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Laura stared at her reflection, feeling a sense of dissonance. Is this…  Me?  How is this possible? She understood how it happened, but it hadn’t fully hit her until now.  A mild pang of horror slowly washed through her body.  The cow-woman in the mirror was her.  This was the reality of her situation.  Before she could have a meltdown, a strange sense of calm flowed through her body.  She already knew this was going to happen; why freak out now?  Her new body could feel so much unbridled pleasure; did she really want to return to the way things were before?

She took a slow breath, her nostrils flaring as she licked her lips.  In this form, she felt much closer to her precious cows.  Would they accept her like this if she grazed with them and enjoyed a lazy day under the sun?  They already did, but that wasn’t the point.  Before she could get too far into her musings, a loud rumble sounded from her stomach, causing her to wince and place a furred hand over her tummy.

“Damn, I need something to eat,” she grumbled, her ears twitching.  There was a peculiar, itchy pressure below her navel as well.  She scratched herself, letting out a low grunt with a wince.  “Do I have a rash?” She asked herself.  While the whole situation was bizarre and unnatural to begin with, she found herself harping on the more minor inconveniences.

Laura turned and shakily walked to the living room, attempting to steady herself on her new hoove-like legs.  This-- this isn’t an awful thing.  My life will be better from now on.  This is what I want… She told herself, forcing the maelstrom of confused emotions to the back of her psyche.

As she went to the bedroom and found Brock, she stared down at his muscular, inhuman form.  He was so tall and strong, a coat of jet-black fur coating his body.  As his chest rose and fell while sleep breathing, she couldn’t help but find it adorable when his bull-like nostrils flared.  A tingle went down her spine as she shifted her eyes down toward his flaccid cock.  Even in this state, it was massive, hanging at least a foot as it clung to this thigh.

Laura’s pupils dilated as she remained transfixed on Brock’s impressive manhood.  A tiny voice in the back of her head screamed for her to take it into her mouth and slide her hot, wet tongue all over.  She knew his penis was covered with various dried fluids, but the musty smell was intoxicating.  Simultaneously, the space below her navel throbbed and prickled.  After a moment of hesitation, she shakily knelt by the bedside and brushed her trembling fingertips against the dark-skinned shaft.

“Mmmmm…”  The sleeping Brock grunted and shuddered, licking his lips before returning to his breathing rhythm.

I should find food for us…  This can wait, Laura grumbled, stroking her fur-coated fingers over the smooth, veiny flesh.  As she did so, Brock’s cock stirred and gradually erected itself before Laura’s eyes.  Her heart raced as her lips curled into a smile of pure elation.  It kept growing before her very eyes, going from an impressive sapling to a great redwood that stood tall and proud.  “Even in your sleep, huh?”  Laura giggled.  It wouldn’t hurt to slide down onto her precious bull and ride him, would it?  A memory of one of her cows getting fucked quickly flashed through her head.  For a moment, she thought it would be nicer to have sex in a field, under the hot summer sun while on all-fours

Grrrrwll~

Laura winced at the sound of her angry stomach, placing a hand over her tummy.  “Ugh…  Fine, later then…”  She reluctantly stood to her feet and peered down at the masculine figure, admiring his turgid pillar as it remained hard.  Sorry, sweetheart.  I’ll get us food first, she thought before turning to walk from the room.  She hadn’t noticed, but walking on her new hooves had become easier.

As she began to collect her clothes from Brock’s bedroom floor, a thought occurred to her.  Where was she exactly?  Her new hot piece of man meat took her to his apartment, but she had been too distracted to pay attention to where they were going.  With a sigh, she rummaged around the room for her purse, eventually finding it in the corner beneath her previously discarded hoodie.

She fished her phone out and looked for food nearby.  She couldn’t help but admire the glossy white fur covering her hands as she tapped away, .  A black splotch on her left wrist reminded her of Cherry, one of the more recent cows on her farm.  She stared for a good minute as a pang of dread manifested within her chest.  The freezing ball of terror within her lost form, bursting apart as it seeped through her torso.  I shouldn’t have fur-- I shouldn’t have spots…  Her hands trembled as she took a couple of wobbly steps back and collapsed onto the foot of Brocks’ bed.  “What am I doing?”  She muttered, shaking her head.  She just wanted a break from being a salve worker; that didn’t mean she wanted to turn into a literal fucking cow, spending her days eating and shitting where she stood while occasionally being milked and fucked.  What was happening to her?  She raised one of her ankles, staring down at the cloven hoof and bestial foreleg that greeted her.

