Author’s note: this is a fan work from the manga/anime series of the same name, and as such is likely subject to out-of-character interpretations, plot inconsistencies, or various other discrepancies in the lore of the series proper.
“…and that’s how things stand right now.” Miia crossed her arms underneath her considerable cleavage, sighing all the while.
“Once again, a quite funny quip coming from you of all people, Miia-San.” Miru interjected, pointing out the reality of their new situation.
Miia and the rest of her group had returned from Darling’s room and explained that he had no clue that anything was “off” at all.
“Who could have done such a thing? We were all asleep by midnight at the latest!” Cerea was walking circles around the room in agony, her mind wracked with a mixture of complicated emotions.
“Indeed, to be able to inflict an obstacle like this on thirteen people physically and one person mentally all without alerting any of us must take some truly astounding fortitude!”
Meanwhile, Chizu similarly pranced about like an actual horse should as she pondered the elusiveness of their cowering culprit.
“Well whoever they were has some good taste in aesthetics at least! Just look at how much more nimble and pretty I am now!”Cream was attempting to climb on the walls with her eight spider legs, and letting her under boob hang upside-down in place within the halter top.
“Glad you’re enjoying the fast lane with my body over there. NOT!!! Honey better stop playing games with us right this instant or else I’ll have to make him suffer for it…” Rachnera, while stronger with her new massive and milky minotaur body, still had her own hang-ups to deal with. She knew that the human wasn’t the type of person who expressed sarcasm in such an honest way, he was too pure of heart to betray them like that after all…usually.
“Papi has a great idea! Next time we see Hubby let’s all dogpile on top and squish him with the weight of our new bodies!” Even with a treacherous scenario plopped on the former birdbrain she had paid it little mind, instead preferring to suggest such a saccharine scheme. Not that he wouldn’t make it out alive, a bit of aggressive touchy-feely from his female companions never killed him after all…somehow.
“Erm…that might not be such a good idea…we also have our duties to attend to here at the Black Lily Ranch as well…(Oh god, how am I going to be able to meet my quotas now that I can’t produce milk?...)” Ruto had brought up a valid point; not only were the cows supposed to be on the clock sooner rather than later, doing their regular tasks without fail would prove to be a major cause of a full-blown crisis.
“Cheer up Ruto. You needed to de-stress anyways. Granted, now isn’t exactly peaceful.” Cara had calmed down significantly from earlier and was back to her stoic, solid appearance. What wasn’t solid was the slimy body she now inhabited, but a stable soul meant a stable form…probably.
“Suu will do her best to measure up to your guidelines in the any way she can. Currently this means my friends will have to do your work for you, but it cannot be helped.” The former aqua-fresca knew when the chips weren’t going in her favor, all that could be done at this point was to keep things as normal as possible for the time being.
“Eh? Then where does that leave me? As I’m not a bovine beauty like the rest of my entourage I won’t be able to get rough and rowdy in the fields like the rest of them, sweating like mad under the heat of the blazing sun and getting a hard day’s work in~ ” Mero turned in her time card for yet another debilitating delusion, to the surprise of literally no one.
“Oh, you’ll get rough and rowdy alright. Just because I can’t walk doesn’t mean I can’t write! Check out your new groups for today’s assignments!” Cathyl angrily mooed at the others. After the prior excursion was taken care of, she had gotten to work thinking up the strengths and weaknesses of their new forms and the jobs they could be relocated to.
Group 1 – Crop Tending
Miru Miia Cerea Cara
Group 2 – Dairy Milking
Papi Ruto Lala
Group 3 – Wool Shearing
Chizu Suu Cream
Group 4 – General Housekeeping
Rachnera Mero Cathyl
“Halt! This arrangement of creatures feels highly unorganized, almost as if Fate itself were randomly doling out the dice!” Lala of all folks noted the inconsistencies on the manuscript.
“And what if I did? I’m not redoing that list just to make YOU happy; it was your scythe that made me incapable of doing any strenuous activities, don’t forget. I’m sure your body is more than qualified to do all the work I put into keeping the farm up to code and then some to make up for it. Do I make myself clear?” The calcium marauder bored her eyes deep into the former dullahan’s own enchantingly mystical orbs. The ones above the meister’s colostrum cannons that is.
