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Laura sat on the bed, a torrent of different thoughts rushing through her head. My body is changing so much. What do I do now? She thought to herself. Rather than completely freak out, she treated her current situation as a minor annoyance. How could she go to the store to get food if she looked like this?

"Mmmm…" Brock released a breathy grunt as he collapsed onto the bed and closed his eyes. "Tired… I-- I need to rest…" He grumbled, passing out into a deep slumber. After going through such a massive change and enjoying a session of passionate sex, he had no energy left.

Laura looked at the massive bull man resting next to her. As his chest gently heaved, a feeling of love and warmth spread through her increasingly less human body. Despite his monstrous appearance, Laura only saw her loving mate, who would continue bringing her immense pleasure well into the future. The little voice in her head insisted she would be happy if she just accepted the primal, surface-level emotions that bubbled up within her psyche. There was no need for any more profound musings. "Just rest, my dear," Laura purred, brushing her hand over Brock's muscular chest as a shiver went down her spine.

With a sigh, Laura pulled herself out of bed and walked to her bathroom with a wobbly gait. Her ass felt so round and supple; staying upright and confidently moving forward proved difficult. A tiny pang of anxiety flashed through Laura, forcing her to briefly question the strangeness of her current life situation. Her breath grew ragged as she froze in place. This was real-- all of it. Turning into a cow; Brock turning into some kind of minotaur before his eyes, the mysterious red crystals that changed her life. None of it could be denied.

Lost in her own head, Laura finally made it to the bathroom. She trembled, raising her head as she stared at her reflection. The woman in the mirror had an exaggerated hourglass figure with breasts pushing into the H-cup range while remaining perky. "Holy shit…" Laura muttered, placing a hand on her inhumanly large ass. White fur went up most of her arms and legs while two prominent horns poked from the top of her head. On top of that, she saw a long, cow-like tail flicking from behind her as if it had a mind of its own.

She squinted, carefully examining her face. Her nose had flattened slightly, her face looking ever so slightly different than before. On the sides of her head, her ears had risen somewhat, elongating with tufts of fur at the end. It was now impossible to pretend her changes resulted from a bad dream.

“H-- Holy shit… What-- what am I doing? I can't-- I can't become a cow," she stammered, placing a hand over her mouth, adrenaline surging through her sweaty, curvaceous body.

You're beautiful, Laura.

The mysterious voice echoed in her head. Laura's heart rate slowed immediately after, the adrenaline within her slowing its rampage. “I-- I am beautiful…” She muttered, her visage shifting from abject horror to awe and wonder. Was she looking at all of this wrong? She was transcending humanity, becoming something capable of feeling more happiness in one session of sex than she had cumulatively felt during her entire life up to this point.

She took a step back, taking a shaky breath as conflicted feelings battled within her. When she was out with her friends, she ended up humiliated. But, rather than being upset at herself for acting so strangely, she felt anger. Why couldn't she act the way she wanted without others getting upset and judging her? So what if she wanted to eat salad off the floor! She wanted friends who wouldn't judge her for doing something that brought such immense joy.

"Fuck them!" Laura growled, recalling how they abandoned her. Were they real friends to begin with if they couldn't accept Laura's new interests?

She hesitated, taking another moment to process the medley of feelings within her. It wasn't healthy to overthink things, right? If she stood here and contemplated life for too long, it would lead to more negativity. She finally shook her head and pulled away from the mirror. “No-- relax… I should shower," she mumbled to herself. Then, maybe she could go out and get some food.

Laura pulled the shower curtain back and leaned over to adjust the water to the perfect temperature. She couldn't help but notice how heavy her tits felt as they hung below her chest. They somehow remained perky while jiggling ever so slightly. A slight sense of pride rose within her as her lips curled into a small smile. Look how nice my damn tits are. Other women would surely be envious of her assets. No one could compete.