Laura immediately thought back to a day out with her friends she had last year;  getting a pedicure with her besties while laughing over bad stories and drinking a chai latte from Starbucks.  She snapped back to reality and stared at her hoof.  She didn’t even have feet; pedicures were now a distant dream for her.  A few tears streamed from her face as she lifted her hands.  They were still basically human from the time being, but if they became hooves like her feet, she would lose an astronomical amount of herself.  No more video games, driving, writing, sports-- nothing.  She wouldn’t even be able to put clothes on.

If she became a cow, all of her humanity and femininity would slip away.  She wouldn’t even be able to speak.  She put her hands over her face, starting to hyperventilate as the gravity of her current situation came to light, dragging her all the way from orbit back to earth.  She got on all-fours and ate salad off a restaurant floor like an animal.  She pushed her friends away, and now they might never speak to her again.

“I-- I don’t want this!”  She cried.  Where was that being?  That red crystal thing.  It spoke to her in dreams and in her head; it had to be listening and watching.  It was this crystal’s fault she was losing her mind and starting to believe she might actually like turning into a bloated beast.  Talk to me!  You-- you said I didn’t have to change if I didn’t want to, right?  I-- I think you said that!  You can read my mind, can’t you!?  Please…  Please turn me back!  I don’t want this! She internally screamed, panic finally setting in fully.

“I’m not doing anything, Laura,” the voice suddenly answered.

Laura’s eyes widened, adrenaline surging through her as she broke out into a cold sweat.  You did all of THIS!  Don’t lie to me…  You have been manipulating me this whole time!  Please stop this!  I don’t want to be a cow!

“I only started the changes for you.  At this point, I am but a passive observer,” the voice curtly responded. “I wasn’t lying.  If you don’t want to be a cow, you can stop this from happening.  It’s not up to me whether you become a cow, but I can assure you that you’ll be well taken care of when you become one.”

When she did become one?  This alien being was speaking as if it was already set in stone.  What do you mean?  How can I stop this? She demanded.

“It’s simple.  Continue to resist any temptations of cowhood while embracing the humanity you claim you want to be returned to you.” It plainly stated. “You will become what you truly desire to be.  If you end up human, it’s because that’s what you want.  If you end up a cow, it’s because that’s what you want.  If you go with the flow, you end up happy.  There’s no losing in this situation.”

That seemed like a load of shit to her.  She had to resist and embrace humanity.  How could that happen when she looked like this?  How can I-- as she thought, her stomach rumbled again.  She thought about eating a tub of grass and salad greens, followed by a brief fantasy of fucking Brock and getting milked.  The terror within her partially subsided as giddiness filled in the gaps.  She loved eating delicious food and getting fucked.  Laura wasn’t sure if she was losing her grip on reality, but she was certain that screwing Brock, having her tits fondled, and eating greenery had elicited more happiness within her than getting her nails done, putting on cute clothes, or seeing a movie with the girls.

No, I--, she internally stammered, tightly closing her eyes. That shouldn’t make me happier…  I shouldn’t enjoy those things so much more than human pleasures, she pleaded, half to herself and half to the being in her head.

“If you truly want this to stop, it will stop.  For now, get yourself some food so you can think clearly,” the voice suggested.  “Don’t worry about your physical form; my reach has grown, and you will find the town much more accepting of you than you might accept.”

Laura’s eyebrow raised.  What do you mean by that?? She waited a minute for a response but got none.  Laura sighed, standing on her hooves.  The all-consuming terror within her had receded into a faint tingle of apprehension.  It was impossible to avoid how hungry she was.  Maybe she could think more clearly if she put something in her stomach.

She made her way to the kitchen, deciding it wouldn’t hurt to check Brock’s food supplies before leaving. throwing open the mostly bare cupboards, she found protein powder, pancake mix, and other substances that didn’t appeal to her.  With a grunt, she moved to the fridge, her massive ass, and tits bouncing with every step.  The image of Brock’s penis was still burned into the back of her mind, haunting her and leaving her in a constant state of mild arousal.

“Seriously?”  Laura sighed as she opened the refrigerator.  It was mostly empty except for mountain dew cans and deli meat.  This wouldn’t work for her; trekking out would be the best course of action.

After getting dressed and checking her phone, Laura headed out.  She should have been more worried about going out in this horrific, half-cow form, but, for some reason, the crystal being’s reassurance was enough to curb her anxiety.  I just need something to fill my stomach so I can think clearly, she insisted, heading down the stairs.  According to Google Maps, there was a strip mall with a grocery store and restaurants about fifteen minutes away by foot.

Laura took a deep breath and readied herself before descending the stairs and walking out into the apartment complex parking lot.  No one seemed to be out and about, which seemed slightly odd to her, but she could easily be overthinking things.  She got onto the sidewalk and headed toward the front gate.  It took only a couple of minutes for sweat to start beading on her body, saturating her fur.  Her rotund ass and tits made movement a bit more strenuous than she would expect.  Would she be able to make it?