“…crystal…” Edgy McChuunibyou elicited, eschewing extra expletives entirely.
“Good. NOW GET MOVING!!!” All of those with legs made use of them and made preparations for the chores a-head. It was going to be a VERY long day for certain…
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“Haaah, geeze! As much as I like the heat, even this is a little much for me!”
“Not to be rude, but I’m the one who’s body has to be close to the hot ground the most…”
“Hard work and determination will be critical if we wish to complete the task adjourned to us swiftly!”
“You want advice? I can give that. Movement’ll be tricky though.”
Miia, Miru, Cerea, and Cara were all over in the crop field where the duel between Lala with Cara and Cott with Ton took place not twenty-four hours ago. Their task was the same as last time; collect all the veggies and all the wheat. A simple enough affair for cowgirls who can endure the rays of sunlight for hours on end. However…
“Mmph, Miia-San and Cerea-San, I’m not certain I can continue for much longer; I’m not exactly built for warm-blooded romps any more…”
“Same here. I’ll literally melt without something to quench my thirst.”
The former cow girls clearly weren’t up to the job if their current species composition had anything to say about it.
“Fret not, companions! I have with me copious amounts of water bottles from the establishment’s kitchen just for this very reason!”
“Oh thank God you weren’t aloof and air headed for once, Cerea!”
Miia then did what former snakes do best and hugged the former horse, making two orb overalls of hers QUITE overt.
“Gaaahhh, Miia-San, please compose yourself! You’re going to crush me to death in more ways than one if you aren’t careful…”
After securing the liquid and narrowly avoiding becoming languid as a result, the four of them started at long last.
“Good. Good. Bad. Great. Awful.”
“Woah woah woah, how do we know which veggie you’re talking about? Or better yet, what if you’re referring to the wheat?” Miia wondered aloud. Cara was giving instructions to the others in place of doing the physical labor typically required due to certain slippery appendages not willing to cooperate..
“It’s simple, Miia-San. Just pay attention to her face and all will make sense!” Miru clapped her hands together.
“Not to interject, but do recall that we aren’t as well-acquainted with your friend as you are…” Cerea pointed out.
“Cool. Don’t want my help then? Good luck.” Cara was oozing her way back to the main building out of spite when all of a sudden—
*SPLAT!*
--the tanned coagulant had gotten stuck to the well-weathered grassy soil!
“Oho? What’s this? Seems like you can’t move for the time being~ And you’ll need a strong pair of minotaur arms like mine to lift your from your sticky situation~” The scale-faced snake snarled.
“(Dammit! I thought liquids were supposed to be free flowing!)”
For now, Cara had no choice but to “stick around” and relay orders as best she could; this time with more explanation on what passed inspection.
“You know what, Miia-San? Once you get the hang of it, swaying your hips from side to side is a whole lot of fun! Plus, the lightened load up front makes seeing where I’m slithering off to much easier!” Miru was now developing her own ways of keeping up with the other three species swapped girls.
“(I’m just going to ignore that personal comment on my body and keep working…)” Miia kept her fanged mouth shut, stepping in the fields some more while following the tune of the brown moo’s march.
“That wheat’s good. Pull up that carrot. Leave that onion alone.”
“And to think that the typical cow women here do this sort of work for hours on end without breaking a sweat! Truly inspiring!” Cerea said to herself in between plucking various resources, breathing a sigh of relief once she filled up her basket.
By now, the four of them had gotten into a nice groove and were progressing at a more than acceptable rate given the earlier contriteness. After about an hour, they stopped at long last to see the fruits (or rather, veggies in this case) of their labor.
“Woooow, we piled on THAT many pounds of wheat and veggies?” Miia sparkled in amazement. Even more ecstatic was--
“MMM HHMMM MMMM~~~ ” –Cerea, who after missing out on the winnings from yesterday’s game was salivating over the sheer freshness of her horticultural haul.
“Good work out there you two! I suppose it’s fine if you sneak in one or two carrots, we collected more than enough anyways.” Miru gave the go ahead to endeavor on their hard-earned edibles.
*CHOMP!*
“…!...It tastes slightly less grandiose than I would expect…” Cerea still enjoyed the carrots without issue, but her bovine body had muddled up the affairs of her taste buds somewhat.