She stepped into the shower, shutting the curtain behind her. "Ahhhh…" She shivered as the steamy beads of water pelted her sensitive body. She dunked her head into the stream and lathered her hair with shampoo before standing straight and sliding her hands down her sides and abdomen. While scrubbing herself, she admired her perfect, perfectly crafted curves. Her hands moved back as she cupped her ass cheeks, slowly rubbing up and down. A wave of giddiness pulled through Laura as she thought about other women staring in envy. She wouldn't be surprised if she was now the proud owner of the world's best ass and tits. Then again, it didn't matter if anyone else envied her. As long as she had a mate who could fuck her and make her happy, and she had food to eat, she would be satisfied.

Laura pushed her fingers over her swollen areola, massaging her tender tits as a low, shaky moan escaped her lips. “Mmmm-- oooooh…” She purred as her mammaries spasmed and quivered. Creamy fluid seeped through her finger cracks, oozing down the backs of her hands before mixing with the water and washing away. "Yessss… Why not enjoy myself a little?" She murmured, slowly rubbing and pumping her tits, which seemed to infinitely produce milk. Her whole body trembled as painful-yet-pleasurable shocks shot through her swollen, horny frame.

 The image of herself within her head morphed, getting down on all fours as her hands and feet melted away in place of hooves. Udders sprouted from the imaginary Laura's abdomen. She giggled in delight, pinching her nipples as she rubbed and pumped. The milk spurts intensified, cousin a low, guttural purr to utter forth from her lips. Her legs quivered as she rested her back against the wall, trying to keep herself upright. "Ahhh… O-- ohhhh…” Geysers of milk shot from her swollen teats, pelting the shower curtain in front of her.

Within her fantasy, the firm hands of a farmer fondled her udder and squeezed milk into a bucket. "Mmooooo!" Laura cried out, mimicking the sound of the imaginary cow. Laura's real tits continued to wobble and shoot liquid as the farmer milked the fat cow. A tiny voice in the back of her head urged her to consider just how wrong all of this was. She was a human with human desires; was it really okay to turn into a fat, bloated animal who couldn't enjoy complex, human entertainment?

You won't need those things anymore. Do you really think human pleasantries will make you happier?

Laura listened to those words, the dissenting voice in her head withering away and dissipating amidst the euphoria brought on by her sexual fantasy. If she was a cow, she could eat off the ground, have sex, and lay in the sun all day without anyone telling her she was lazy or entitled. On top of that, she would receive regular milking; wouldn't that be perfect?

The adrenaline within her surged, growing more intense as she reached a shaky hand down to clean her tender pussy while fondling her breast with the other. As her fingers brushed against the folds, she shuddered and let out a low moan. It took only the slightest bit of stimulation to set her off. "Oh god…" She imagined a bull approaching her from behind, sliding his muscular tongue over her steamy, wet vulva as he gave her a vigorous tasting.

"Brock-- yes, do it… Stick it all the way up," she growled, shaking as she slid two fingers inside her body. A bull quickly found his way to Laura's backside within her fantasy, deciding immediately that he had to be Brock. Her pussy quivered, spasming as it gripped her fingers and desperately squeezed. It wasn't enough; two fingers weren't enough to satiate her needs after Brock showed her what a real man was like. “More-- I need more…” The bull of her fantasy pulled his head away and mounted her, positioning his mighty cock against the sticky crevice concealing her pussy hole. As he let out a guttural grunt and pushed forward, Laura squealed with delight and adjusted her fingers, slowly pushing her entire hand into her birth canal. "Mmmooooo!" Laura cried as her hand slid up to the wrist. Her vaginal walls contracted and quivered, seeping viscous lubricant.

"Yes, yes-- I…" Her thoughts cut off. How could she get her whole hand up there so quickly? What was happening to her? Well, that was a dumb question. She was turning into a cow, and a typical human pussy would prove inadequate for accepting a testosterone-riddled bull's gargantuan manhood, right? Of course, her vagina would change to accommodate-- it was a beautiful natural thing for a cow. Yes-- yes, a cow can easily take in something of this size, she told herself, pulling her hand out a few inches before pushing in further than before.

