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"Damn-- that was dumb… The fuck is wrong with me?" Jennifer grunted, clumsily falling over a fence as she waddled away from the farm while the full moon shined overhead. She wasn't sure why she thought getting drunk and recording herself tipping cows over at the Woodsbury Farm was a good idea.
She brushed her long blond hair from her face, stepping forward as she tripped and fell onto her supple, round ass. Why are my sweats so tight? She muttered as she gradually sobered, rubbing her hind end. She also noted that her C-cup tits had seemingly grown in size and were now straining against the fabric of her hoodie.
"Ugggh…" She thought back to the last cow's sound when it fell. Maybe she had been a bit of an asshole in shoving those animals over. She also got no good footage while trying to record with her free hand. Despite her fleeting guilt, she mostly felt awful about the fact she didn't get any good footage to show off to her friends. What a waste that was.
Every step she took grew heavier as her rear wobbled and pushed against the stretchy fabric. Simultaneously, her chest mounds continued to swell and started to throb as her nipples painfully chafed against the material. "Ugh-- what the fuck?" Jennifer winced, shakily moving a hand up to unzip her hoodie. When she pulled it down, she clearly saw the shape of her erect nipples poking through her white tee-shirt top. It seemed her bra wasn't effective.
As she waddled, a layer of sticky sweat oozed from every pore on her body, saturating her clothes as her shirt and pants stuck to her swelling frame. Her heart rate picked up as she raised a hand up and looked at her pale, perspiration-coated arm. "What the fuck?" It was a pretty cool night, but she was sweating buckets. Not only that but her drenched top and pants were now completely pasted to her body, clearly outlining the shape of her ass and breasts.
"Ahhh!" She suddenly yelped upon taking another step. Her panties rode up into her now-twitching pussy uncomfortably rubbed against her sensitive clit. As her ass grew, her pants and underwear were greedily sucked in by her nethers, giving Jennifer an unyielding wedgie. "N-- Noo, what the hell is happening to me?" She cried as panic set in. The growing size of her ass made it difficult to walk, giving her a noticeable sway with every step. She reached a trembling hand downward and attempted to dislodge her sweats and panties from her crack and engorged labia.
"Ooooooooh!" She suddenly moaned as her efforts only worsened, adding to the unbearable fiction. Her hands and feet started to tingle as her bra creaked and strained. Jennifer could feel the fabric binding her tits begin to tear and fray apart at the seams. "N-- NOOO!" She wailed, taking desperate, labored breaths as she moved her hands up and tried to unhook her bra before it was too late.
Rrrrripp!
Her bra snapped off, her increasingly impressive melons springing within her tee-shirt. They had easily exceeded D cup and were transcending to E and beyond. Even her tee-shirt grew uncomfortable. "I-- I'm sorry-- whatever I did… Please!" She screamed to no one in particular, lumbering forward with heavy, awkward steps. She lamented her actions, cursing that she thought any of this was a good idea. Was this some type of punishment? None of this was even remotely natural, so how was it happening?
Her pants were next as loud tearing sounded from her inadequate sweatpants. They tore right down the seam, setting her generous, sweat-stained cheeks free as the cool night air caressed them.
"I" m -- I" m sorry…" She begged, tears streaming from her face as the tingling in her hands and feet grew worse. Suddenly, her back began to crack as her bones popped and ground. "Errrrghh!" Jennifer loudly groaned. Her legs weakened as she quivered and fell to her hands and knees. "I… I need to go home…" She choked, attempting to stand once more. Jennifer couldn't find her footing, losing her balance multiple times and falling back to her knees as she grew increasingly hysterical and terrified. "W-- Why can't I stand!?" As she cried out, her nipples spasmed, spurts of creamy fluid staining her shirt and mixing with the sweat. "Ooooohhh…" She moaned as electric jolts cascaded through her chest and reached all the way to her crotch.
"Ahhhh-- ooooh!" Jennifer moaned, hardly noticing the bones in her hands and feet as they started to crack and reshape. When she regained her composure, she looked forward with a stupefied expression. "What?..." She saw and felt her wrists creek and crack, her hands expanding and elongating as her fingers gradually pulled together. In a matter of seconds, the gravity of the situation hit her. "No… NO!! I-- I NEED YOU!" She screamed. Jennifer cried out in desperation, trying to wiggle her fingers as they solidified into a single mass and lost their dexterity. While she couldn't see her own feet, she felt similar changes taking effect as her shoes tore and ripped to shreds. As her fingers calcified and hardened into a singular mass at the end of each wrist, a split went down the middle of each appendage, gradually creating a cloven look.
Her breathing grew hot and ragged. "Oh god-- I'm sorry… I'M SORRY, SOMEONE PLEASE HELP MEEE!!! HELP MEEOOO--OOOOOO!" Her voice deepened slightly as she cried out. Her hands had unmistakably reshaped into a lovely set of cloven hooves. At the same time, the tingling in her torso intensified. Her rip cage and spine cracked as her body began to bloat, stretching her tee-shirt and already torn pants to their limit. In a matter of seconds, her pants had wholly fallen to the ground, and her tee-shirt had torn at the seams, now dangling loosely on her increasingly round and bloated body.
Adding to her horror, Jennifer clearly felt her swollen tits begin to recede into her chest, sucking inward as an itchy, prickling sensation erupted from beneath her navel. "G-- GIve me my hands-- don't… Don't take my tits…. Oh God, oh God…" Jennifer stammered as a ticklish sensation broke out in patches around her body. Black and white splotches of fur slowly crept up her arms and legs, threatening to blanket her entire body given enough time. She watched in horror as the glossy fur traveled up from her wrists and elbows. At the same time, her skull cracked and quivered as the bones started to grow, elongate and reshape.
