Howdy folks! Today's head swap edit is of Ginny and Milky from Interspecies Reviewers! The original art is by the very talented LindaRoze btw. She single-handedly keeps the Monster Musume fanart train rolling as well, or perhaps there's a bit of bias there...

"Whew! I'm glad that the head swap collars from that Archmage Demia only left some mooomentary discomfort!" Ginny sighed happily. The snow-faced cow was more than pleased upon having a delectably dairy form once more.

"You're telling me! I can't believe I had her body and everything! Before now I don't think my brain could handle that as being anything but a mooosance." Milky confided to her calcium comrade. Her tan head was secure on a super-sized busty body again, and that's all that mattered.

What WERE they talking about in the first place? To figure that out, we need to talk about the prior event...

It was at least a week after the Swap-stitute Creature had opened for business, which meant that Ginny (who was there on opening day with some of her prostitute chums and a few bachelors) had gotten the go-ahead to receive her own body back from both the receptionist and their Demia clone attending the brothel. She had been stuck with her halfling friend Piltia's body for the entire stretch of time, and while she DID enjoy being smaller up to a point, the minute minotaur much preferred carrying around her own monstrously mega milkers. Likewise, Piltia wanted nothing more to do with being 'a needlessly fat sow' as she so kindly put it.

Regardless, the reason she had to wait until now was due to something about 'a matter of security' and ensure that the original head didn't forget what their body was...the technobabble proved a bit much for Ginny to understand, but she knew the significance of such a tantamount normalcy clause at the very least.

As such, her and Piltia finally met each other again, drank the serum that allowed such head swappery in the first place, and watched as the duo would soon get their regular lives back.

"Hey Ginny, I heard you were coming here and had gotten head swapped too! Please help me solve this moo-tainous problem!"

"Oh cud! How's that possible? But mooore importantly, I've got my springy breasts back!"

A chain reaction was caused by Milky and Meidri's entrance, and the collars on all of them swapped their heads a second time!

"Oh for the love of the Goddess herself! I don't even have my own body back! Instead I must have Meidri-San's...but if that's the case then where are her wings and talons??" Piltia pondered.

"Hey, give me back my body! I didn't ask to be made into a pint-sized ruffian! Now how am I going to serve my customers at the inn..." Meidri screeched. She was NOT taking losing her beauteous and breast-taking vessel well at all.

"Come off it Meidri-San! I keep trying to tell you that you WEREN'T born a cow like Ginny and I! Not everyone's a moo-toned slab of meat, and that's final!" Milky attempted to convince the waitress, looking down from atop her pale peaks.

"Um, I'm not so sure what's going on...but I agree with Milky. I'm sorry you got wrapped up in this moo-jor nonsense, but it's better this way! You can swap back with Piltia-San next week...probably." Ginny calmly said in the most gentle tone she could moo-ster.

"Well I hate it! You expect me to serve the drinks and melt the cheese when I can't even reach the countertop?" Meidri brought up a valid point of contention.

"Argh, you're so annoying! Was my body always so confrontational, or is that just a quirk of Meidri-San? Putting the two together CAN'T be good for anyone involved..." Piltia facepalmed in frustration, a slightly less taxing jiggle following from the momentum of her chest afterwards.

"Nothing we can do sadly. Let's get back to the Dairy Farm, Milky; I need to relax from all the buildup of moo-numental stress in my head...alongside my boobs..." Ginny trotted out the door of the Swap-stitute Creature, bouncing proudly with confidence anew.

"I'd feel bad about leaving them all moo-rose...but you're not wrong. Sorry about this, Piltia-San! You can take a free swig of my bleached breasts if you want afterwards!" Milky quaked towards her pai-pal, running with an even heavier step than usual.

"Don't drop this mess on me, you black-and-white bovines! (Watching after my own body like this...I'm feeling more vengeful than I tend to get...surely Meidri-San's aura wasn't THIS sadistic, right?)” Piltia thought in speculation.

" *sniff* Could this day get any worse? Now I'll never get my body back..." Meidri teared up like a kid, her child-like features only making it more fitting in that respect.

"If only we could find Meidri-San's body, then we won't have to do any moo-tigating for a while." Milky admonished.

"Only issue there is that I'm not sure WHERE it went...did it mooove out of town on its own?" Ginny squinted in puzzlement.

"...you haven't noticed that while Demia-San's body is out in the open, her head is moo-where to be found?" Milky elaborated.

"If both Demia-San's head and Meidri-San's body are moo-sing in action...isn't there a link going on here?"

"A MOO-INCIDENCE? You're bluffing!" Ginny was shocked beyond belief at this fairly obvious revelation.

"...never moo-ind. For now, let's squirt some milk and leak that calcium to our valued customers!" Milky cupped one of her moonlit milkers for show.

"Sure thing! They're probably super thirsty for some of my chocolate milk!" Ginny gleefully noted.

What the two of them DIDN'T figure out was that the 'reality swap' component that stopped Meidri from noticing her previous predicament got transferred over to the dairy duo, leaving them unaware of the fact that they had each other's bodies.

Oh well, the time for drinking from their filled-up flappers was more critical than some troublesome, non-titillating action after all~

And that's all for now. I figured for my 69th deviation I'd throwback to my literary series based off I.R., The Swap-Stitute Creature, as a special occasion! That story is also based off some commissions I've helped pay for involving Meidri and Piltia too, so it's like a three-quel...four-quel? What would you even call that. Bah! Who cares! One last thing to note is that I'm awfully close to 150 watchers, I'm just as surprised as you are honestly. All the favoriting and adding to collections and whatnot DO put a smile on my face, so thanks for that! I'll say that as many times as I need to. Enough self-wankery, have yourself a good one wherever it is that you're at!