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"Oh god-- this… Is so good…" Laura purred, swaying her hips back and forth as she sucked the crimson grass into her mouth with reckless abandon. The cows gleefully consumed their respective meals, enjoying their banquet together as one big family. It shouldn't have felt so natural to eat amongst bovines, but Laura was too enamored with dinner to notice. Her forehead and tailbone throbbed as she felt something poke through the flesh of all three locations. Despite this, Laura couldn't focus on anything other than her insatiable appetite. The nearby cows began to perceive Laura differently, mooing as they ate with their sister. Every day that passed further blurred the line between human and farm animal.
"Laura pulled back from the grass after a few more minutes, staring with a slack-jawed and dazed expression. "Ooh…" She slowly blinked before turning her head from left to right. She noticed the cows around her while still on her hands and knees. Something about this situation was horribly wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Why would eating with my sisters feel wrong? She asked herself before leaning in to take another bite of grass. Laura's breasts and nethers throbbed as the feat continued, sending tiny shocks through her increasingly engorged body. Her tits and ass strained against the confines of her sweat-drenched overalls, imprinting the shape of her vulva and nipples upon the fabric. She barely noticed the horrible wedgie that formed as her ass and feminine crevice greedily sucked up her ill-fitting panties.
"Ugh…" Laura groaned after filling her stomach to capacity. She shifted and flopped onto her back, spreading her arms and legs out while staring at the clear summer sky. Wasn't this wrong? A seed of concern sprouted within Laura, followed by a gradual rise in her heart rate. I was eating grass-- I'm not… Laura's breath rate picked up as she placed a sweaty hand on her stomach. Glancing downward, she noticed how fat she looked; it was as if she had a beer belly after gorging herself on the blood-red foliage. Her tits continued to pulse and throb, begging for release. What was she even doing here? What had she been doing before she got distracted and ate?
"Wait…" Laura's heart sank into her stomach as the gravity of her actions sank in. Her tits and ass had swollen to a size that seemed almost unnatural for her body. Not only was she putting up with throbbing and growing assets, but also a peculiar pressure from the base of her spine and on top of her head. Time seemingly stopped as Laura's lucidity returned, forcing her to question everything that led her up to her impromptu vegan lunch.
With a heavy sigh and bated breath, Laura carefully stood while staying aware of her body's sensitive state. What the hell is going on? She mused in frustration, nervously moving a shaky hand to touch the top of her head. It only took a moment to find a hard bump on the left side. "What-- what the hell??" She muttered, unable to think or say anything else in her post-meal haze. Laura then touched the right side and felt a nearly identical hard bump. Now using both hands, she slipped her fingers down to the base of each bump, realizing there was no skin covering either. Each lump was a bony, calcified mass without much feeling.
A sudden twitch flared up at the base of Laura's spine, causing her to yelp. "Eep!" She jumped, pulling her hands away as adrenaline pumped through her veins. "God dammit-- what now??" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself. Standing was hard enough when she felt like her clothes might tear and peel away from her body at any moment.
Laura moved a trembling hand down her lower back, momentarily hesitating before tracing her fingers over the base of her spine. The vertebrae kept going, completely jutting out from her back. Panic set in as she grabbed the short appendage between her finger and thumb, noting that it must have been a few inches long. Most disturbingly, she found herself able to move it. O--Oh God… A tail? She staggered backward in shock, her tight clothes creaking while displaying a prominent camel toe and the outline of her hardened nipples.
Before Laura could devolve into hysteria, a voice suddenly sounded in her head. "There's nothing wrong with enjoying a meal with your family. What's so bad about these changes?"
Laura felt strongly compelled by these words, her heart rate dying down. It wasn't like she was being completely controlled; her thoughts were intact, but she had been overtaken by the words of calm reassurance. "None of this is natural…" She murmured, slowly shaking her head.
"This is your choice, Laura. If you don't want your life to go down this path, you can resist it." continued the disembodied voice that Laura previously thought to be her own subconscious mind. "You have agency and control of your own life. If you resist, your life will gradually return to normalcy, and all of these recent experiences will become a distant memory. So, relax. Do whatever feels right."
Birds chirped in the distance while a gentle breeze cut through the sweltering summer heat. As Laura's curvaceous form cooled, the incessant throbbing in her chest and loins tapered off. A sense of calm set in, allowing her to think with a clear mind. "You aren't my subconscious. You-- you're that crystal thing, aren't you?"
Laura was met with silence as she stood completely still. She sighed and listened to the cicadas buzzing in the distance, still finding comfort in nature's serenity. "Maybe it is all me," quietly stated Laura. Could she really decide what she wanted? Or was that a hallucination? As the gears turned, she was interrupted by a sudden miasma that obscured her worrisome thoughts. Isn't this wrong? I-- I… Laura's jaw slackened, her eyes glazing over. Why am I worrying again? Work was over for the day. That meant she could do anything she wanted.
