, I mean why would I-”
-Really though.. looking at your questionnaire and test results, do you really want to work here? You certainly are qualified… but… you answered question 11 saying that you do not enjoy high stress situations. You answered question 26 that you would prefer to live in the country. Maybe a job in the city like this isn’t really for you?-
“N-no, I… I want to work here, really I do.”
The voice didn’t speak for a few minutes and then finally broke the silence. -What if we had a way that you could still work for us, but live outside of town on a ranch owned by one of our subsidiaries? We are in need of more volunteers for our project M.-
Project M? She didn’t really want to go join some experiment or something, but if this was what she needed to get a foot in the door, so be it.
“That sound perfect.”
-Very good Jessica.- Suddenly the lights in the room flicked on and Jessica was nearly blinded by how bright everything was. The chair suddenly recline and straps quickly tied her down, leaving the browned haired girl in a state of panic.
“W-what the hell is going on here!?”
-Do not worry Jessica, you are going to hell us with Project M, you want to help us right?-
She tried to calm down, she knew this was wrong but… she reluctantly agreed with the voice.
“Y-yes.” She gave a timid reply. A man in a hermetically sealed suit white suit entered through the back door carrying a silver canister. He approached a nearby table and sat it down, his back to the poor girl.
“H-hi there, I’m Jessi-”
“Subject 589”
“W-what?”
“Your case number is 589, so your name is subject 589, at least for the purpose of project M. I’m sorry for the secrecy and all of this, but we are in a very crucial time for the company right now. We can’t afford to have any information be leaked to the press or our competitors, so these steps are needed. In time I’m sure you will see this as a welcome change, I imagine you will feel quite liberated from all of your worries.” He pulled a syringe from the canister and walked over to her, she could see her own horrified expression in his reflective faceplate as her swiftly inject the white fluid into her arm.
“W-what the hell is this, I-I want to work h-her, not be a… an experiment!?”
“Calm down or we will have to give you a sedative. If you are lucky the procedure will work as intended and be temporary, if you do not cooperate we can ensure a more permanent state of compliance.”
She was unable to understand what he was saying, what was happening, she thrashed beneath her bounds and tried to tip the chair over if possible.
The man sighed from within his suit. “I had hoped a woman of your intellect would be more open to the pursuit of science, but you are just as unreasonable as the others.” He turned back to the table and pulled a second syringe from the canister. “I had hoped to avoid this, the others have been unable to provide any information of importance since they were pacified, but you seem quite intent on escape so this is yet another precaution we must take.”
The second syringe was a clear pink color unlike the thick white one, and the moment it entered her veins she felt as if her head was on fire. Every cell in her brain felt like it was working at 150%, working so hard it couldn’t possibly keep up with the strain. Gradually, moment by moment it felt like lights were being shut off, like the burning fire in her mind was slowly being put out.
“There, now you should be a little easier to handle. I do apologize for this, but it is your own fault you see.” He shook his head and left the room, leaving her still tied to the chair staring up at the bright lights.
Her brain hurt, a fuzzy headache that made it difficult to think straight. She wished she was at home right now… or anywhere else but this damn lab. Like, why did they even need such bright lights anyhow. She struggled to move again but she felt weak. This was stupid, those jerks couldn’t do this to her. She tried to see the door but couldn’t turn her head far enough. It was extra hard and stuff because her hair was so long and thick. She tried to get the thick brunette mane out of her eyes. She didn’t even remember it being this long… but it was very pretty, girls looked hotter with long hair anyhow. She sighed and lay still for a moment until a pressure in her head returned harder than before.
“F-fuck, ow ow ow, that hurts! Like, what the hell is going on!?” She yelled at nobody in particular as the sudden headache made her head swim. She closed her eyes and tried to ride it out, imagining that she was somewhere nicer like… like shopping at the mall, or.. or at home with her sexy lover. The pressure stopped and she opened her eyes, if she had been looking in a mirror she would have noticed they seemed a dull brown now. She also would have seen the two small bone like nubs above her temples.
she arched her back suddenly and it cracked and popped like she was visiting the chiro.. the choraproctor, the… back… back doctor. Pop, pop, crack, ech bone and muscles seemed to be uncomfortable where they were and from her neck to the tip of her tail bone, which incidentally felt like it was burning. She squirmed in her chair as she tried to get comfortable, but nothing she did made the seat feel right anymore. It felt like she was siting on something long and hard, and like sitting just didn’t feel right at all. Suddenly the ties holding her down released and she fell from the chair to the ground, landing painfully on her knees and hands. She groaned and tried to stand up, to get out of this horrible place, but… her arms and legs were wrong. She fell forward onto her hands and tried to stand again, but she couldn’t seem to get upright. Every time she got close there was just too much strain on her back and she fell to her hands and feet again. What made it worse was that it felt… better on her hands and feet, like walking on all fours would be more comfortable anyhow.