“…nice job. Can you free me now?” Cara pleaded softly. She was close to dry baked after sitting there for so long, and internally feared what might happen if she was lacking hydration much later than the recommended wait time…
“Okay then~ ALLEY-OOP! HNNGGGHHH!!!”
*PLORP-POP!*
“Woah!” “Wah!”
*THUMP!*
As it turned out, the chocolate coolness had fell over in betwixt the buxom milk-snake’s body from the strength of her pulling might!
“Are you alright?”
“(Tch! Being so close to a familiar yet all too far away presence…it really sucks…)”
“…I’ll live.”
The quartet then made strides on packing up their grove of gains and headed back to the main building so that they could process the goods shortly.
“Fufu…Darling shall become astonished once he sees how amazing our produce is! (Odd…why did I say such a fancy descriptor for a simple sentence just now?)”
“Well I’ll be! Milord will have to pay attention to me when we get back! (I’m smiling so much more than usual…but I’ll account for it being due to me being so giddy~)”
“Glad to see that SOMETHING went right! Let’s not keep him waiting now! (Oops! That could have been rude, I sure hope they didn’t mind that outburst…what’s gotten into me?)”
“Cara believes that everything will work itself out now that we have attained our quota. (Third person, really? I know that I’ve been out in the sun for too long but my brain must be totally fried to start talking like that out loud…)”
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“Brrrr, Papi feels so cold! Without her wings to keep warm she’s not sure about freezing to death…” The harpy-faced cow shuddered, bringing her muscly arms together in an attempt to heat herself up.
“Alas! Did a vessel just mention the corporeal process of biological degradation?!?” Upon hearing about body rot, the dullahan’s ears perked up, with her nipples perking up also to the frozen room they were in.
“Erm…not to be a bother, but we have to start the milking process soon…”
Papi, Lala, and Ruto were back in the dairy storage unit of the Black Lily Ranch, where the weather was always chilling to the bone.
“Ehhhh? How is Papi supposed to shoot milk from her boobies? She’s never done it before! Does it come out like a laser beam?” She then proceeded to check on her massive milkies by moving them abound in all directions, bouncing them up and down rhythmically.
“Verily, I shan’t encountered a period of my existence where that would be necessary as well…” Lala crossed her arms underneath her bodacious bovines unsure on how to continue.
“U-U-Uhhhh…we’ll figure something out, I think! We can’t just stand around here all day though.” Ruto clamored.
“Mmm, Papi might need to feel release soon…maybe she could try drinking from them directly? They ARE big enough now to put up to her mouth…”
“Such a raucous request! However, as I’m also under Ero’s sway at the moment, I can hardly keep my wits about me for much longer too…”
“(Awawawawa! This is THE worst possible outcome! I can’t milk them by myself cause of these stubby wing nubs, and to make matters worse those were also my friend’s bodies just a little while back as well. Is there ANYTHING I can do to avoid things getting MORE AWKWARD?!?)”
The precipitous participants plighted their pasteurized problem when a random sheep girl while walking by to collect buckets and bottles from the last days “hands-on experience”.
“Oh, hello there! If you’re not feeling confident about milking yourselves today you can always go to our dairy salon! It’s a bit less personal though, so I wouldn’t recommend that unless you’re truly suffering from the buildup in your breasts. Ruto, you’ve been there before; why not direct these two hefty heifer friends on over?”
“Yes, please do! If Papi holds it in any more than this I think it’ll start leaking out through her overalls!” The feathered female was jumping up and down in plucky frustration, causing a commotion on the steel floor beneath her hooves.
“…just get me over yonder if you’d please…” Meanwhile, Lala had dropped the edgy act entirely from how discomforting her body was.
“Okay okay! Let’s get a moooove on then! (Wait…did she not see anything wrong with us?)”
Thanking the sheep girl for the advice regardless, the tanned tanky trio (sans Ruto) trampled their way to the oasis they so desperately needed at record pace!
*PLAP!* *PLAP!* *PLAP!*
“Pluto! These things are soooo heavy! How did you deal with them for so long without complaining?”
