#cow transformation
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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With a deep yawn she stirred awake, red locks tumbling across her face. She sat up and stretched forward, her large breasts creating a deep canyon of cleavage. She hadn’t meant to fall asleep in the field, but after that strange headache she had got so sleepy. She ran her hand through her hair, brushing past her large floppy ears and stopping at her short horns.
Nothing seemed unusual and her headache was gone now, it seemed like the nap did her good. She got her hooves onto the ground and stood up, a long fur tipped tail draped down over the top of her jeans. She started walking to the edge of the field, but kept having this strange feeling like something was different… She felt like she was forgetting something, like she needed to remember… As hard as she tried she couldn’t think of what important thing she had forgot. She walked past her torn pair of sneakers, her now discarded and snapped bra, and the broken sign at the fence edging the field.
She stopped for a moment and looked at the sign, it was hard to make out what it said but it looked like ‘Trespassers will be tra__f__med’ what ever that meant.
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My half of a art trade with http://bobbyj251.deviantart.com/
They look ready for the beach or the farm…
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Amy sighed and sat down “Look, you don’t wanna mess with that, It’s abit trickier of magic than we are ready to deal with..”
She shot Amy a skeptical look “Yeah?”
“Alright, it’s a wand that grants fantasies. It starts with giving you something you want, and then slowly changes it until it’s not really what you wanted.”
“Can’t you just magic whatever it does away again?” April asked skeptically
“I-I… It makes it hard..” Amy shifted her legs awkwardly and grabbed a pillow concealing a growing bulge in her pants before her friend noticed “It makes it so you don’t want to change back even though you know you should.”
“Uh huh.. Well maybe you just didn’t want to change back?” she playful taunted Amy.
Amy looked annoyed and flustered “Fine April, don’t believe me. Play with it all weekend if you want.”
“Jeez, calm down Amy, I’m just joking, no need to get in a huff…”
Amy couldn’t stay mad at April long, and soon they were back to joking and having a good time. Eventually it was time for Amy to leave and she gave April a kiss and grabbed her bags.
“I know you won’t believe me, so I’m just gonna say good luck. Hopefully you don’t have any super weird fetishes…” Amy chuckled nervously as she hugged April goodbye.
“Your such a worry wart Ames, I’m not gonna play with it… much.”
“Alright, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Amy smiled at April and walked out the door as April closed it. “That girl doesn’t know what shes in for…” She thought to herself, knowing that the wands magic prevented her from stopping April from using it.
It had been a little over an hour since her girlfriend had left, and April was already bored. Bored and curious, curious about the antique wand. It wasn’t the first legit magic trinket the Amy had brought home from work, but it sounded a bit more serious than the others, a bit more… fun. April sat on the couch staring at the wand as it sat on the counter looking innocent and mundane. She scoffed to herself “Amy is just screwing with me, it’s probably not even real.”
April got up and walked over to the wand, grabbing it and giving it a flourish and flick like wizards do in the movies. There was a flash of light and she felt like the wind had been knocked out of her as she stumbled back onto the couch. The magical energies enveloped her and she felt as if the magic was in her head… searching for.. something. Suddenly she started to think about all manner of fetishes and fantasies she had ever imagined, every dirty little idea that had ever crossed her mind. Eventually her thoughts stopped racing and she was left thinking about her tits. Thinking about how great it would be if they started to grow.
She was a little nervous now, the wand was real, and she could already feel her breasts start to get hotter. They were so warm, so hot and soft, so… so big! She could feel them begin to strain the fabric of her shirt, and as much as she knew she should take it off, the thought of her tits growing until the burst out of it was too enticing. With every breath they felt heavier and larger, the shirt tightened painfully and she was starting to have difficulty breathing from the compression. She watched eagerly as her shirt began to falter, the fabric giving up in its fight to contain her tits, and eventually ripping down the front and providing much needed relief.