Laura suddenly giggled, feeling excited as she realized the day was young and that she could do whatever she wanted. "Then, how about…" She thought for a moment, recalling how delicious her meal had been. Before long, she concluded that she wanted to go shopping. Maybe getting some ice cream and dessert supplies and then holing up with a good movie would be an excellent way to spend her evening.
Let's do it! Laura beamed, walking forward. It only took a few steps for her clothes to chafe and uncomfortably rub against her dampened flesh. "Mmmahhh…" Laura's breath rate as she proceeded onward. Her ass and tits heaved, jiggling in place while her soft, tanned body glistened with a layer of sweat. Laura's clitoris throbbed as her panties rode up into her host, steamy folds. Tiny zaps of painful pleasure shot through her pelvis as her legs grew wobbly. She daydreamed of having her tits played with, imagining strong male hands pinching her nipples and pumping her breasts as warm, creamy fluid dribbled out. "Mmmaaoooo…" By this point, she was fully consumed by her lewd daydream. Every step she took caused the stimulation to intensify while eventually bringing her home's front porch.
"Maybe I should try to find a good man for the evening," giggled Laura as she carefully ascended the stairs. She thought that making it to her room without cumming would be more difficult than making it to the end of Oregon Trail without dying of dysentery. It was hard for her to be too worried; any time she tried to focus on a concerning thought for more than a brief moment, it was quickly replaced by an easier-to-digest musing. Thinking about sexy and tasty food was far more enjoyable.
Eventually, Laura reached her room, turning on a dim lamp for light. She wasted no time unbuttoning her overalls and initiating the undressing process. When her overalls descended past her waist, they grew more difficult to remove. "C-- Come on…" She muttered, tightly gripping the fabric as she forcefully pulled downward. The size of her increasingly rotund rear made stripping an arduous task. After a while, the chafing ceased any semblance of being pleasurable and became purely painful; getting naked quickly was Laura's top priority. "Mmmmm… Oooo…" She couldn't stop the strange utterances that flowed from her lips.
It doesn't feel good anymore; why does it sound like I'm moaning? Briefly pondered Laura. Once she got the overalls past her ass, she could finally peel the soaking-wet denim away from her screaming nethers. "Mmmooooh!" Laura's moaning filled her air-conditioned bedroom as her overalls and panties pried away from her labia. One last ripple of pleasure shot through the core of her body and washed over her body with a euphoric tingle. Goose-bumps quickly formed upon Laura's legs and crotch. Unable to stand any longer, she staggered over to the edge of her bed and fell onto her butt.. Her massive bottom cushioned the fall and spread over the bedsheets. She was careful to keep her body arch properly to avoid agitating the growth on her lower back.
"Mmmoooh…" Laura purred, too enamored with the afterglow of freeing her pussy to notice how much extra junk she had in her trunk. A sharp, painful throb in Laura's nipples snapped her back to reality. "Oh-- yeah…" She stripped her shirt off and eagerly slipped her hands back to unhook her bra. "Mmmooo!" She moaned as her massive tits sprung forth, launching her bra onto the floor. A feeling of immediate relief now consumed her entire body, her tits and moist sex gently throbbing in unison. The now shaky farm girl flopped onto her back, spreading her arms and legs out with a content smile plastered across her face.
Laura thought back over how much better life had been recently. Leisure time now seemed to occur daily when she had been hitting sixty hours of farm work on a good week. To be completely honest, she couldn't quite recall how a bad week looked since she tried to block those awful memories.
Laura's hands absentmindedly wandered down to her swollen chest mounds, gently brushing over the soft skin while her thoughts wandered. I should definitely find myself a guy tomorrow, she mused as a faint sensation of pressure manifested between her legs. One with a huge fucking cock. He'll need strong hands as well, her thoughts continued as she imagined her nipples getting pinched and rubbed. "Mmmooo!" She suddenly cried as her actual nipples throbbed, followed by a bizarre sensation of expulsion. "W-- what?" Laura muttered, looking downward. Her eyes widened when she saw a dribble of opaque liquid streaming out from each teet. Each time her tits throbbed, a small amount of milk spurted out and cascaded over the curve of her heaving melons.
"Ooooooh…" Laura stared in wonder, growing more aroused by the second. Maybe she could find a man to suck all this creamy milk out. Her breasts were incredibly sore and appeared quite swollen. Surely it wouldn't be hard to find a mate with a fetish revolving around this very scenario. Her vulva wettened as a fuzzy, warm tingle permeated her sensitive flesh. "Do you need some attention?" Her lips curled into a big grin as she slid her right hand between her legs. She pushed a finger down over each side of her most crevice and spread her labia apart.