A long shape dangled just above her ass cheeks, swaying as she walked about the room on all fours. It was capped with a tuft of dirty blonde hair that matched the lightening shade on her head and looked better suited to be on the backside of an animal. She was too distracted by other sensations to notice her newly grown tail though. Her breasts had started to feel heavy, and she didn’t know if it was the angle or if she was imagining it, but she could swear her titties were bigger. “Are my boobs growing? Did they make me grow big boobies or something? Like what the hell kind of doctors are they, why would they want to… to make my..” She lifted a hand and cupped one of her breasts, unable to resist touching it. It felt… good, like really good, she could feel it actually swelling in her hand. It felt like the more she touched it the bigger her breasts were getting, and the heavier and tighter they felt. She wished there was a way to relive the pressure building in them, they were already easily F cups, maybe even in the G or H range now, and she just wanted to stop the feeling they were being filled with something. Her hand felt… wet.
She looked down at her hand and was surprised to find it coated in a thin creamy layer of what looked and smelled like… milk? She looked at her breasts and watched as droplets of alabaster fell from her long nipples to the cold floor below. She was, full of milk? Like, was she preggers or something? She was confused for a moment as she tugged at a nipples and was rewarded by a thin jet of white spraying out. That felt good, like, really good. She tugged at her teats again, only stopping to brush the blonde locks of thick hair from her eyes, she didn’t want to miss a moment of this. She sat on her knees and milked her growing breasts. As fast as she pulled at her three inch teats more milk seemed to replace whatever she expelled. She was caught in a loop of pleasure, unable to stop or the pressure would build again. She didn’t last long though, a similar pressure began to build just above her crotch, and while she ignored it at first the sight of something pink caught her interest.
She watched it in awe, her skin was softly growing into a round shape that softly sagged, it was a fleshy pink color that looked cute with her light blond hair, but it didn’t look like something that belong on a girl. It… it looked like a cow, a cow’s udder. She felt it gently and confirmed four stiff nubs of flesh, the start of teats. It really was an udder, she… she had an udder!?
On one level she felt like this was something to be concerned about, but most of her thoughts centered on milking it as soon as possible. If milking those huge milk filled soccer balls hanging from her chest had been fun, milking an udder must be like, ten times as fun. She started to rub it softly and was happy to see it begin to grown even faster. She started to groan from the pleasure of it’s growth.
“This is like.. Mmmmm so good.” She brushed her platinum blonde hair behind her long fuzzy ears and moaned deeper as the pressure of milk filling her udder became more apparent. “Mmmmm.. Mmm. Mmmmoo… MooOoOOo!” She bellowed out a bovine cry of pleasure and her eyes rolled back a little as she came from the feeling of her udder filling with milk. For a moment she was a little out of it, a drippy haze of pleasure that made her problems seem like distant things. Eventually her eyes refocused and she was thrilled to see a udder so large it’s teats would nearly touch the ground. She reached down to give her new set of teat a love tug and was disappointed to be just pawing at it. She could seem to open her hand. She looked down, where was her hand anyway, that looked like a hoof. She tried to open her hand again, but.. it really was a hoof. She struggled for a moment and got onto her.. hooves. Her legs seemed to bend a little oddly now, her arms too, while her torso maintained a rather human shape and curved, her arms and legs were beginning to grow fur and were shaped liked those of a dairy cow.
She really did look like a diary cow now that she thought of it, she could feel that her ears were different, it seemed like she had grown a tail, the udder and the hooves. What were those science guys trying to do to her, make her into a human milk machine? That actually sounded kind of hot. She sighed, unable to figure out how to get relief for pussy that was still soaked from earlier and feeling even hotter and needier than before, and there was no way to milk herself now either.
“Like, can someone come in here and help me or something? My udder is SoooOOOooO full.” She tried to get the doctor’s attention.
Behind a one way wall a two men and a woman were looking over some charts and a monitor. “Hmm, this certainly is progress.”
“yes, she did far better than the others.”
“I’m honestly surprised, i didn’t think the changes would affect much, but the serum seems to be nearly stable now, a little work and we can get it to achieved the desired results without the loss of mobility.”
“It is a shame that she didn’t cooperate though, her work in college had been top notch.”
“Yes, she would have been such a valuable contribution to project M, being able to account for all the changes in a scientific manner, but alas, we are going to have to move her to the barns with the other cows.”
“I’m sure she will be happy enough there, just look at her, I’ve never seen someone enjoy getting milked so much. She is much more attractive as a blond now anyhow.”
The woman scowled at him. “She looks like a damn cow you pervert. I mean, I can get it if you like that big tittied blonde look after we lowered her IQ that much, but really, an udder?”
He didn’t look phased. “Hey, I don’t judge you for what happened when we tried out the equine formula on those male subjects.”
“We agreed never to talk about that again… but point taken. I guess subject 589 is rather attractive in her own way… for a cow.”
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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.
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