Her breasts tingled, her nipples brushing against the fabric of her oversized hoodie.  “Mmmmm…”  She made a small moan, turning red as she adjusted the fabric.  Her pussy continuously twitched and writhed, annoying her as much as her stomach did.  I can fuck Brock later; chill! She hissed, grimacing as she walked outside the gate and onto the sidewalk.  Once she rounded the corner thirty yards away, she would be on a street with many businesses.

She cast a glance back toward the found by the leasing office, noticing a faint red hue tinting the water.  That surely wasn’t normal, right?  A deep growl within her stomach and a throb within her sex wrenched her away from that thought train.  “I-- I need food,” she mumbled, keeping her eyes forward as she trekked onward.

It was hard for her to pay attention to her surroundings while so lost in thought.  Did she want to be human?  Did she want to be a cow?  Was she out of her goddamn mind for even being uncertain of whether she wanted to be human?  These thoughts relentlessly nagged her, refusing to let up.  She barely noticed that she was approaching someone on the sidewalk in front of her.

“M-- Miss…  Can you help me? Haha…”  A feminine voice called.

Laura blinked, shifting her eyes to the woman in front of her.  She immediately froze, staring in awe and horror at the sight in front of her.  This woman wore blue jeans and a halter top but was coated with a layer of brown fur.  She had pronounced canine teeth and a face somewhere between human and dog, with a mouth that stuck out with a bit of a muzzle-like quality.  She also kept her hands in her front pockets.

Laura glanced downward, noticing the shape of her body seeming less feminine than she would expect.  A row of nipples rose from the waistband of her jeans, covering her lower belly.  Not only that, but her breasts seemed quite small.  At least, too small for the bra she had on.

“M-- MIss I need some hel--” her face contorted into a feral gaze mid-sentence.  “Grrrrrrr!”  Her long, shaggy tail quickly flicked back and forth.

“W-- What?”  Was all Laura could stammer, taking a step back.

“O-- Oh, I-- I’m sorry!”  She giggled.  “That happens sometimes, but I haven’t bitten or scratched-- it’s just-- these…  These instincts are hard to resist sometimes, haha…”  The strange woman said with a toothy grin.  “I-- I really just need some help, please, ma’am,” she pleaded, her furry ears folding down to her head.

Laura was disturbed, but not nearly as freaked out as she thought she would have been.  So, it wasn’t just her?  She wasn’t sure whether to find that fact horrifying or relieving.  “How…  How can I help you?”  She asked, still keeping a healthy distance.  All the while, her tits and vulva continued to twitch and pulse.  Brock now lived rent-free in her head, and she did her best to keep said Brock in her head crammed into a closet.  But that wasn’t quite enough to stop her uncontrollable horniness.

“I-- I’m Brittney…  I was going out to get food, and-- well-- haha…”  She pulled the hands from her pockets, showing them to Laura. Instead of human hands, she had canine-like paws.  There was nothing human about them.  While Britney’s legs and feet seemed normal, it seemed her upper body was getting hit the hardest.

Laura opened her mouth to speak but wasn’t sure what to say.  “Oh-- I…”  Was this going to be her situation soon enough?”

“This happened while I was heading to the store, so I can’t really pick things up now.  Can you help me with shopping pl-- grrrr!”  Her words cut off as she once again let out a growl.  “P-- please-- sorry about that!”  She giggled as if all of this were a minor inconvenience.

Laura stayed frozen.  Should she help her?  The growling concerned her. “I suppose-- I mean, I guess I could--”

“Snrt snnnrt!”

A sudden, loud snorting noise caused the two women to turn toward the street.  A massive, bloated pink hog was Waltzing toward them at a slow pace.  The creature nearly resembled the fat pig you would see on a farm, complete with front and back hooves.  While the body was that of a pig, the head looked stuck somewhere between pig and human, with a flat, pig-like nose and blue, human eyes.  A mess of brown hair was on its head, though it appeared much had likely fallen out in clumps.

Laura stared in horror, backtracking another couple of steps.  “What-- what the fuck?”  She whispered to herself, shaking her head.  Did that crystal thing do this? What the hell was she looking at?

The man-faced pig looked up at the women with a half-glazed expression.  “F-- female…”  he groaned as his body shuddered.  His pig cock hung erect below him.  “I-- I need…  A mate-- please…  Let me…  Let me bree-- snnoort snort!” His words broke into animalistic sounds mid-sentence as the pig creature sauntered toward the women.

Laura shook her head.  This was a big nope for her.  “Come on-- let’s get out of here.  I’ll help you shop,” Laura said quickly, grabbing Brittney’s hand-- err, paw, and briskly dragging her off.

Loud snorting and grunting could be heard behind them, disappearing into the distance as they continued their trek to find food.

CHAPTER END

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