"Mmmmooooh--" Laura let out a stream of lewd noises as the cold bedroom air blanketed her moist, pink inner labia. It felt incredible to air out the goods after a day of hard work. She moved her fingers inward and pushed her fingertips down the center. "Mmmhhahhh… Oooo," continued Laura, unable to contain her lust. When her fingertips brushed over her clitoral hood, she squealed and jerked her hips upward. That tiny bit of touch was enough to cause an orgasmic burst. Excitement followed immediately after. If some light foreplay felt this good, she was likely in for a good night ahead.
A brilliant idea came to Laura as she pulled her hand away and sat up with wide eyes.. "O-- Oh yeah! I forgot!" She stumbled over to her dresser and opened the bottom drawer. Laura pulled out a large wooden box and opened it, revealing a handful of different vibrators and dildos. Her eyes locked onto the largest of the bunch. A massive, sixteen-incher with a gray finish. It was almost as thick as a soda can and left a strong impression. Laura recalled receiving this as a gag gift from a friend in the past.
"I'm sure I can take it," Laura assured herself as she grabbed the girthy rubber shaft and brought it back to bed. Her heart rate started to climb as her body shook in anticipation. She positioned herself on her back carefully, pushing her hips up as she used her left hand to once again spread her labia Fuck yes. Laura's pupils dilated. The image of a blurred male body formed in her head, only his massive, dark erection showing clearly through the haze.
Laura brought the dildo between her legs with her right hand. "Almost there-- almost…" She couldn't remember the last time she felt such elation; the anticipation of upcoming bliss was almost too much to bear as she pulled the massive shaft toward herself. The tip pushed inward, pushing the writhing folds apart before reaching her hot pussy hole. "Oh god-- yessss!" She moaned as a warm, tingling sensation consumed her whole body. Laura's nipples spasmed in anticipation, spraying white fluid onto her body and sheets.
As the dildo slid further into her body, she started to rub her clitoris in slow circles with the index finger of her left hand. "Mmmmooooooh!" She cried, pushing her hips downward. A part of her worried that this dildo would be too large; there was no way she could take much of it, right? Tension built inside her birth canal but fell short, not living up to the pleasure emanating from her clitoris. "C-- Come on…" She grumbled, coming to the realization she would need the shaft to go deeper. But could it? Driven by unending lust, she pushed further. A peculiar stretching sensation formed within the core of her body.
Laura's insides seemed to unnaturally shift as the sixteen-inch, gray cock slid deeper and deeper, now up to eleven inches. "How-- how is this possible?.. H.. mmmooooo!" Her first vaginal orgasm of the night erupted like Mt. Vaseuvius, sending a pyroclastic flow of pure satisfaction through the entirety of her being. She saw stars as her mind glazed over, the vague image of a man in her head starting to shift and change. That wasn't even my climax-- Laura briefly thought as the rubber cock pushed up to thirteen inches. It wouldn't stop; there was no way Laura couldn't have hit her cervix now, but here she was.
Laura quickly moved her left hand to her breast, squeezing and pumping as geysers of mammary fluid sprayed through her fingers. Utter pleasure consumed her tits and pussy hole in tandem; Laura would honestly put the experience of having her swollen breasts emptied up there in the same realm of clitoral stimulation. The overwhelming sense of relief Laura found in being milked consumed paired well with the increasingly intense vaginal orgasms.
"Ahhhh!! M-- Mooooooohhhh!" Laura's tailbone and head throbbed with the all-consuming ecstasy that flooded her senses. The male image in her head finally reformed into the vague shape of a massive, four-legged beast. Its erection appeared dark and inhuman, eliciting a more profound sense of primal arousal within Laura. Yes, a human-like Jose would never be able to satisfy her.
As the dildo finished its sixteen-inch journey into Laura's supple, feminine form, she finally hit her climax. "Mooooooo!" Her moan took on a less human quality as her senses were overloaded. This might have been the best night of Laura's life, and it came with the image of a tremendous, masculine beast deeply burned into her mind.
Laura basked in the afterglow, letting out low moans as she panted. Her torso and sheets had grown wet from the torrent of milk she unleashed from her mammaries. All she could think about was how wonderful it would feel to have someone else relieve her stress; certainly, her tits would need to be milked again in the near future, right? Laura reached down and carefully gripped the dildo's base, slowly pulling it out of her twitching pussy hole. It took longer than Laura expected to fully dislodge, finally exiting her body with an unceremonious pop.
"Mmmm…" Laura purred with a content smile, closing her eyes. She still didn't fully comprehend the gravity of her situation as the throws of slumber gradually overtook her. The only thing Laura was sure of was that life was easier now. As she drifted off, she did so peacefully.
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