She breathed deeply, her huge breasts heaving with her chest. They were huge, larger than any breasts she had ever seen in person, and rivaling many she had seen only in artwork. This was.. this was awesome, she had actually got to experience breast expansion, a fantasy she had had for a long time… long… For some reason the word long felt important. Something was supposed to be long wasn’t it? She cupped her breasts as she tried to think of what was so important. What was supposed to be long? She kneaded her tits, smooshing them into each other and tugging on one of her nipples. Her nipples!? They hadn’t grown at all. Her breasts were huge now, but she still had her normal sized nipples.
The more she thought about them, the more she realized she wanted them to grow too. It wasn’t long before the magical feeling of her tits swelling returned, but this time it was centered in her nipples. She could barely contain herself as they too started to swelling, crowing from the size of pencil erasers to the size of cherries, then to the size of her thumb, then larger still. Her nipples grew thicker and longer without stop, quickly passing what would be considered normal and entering the realm of fetish porn she had seen online.
Within just a few minuets she had gone from an ordinary C cup to breasts that she couldn’t even guess the size of, complete with teat like nipples. Teats… Teats like those on a cow…
She panicked as thoughts of her breasts filling with milk started to enter her head. The magic didn’t wait to convince her this time and she immediately felt her breasts swell with milk. Creamy white droplets started to drip from her large nipples as the pressure in her breasts became intense. They were so hot and full, she could almost here the milk sloshing around. She had to do something, she had to.. to milk herself. She ran to the bathroom and knelled over the tub, squeezing her tits together and pulling on her teats. Streams of milk sprayed out from them, and she had to bite her lip to not scream out in joy at the feeling of milking herself. Why did it feel so good!? She wasn’t some cow meant for milking…
April started to fixate on the idea of begin a cow and she barely managed to start toward the kitchen before more changes started. A tail quickly poke out above the band of her shorts, and she nearly slipped in a puddle of her own milk as her feet changed into clumsy hooves. Her nails became dark, then grew larger and larger until they started to take over her foot, merging together into a black mass then a fully formed hoof. Her lower legs changed shape slightly to accommodate her new hooves and she lumbered toward the wand she had left on the counter. At least she still had hands, maybe she could use the wand to stop this.
Why did she want to stop it though, and why did she want to have hands anymore?
The wand clattered to the ground, rolling away from her until it hit the wall. April blinked in confusion and walked over to pick it up, her steps heavy and unsure as her newly formed hooves clacked loudly on the wood. As she leaned down to pick it up she found that her hand refused to move. Her fingers were still, and rapidly become darker as they joined together into another set of hooves. She desperately tried to pick up the wand, but her clumsy hoof hands just knocked it away again. Feeling quite defeated she sank to the ground and crossed her arms under her heavy milk filled breasts, breasts she could no longer bring relief to. Fat droplets of milk dripped from her thick teat like nipples once more, and she let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a moo. The pressure was so intense, it was terrible and wonderful at the same time, and unless she figured out some way to milk herself without hands she was going to get to “enjoy” it all weekend.
At least the magic seems to have stopped she though as she looked at the clock and sighed, it was only 8pm Friday evening, her friend wouldn’t be back until Monday morning. There was no way she could last 60 hours without milking herself, if only her friend was here. If Amy was still here she could give her her hands back, or better yet, she could milk her. She imagined herself on four hooves, getting milked by Amy like a farm animal. No… she wanted to turn back, not to stay like this, certainly not to be stuck with hooves for hands. Stuck, stuck on all fours like an animal. She tried to banish the strange fantasies from her head as she got up, but something was wrong. She hadn’t stood up at all, she was actually walking around on all four hooves, and it felt natural. Her arms seemed a little longer than they used to, somewhere in between arms and legs. This was too much, she had to stand up and stop thinking about being stuck on the ground like this. Her tail flicked to the side angrily as she tried to force herself to a standing position. Her legs wobbled and she fell forward onto her hooves heavily, there was no way for her to stand now, the magic had been effected by her perverted fantasy once again.
April slowly walked to the livingroom, her four hooves loudly clopping as she stepped, and her heavy breasts hanging from her chest leaving a trail of milk droplets. It took her a few minuets to figure out how to turn the TV on by using the remote with her mouth, and it was a bit awkward to climb into the couch. Eventually she was sitting comfortably watching reruns of a show she liked, trying to ignore how full of milk her breasts had become. By now the magic had fully dissipated, and gone with it were the thoughts of turning back to normal, of getting rid of her hooves, or her tail, or turning her breasts back to normal. Now she just wanted Amy to get home, to comfort her. She just need her girlfriend to… to milk her, that would feel amazing.