"I-- I'm sorry… I will never do it again… I will-- I will never…" Jennifer sobbed as two little horn nubs sprouted atop her head. "It was a mistake, a mishtayke--" Her words began to slur as her tongue grew in her mouth. This was followed by her jaw shifting and pushing forward while it adjusted to match the pace of her head's transformation. "Nooo! Ahm sohryy!" She cried out as her voice lowered and deepened. A small tail sprung out from the back of Jennifer's spine and grew in length while manically swishing back and forth. Stricken by grief-fueled horror, Jennifer recalled her bad decisions this evening. This would have never happened if she didn't come to this farm and tip the goddamn cow.
"Ahm soooohhreehh" Her words continued losing any semblance of humanity as a fleshy pouch pressed outward below her belly button. Her vulva throbbed and pulsed with pure arousal as the sack grew and filled. Despite her state of abject horror, her increasingly bovine-like body was being thrown right into an estrus cycle. A feeling of insatiable arousal mixed with Jennifer's terror. "Ahhmmoooooo!" She groaned as her nose flattened and her mouth reshaped to a point where making words was impossible. Now completely inconsoleable, Jennifer started to buck and kick her back legs. "MMMMOOOOOOO!" She wailed, kicking wildly as she tried to stand up on her feet. It was impossible; her hips had contorted and reshaped to suit her new hooves. She could no longer stand on two feet and would never be able to again.
Her blond hair fell out in clumps, unceremoniously falling to the ground as her pale blue eyes darkened. As this occurred, the fur finished coating her entire body while her ass and tits thoroughly sucked into her oafish, bovine body. Any remaining semblance of human femininity slipped away as the cow shrieked and wailed into the cool, night air.
A deep pressure built between her legs as her vagina grew and expanded, deepening as her birth canal stretched to accommodate her new uterus. With this change came an increase in her arousal. Images of giant, dark cocks danced in her head while the smell of grass around her began to overwhelm her senses. That smells good-- maybe… Maybe I should try… Her mind grew foggy as the newly minted cow finished the last stages of her transformation. Jennifer leaned forward without thinking and bit down on the grass. The delectable greenery coated her clumsy tongue as her flattened teeth chewed away. Her mind glazed as thoughts of grazing mixed with the images of giant cock that plagued her devolving mind. Her eyes widened in horror as she munched away while the fog covering her brain lifted. What-- what am I doing!? STOP!! She internally screamed, ripping her head away as she tried to oust any thoughts of greenery and giant cock. "Mmmmrroooo!" The bloated beast's cries echoed through the moonlit pasture.
As her teats spasmed and dripped milk into the ground, Jennifer's udders finished forming. They throbbed and ached as a sudden yearning for someone to milk her wafted through her head. As the mournful cow tried to regain control of her senses, a surge of incredible arousal coursed through her body, her nostrils instinctively flaring. What… What is this? She thought to herself as a thick, musty scent filled her senses. Her vagina quaked and writhed, dripping hot, sticky fluid. The images of giant dicks in her head became more apparent, blocking out any semblance of reason.
"Mmmmooo!"
A low moo bellowed from behind Jennifer, forcing her to swivel her cow head to cast a glance behind her. The sight of a massive, black-furred bull caused her pupils to dilate. An inconceivably large, black shaft stood erect between the beast's legs as it confidently strutted toward her. Oh God-- he's going to fuck me-- he's coming right for me… Her thoughts came with a confusing mix of emotions. Arousal-fueled glee and utter horror swirled within her bovine brain. No, no, no… I'm not a cow-- I'm not… I'm not a fucking cow!!! She thought to herself as she frantically mooed. Jennifer trembled as she tried to walk forward.
It was too late. The bull reached Jennifer and raised his front hooves up, lurching forward as he mounted Jennifer and positioned the tip of his penis with her vaginal opening. "Mrrrooo!" The bull cried out in delight, tightening his grip.
Jennifer let out a series of moos, unsure whether they were out of fear or arousal NOO, NOOOOO! DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME! She screamed, trembling as the giant shaft pushed her wet folds apart and entered her sopping wet pussy. A pulse of excitement coursed through her body as she felt the mighty bull push her insides apart to their outer limit. It was an impossibly tight fit, but it also felt so good. The bull began to pump, increasing its pace as the tension within Jennifer's body mounted and built at an alarming rate. "MMMOOOO!" Jennifer cried out as her body quivered. Her dissenting thoughts gradually faded as she thought about the masculine beast impregnating her. It felt so good, and she hated herself for thinking that way. Oh god-- I… I hate this, I-- I love it… Tears welled in her eyes as she cursed herself for enjoying this sensation as much as she did. "Mmmmmooo!" A first orgasm hit Jennifer as her bovine form quaked. Above her, the male beast grunted and increased his pace. The pleasure grew, refusing to end as her first climax as a cow struck. A cacophony of pure, unfiltered euphoria flooded her as a lustful moo rolled from her clumsy lips. No-- please… I… Yes… Fill me--- fill me, impregnate me… N-- NOOO! She felt pure anger course through her as it mixed with delight, bliss, and shame. The bull's cock spasmed soon after, shooting streams of sticky seed into Jennifer's body. "MOOOOOO!" She bellowed into the night, refusing to accept that she would one day give birth in this awful yet incredible body.
A middle-aged farmer watched the scene from a safe distance, leaning against the pasture's fence as she shook his head back and forth. "Tsk, tsk…" A sudden smirk spread across his face. "You're supposed to save tipping for restaurants, sweetheart."
With that, he sighed and walked back toward the nearby farmhouse. He planned to have a bucket ready for his newest milk cow first thing in the morning.
STORY END
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