"Hnnngg-- mmmooooo!" Laura moaned loudly. As she did so, fur crept up her arms and legs, sliding past her shoulders as it gradually covered more of her body. "Mmmm…" She closed her eyes tightly, mooing and moaning in ecstasy. Brock was such a big, mighty bull beyond compare. Upon opening her eyes, she noticed the water beating down on her had a reddish hue. Rust? or maybe-- mmm… Yes, Brock… Laura's thoughts trailed off, deciding it made more sense to follow her primal instincts. The imaginary Brock continued to fuck her from behind, going faster and faster. Simultaneously, the farmer grabbed her teats and started to milk her simultaneously. Laura was a greedy, lust-filled cow who wanted to have her cake and eat it too. Yes, yes, oh god… I wonder if I'll get to be fucked and milked at the same time when I finish my transformation, she gleefully smirked as her body quaked and quivered.

Milk spurted from Laura's tits with no end in sight as she alternated between both breasts. Between her legs, her vulva pulsated, leaking sticky fluid down her thighs before the water washed it away. "Mmmmoooo!" She wailed, sinking her arm in a few inches past the wrist. She got a third of her forearm lodged in her pussy, feeling a sense of great pride as a powerful orgasm pulsed through her lower body. I-- I will be able to fully accept my mate…  The fact her pussy stretched and grew to accommodate Brock's increasingly bull-like cock brought a kind of happiness she couldn't describe.

The faint sound of bones grinding and popping sounded from Laura's thick, womanly frame but was barely noticeable amongst moans and running water. Her nose flattened and shifted ever so slightly, her calves tingling and wobbling while what felt like invisible hands reached in to reshape them. "Aghhh-- mooooo!" Laura gasped, her back pressing against the wall as she slid onto her butt. While sitting on the bath floor, she pushed her hips up and continued shoving her arm in and out.

Sccchhhlrp! Scchhlrp!

Her fuck hole pulsed and writhed with each lust-fueled thrust. "Aghh--moon!" While lost in the sea of unfathomable pleasure, she barely recognized that her feet were creaking and grinding. Before her eyes, she watched her ankles elongate, the shape of her legs changing to something more animal and less human. "Ooooh!" A tiny voice in the back of her head screamed for her to stop. She was turning into a fucking animal; it was happening before her very eyes, and all she could do was moan and masturbate. She should have been horrified as her toes tingled like they had fallen asleep and darkened while gradually fusing together. It didn't take a rational mind for her to comprehend that her feet would become hooves in a matter of minutes. "Mmmooooo!" Her mouth slowly pushed outward, forming a slight muzzle-like shape, while her ears had nearly moved to the top of her head, taking on a primarily cow-like appearance. This was also when her lower abdomen tingled and took on a faint, pinkish hue.

Fur now covered over seventy percent of her body, sprouting all her back, hips, and waist. As it grew over her face, only her tits, chest, and abdomen were uncovered. "MMMMOOOOO!" Laura couldn't stop. Her arm slid in another few inches as she reached her climax. She saw stars, all remaining coherent thoughts in her head vacating instantly. She might not have become a whole cow yet, but it was only a matter of time.

Minutes later, Laura finally stood, still basking in the afterglow of the best session of self-pleasure she had ever experienced. She couldn't stop thinking about eating grass, being milked, and getting fucked while spending lazy days with her precious cows. She barely noticed that her feet were hooves as she shakily regained her footing and walked out of the shower.

Maybe Brock will fuck me again tonight. From behind-- while milking me, yes… She happily purred as she stood in front of the mirror. When she finally looked at herself, she froze, eyes widening. Her heart nearly stopped as the gravity of her situation hit in an instant.

The woman in the mirror barely resembled a human. Her tits were straight out of hentai, which was beach-ball sized mammaries that stayed perky despite their enormity. Her hips and ass were similarly fat, making it doubtful any of her skirts, pants, or panties would fit. She shakily moved a fur-covered hand to her mouth, touching the flattened nose on her pseudo-muzzle, which looked halfway between cow and human. On top of all these changes, her once blue eyes were now dark brown in color.

She froze, staring up and down as she examined her new body with conflicting feelings of awe and horror. Oh god, I-- no… I-- She mentally stammered, repeatedly blinking as she staggered back a couple of steps. I-- just-- She noticed a black fur splotch on her hip that vaguely resembled a heart. I-- oh, that's cute. She suddenly giggled, wondering if she would keep that cute heart-shaped patch when she finished transitioning to her proper form.

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