She yawned deeply, her body felt so heavy and tired after all of its changes, and she started to doze off. As she felt asleep she thought to herself, this isn’t so bad, as long as Amy milked her regularly she might actually enjoy being her pet cowgirl.
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.
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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…
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Doing some practice drawing again, so here’s a recently transformed Cowgirl who is in need of a good long milking.
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“Do you like? I was just going to get a few cup sizes bigger originally, but I’d seen the advertisements for the animal stuff… And you know how much I’ve always loved cows! Yeah I know it’s a bit of a change… But having a tail is really fun, I’ve always wanted one too. The Horns? Yeah that’s why I don’t have a shirt on, still getting used to not ripping them in half. Bra? Oh why am I not wearing a bra, well… my nipples are really sensitive now, my bra was rubbing them a lot and it was really distracting. Oh you don’t even know, once I start touching them I can’t really control myself. You can touch them if you want, I know I do often enough, how can you resist touching such a huge pair of tits. Just don’t massage them too much, I’m a little embarrassed to say but… but mixing the bigger tits with the cow stuff… kinda… made me start lactating. Well not a lot, yet… They said I’m probably gonna make quite a bit, and every time I milk myself I start Mooing. It’s not cute… well I mean it is a little, I kinda like being part dairy cow and getting milked. Taste? I-I..I haven’t… tried it.. I mean… Do you think we… we should try it? Okay.. uhm, you go get a glass from the kitchen and I’ll get ready..”
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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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Another morph of the ever beautiful kariwerners
Kari leaned down as she noticed something sparkling in the bottom of the box. She sat down her stack of files she had been organizing and reached into the old box and pulled out a ring. Heavy, golden, far too large for a finger, maybe it was just a really thick earring? It did have a little clip on segment… She looked it over, it actually reminded her more of a bulls nose ring than a earring. For some reason she couldn’t explain she unclasped it and fitted it between her nostrils. It hung there, heavily and she laughed at how silly she must look. Then she felt it.
A sharp pain stabbed at her nose and she yelped in surprise as much as pain. Somehow the nose ring had stung her quite painfully, maybe the clasp poked her. She tried to work it loose but was only rewarded with more pain. Kari brushed her dark locks of hair out of her face and walked toward the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. Maybe with it’s help she could see why the ring was so… stuck. She was eager to get it out, her nose was starting to feel swollen. She breathed deeply in annoyance at the unfortunate jewelry only to notice that her shirt felt rather tight against her chest. She hurried her pace as she became aware that her chest felt just as swollen as her nose, and her ears and temples had started to sting lightly.
By the time she reached the bathroom the sides of her head were splitting, her ears felt numb, her nose felt… wrong, and her breasts. She didn’t need a mirror to see that they had grown more than a few cup sizes in such a short time. What she did see in the mirror was enough to leave her speechless. Her nose was thick… wide… pink, it looked… Kari noticed that her ears had taken on a strange shape and stuck far to the sides of her head, as she reached to feel them she poked her hand over something sharp. A hard protrusion coming out of the spot that stung so bad. She brushed her hair away and saw that a… horn was jutting out of her skin.
“W-whats happening!? What did that Noooooose ring dooooo to mooo!?”
It took her a moment to realize that half of her sentence had sounded like the bellowing Moo of a cow. She tried to speak again and once more found that every other word seemed to be a loud Moo. She felt her heart racing beneath her expanding breasts, everything was happening so quick and… why did she feel so… good? She tried to shake the feeling but only ended up jingling the large ring in her nose. Sure it looked silly, but… it actually was kind of cute with the ears and how pink her nose was. She blushed a little as she let out an intentional Moo. It was a small and timid sound and she tried a second time with more gusto.
“MoooOooooO!” The sound almost burst out of her, it was far louder than she had intended and she clamped her hands over her mouth hoping that nobody had heard her.
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