“Huh?!? T-T-That’s an extremely personal and invasive question! B-But I know you didn’t mean any harm in asking…b-being born as a minotaur meant that I would always s-s-stand out in the crowd n-no matter what I did. It was awful, truth be told. I-I-It felt like I was nothing more than…a pair of giant udders…to most everybody else that is.”
“Dost thine likeness affect this alleged crowd’s everyday cycles?” Lala ruminated. She had forgone keeping her head attached to her neck from all the face smacking her jagged jugs caused and had placed it near her hip.
“N-N-Not really. H-However, I’m too shy to f-f-fight back like that. I-It’s partially why I came here to the Black Lily Ranch even; I wanted to be with o-o-other girls who could understand and even empathize with…m-m-m-my growing pains…as it were.”
“Wow…Papi never knew that Pluto’s secretly lived a life like that. But Pluto has Papi’s body now, so she doesn’t have to worry anymore! Plus, if somehow we’re all stuck like this forever, Papi wouldn’t even mind giving her body up when you can stay happy!”
“G-G-Golly…I’ve never heard such a b-b-bold proclamation in my life…thank you for saying that, I won’t forget it.”
“If it means Papi is always super strong and tall and with huge boobies she’ll be fine!”
“Tch! The atmosphere was going so swimmingly until you dowsed it in the River Styx of ineptness!”
Thankfully, they had arrived at the dairy salon, and not a minute too quick! There were even two available seats for Papi and Lala to sit in! There was only one minor issue though…
“How do we work this thing?!?” The run and chat had kept their minds afloat from dribbling dairy, yet the tumultuous titties likely wouldn’t allow another chance to avoid letting loose milk again.
“It’s easy! You just…you just…wait…what do you do again? (Why can’t I remember how to operate the automatic milking system? I’ve done it countless times by now…haven’t I?)”
*leak* *leak*
“Ahn~ It’s too late…Papi gives up, all of that shaking earlier means that her giant boobies are asking to be spurting milk any second~!”
*leak* *leak*
“Mmm~ The dairy cannot be… unf~ stopped for nary… moan~ a moment longer!”
“Of course, Ruto remembers now! You let someone else suck their breasts for them! Time to drink up!”
*suck* *suck* *suck*
Doing what was probably the incorrect solution, Ruto grabbed one tit from each of the cow girls and started licking up the female fluid accordingly.
“Hwuh? What are you doing? P-P-Papi…no…I don’t care right now! Just don’t stop!”
“My estrus is…ohn~ about to… unf~ erupt!”
“(So delicious~ Ruto could taste this all day and never get tired of it~)”
“I’M LEAaAaKkKkIiIiNnNnGgGg!!!”
*SPUUUURRRT* *SPUUUURRRTTT*
As one would expect, the excessive ejection of milk exploding from the duo’s minotaur motorboaters was way too much for Ruto’s moth to handle! The unaccounted for teats had also made a major mess on the floors of the dairy salon.
“ *cough!* *hack!* *hack!* ugh…Ruto will feel good again in a few…”
“Hahh…hahh…hahh…I’ve never felt so much relief all at once like that…minotaurs are amazing!”
“I thoroughly enjoyed that, but you DO realize the errors our ill noted intentions elicited, correct?”
“Ahem.”
Coming down from the high their hefty honkers wrought, one of the sheep workers behind the desk was staring daggers at the lot! She got a couple buckets, but these were for mopping up the ground, NOT for calcium collection.
“If you’re going to shoot your girl goo all over the place, next time the very least you could do is AIM THAT SHIT ELSEWHERE. ”
“……….”
“……….”
“……….”
The three of them could do nothing but look down in shame. Not only had they wasted valuable stock, they had also invigorated ire in the itinerary of the inbound inlet.
“Sorry about that! Ruto will try her best to fix this! (Hmm…? She let a lot off her chest earlier…but is that really any reason to speak so childishly?)”
“You better. Or else we’re in trouble. Again. (Hmph! That’s the last time I use machinery I’m not familiar with! Papi…or rather I…suddenly feel clear-headed…no clue on how that works…)”
“Gragh! This is so annoying! Now WE look like the fuck ups here! (I’m so angry right now I can’t even keep my act afloat! But that suits me fine anyhow! Who needs to be edgy 100% of the time?)”