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What advantages came with being human? Laura could enjoy all kinds of food, cute clothes, television, browsing the internet, etcetera. However, a massive catch came attached to these vices. As she wasn't one of the lucky few, a life of slave labor and chasing paychecks were the only guarantees that human life offered her.

"Uggh-- mm--mooooo!" Laura moaned as her hands and feets creaked and snapped. Seconds later, her hooves had fully formed. She stared at her front legs in horror and tried to open and close her hands. Instead, she only managed to wiggle and flex her hooves, which lacked the coordination and grace they once had.

Her shoulders broadened while her hips expanded and reshaped along with her spine. As this happened, she tried to stand but found it impossible. Her body's changing shape naturally urged Laura toward standing on four hooves.

"Mmoooo!" She wailed in horror and delight. Her body shuddered and broke out in goosebumps while her insides churned. It was impossible to tell what was happening inside her at any given time, but she felt organs and viscera melting away as her insides churned. 'What's-- what's happening inside of me?' She pleaded, letting out a moo as her face contorted and restructured.

"It's okay to enjoy these sensations. You will have shed all of your humanity soon," the voice of Rynn gently assured, speaking directly into her head.

A wave of calm pulsed through Laura, partially drowning out her building dread and tension. 'How can I want this? I… I'm scared to be human again-- I shouldn't feel this way,' she insisted. Her ears gradually migrated upward while her mouth pushed outward into a muzzle, one millimeter at a time.

"Mmroooo!" She staggered and stepped back, her tongue thickening while her teeth flattened into tools better suited for chewing greenery. Now trembling, she tilted her growing head downward, glancing at the massive tits hanging from her chest.

To her horror and awe, her fat chest mounds slowly receded into her expanding ribcage. And, while she couldn't see it, she could feel her feminine and supple ass dissipating into the rectangular mass of her increasingly bovine-like body.

Her tail extended out to its full length and frantically flicked. When she tried to focus on how utterly horrifying her current predicament was, her mind grew fuzzy and flooded with happier thoughts.

'I'll play with Brittney and talk to Laura daily.'

No, that wasn't enough-- that wasn't good enough to justify being a cow. Surely, if she could just confidently tell Rynn that she wanted to be human again, he would change her back. She staggered on all four hooves, moaning and mooing while cow hormones and instincts permeated every fiber of her being.

'I can eat as much as I want every day. My friends here won't judge me.'

She recalled how humiliating eating off the floor at the salad bar had been. Random strangers and her friends all looked at her with disgust. Had it really been so bad for her to enjoy a meal? Why should she feel bad for eating? Her eyes widened when she realized where her thought train was going. The inevitability of cow-hood hit her like a ton of bricks. No matter how hard she tried to muster up the strength and courage to demand her humanity back, she could not commit. The allures of livestock life tempted and tantalized Laura, promising her a better life if she just gave in and stopped fighting.

"You have such a lovely fur coat, Laura," Cassie suddenly stated, placing a hand on her sister's back as she rubbed her gently.

"Moooo…" Laura responded. By now, her tits mainly had receded into her chest cavity, and her ass had lost most of its roundness. She didn't want to admit it, but receiving warm compliments and pets from Cass made her extremely happy.

'I can have the best sex of my life whenever I want. My teets will get milked whenever they're sore,' Laura's obtrusive musings continued.

Amidst her transformation, Laura fell into a state of daydreaming. She fantasized about waking up in a stable while her cow friends stirred and got up with her. As the morning sun shone overhead, they strutted into the pasture and enjoyed an endless banquet of verdant greenery. No one would stop her from indulging in her gluttony, so she could binge to her heart's content. She imagined getting milked in the afternoon while pleasurable shocks reverberated through her swollen udder.

"Mmmooooo…" Laura moaned as her vulva writhed and twitched. Her sex gradually elongated and grew puffier, better suited to her new form.

"I'm proud of you. It takes courage to embrace your true self," Cass stated warmly.

Laura imagined the sun setting on the farm when a massive black bull strutted out and flared his nostrils. The gigantic, throbbing pillar of masculinity between his legs called to her. In her eyes, no creature was sexier than a well-muscled bull.

When Laura returned to reality, she saw that her breasts had vanished entirely. She felt something fall from her head and quickly noticed her hair falling in clumps. Her first instinct was to cry out in anguish, but her subconscious refused to let her think that way.

'That just means you're almost in your true form.'

Was that her own internal voice or Rynn's? Laura wasn't sure, but it wasn't like she could fight regardless. This was really it, wasn't it? There was no going back from this point. Her body was in the last stages of transformation as her remaining human characteristics faded into the visage of a fat farm animal.

She was increasingly aware of how heavy and lumbering her new body felt. When she took a couple of shaky steps forward, she felt the actual weight of her new form, her engorged udder swinging low enough for her teats to nearly touch the ground.

She stood there and blinked, swiveling to look at her body. Nothing remained of the old Laura; she didn't have the best look at herself but could already tell she would fit right in with the rest of her cow sisters. "Moooo…" She whined, simultaneously feeling like she had gained and lost something important. This was real. It actually happened. The gravity of her new reality hadn't fully sunk in yet.

"I can't believe how gorgeous you are, Laura," Cass purred with a gentle smile. "Follow me; I'm sure you're eager to settle into your new life."

Laura's worries partially melted away upon hearing her sister's words. Her tail flicked as she followed Cass. She couldn't help but feel sad upon admiring her sister's feminine shape and nice butt. Those were human traits; she would never again get to admire how nice her butt looked in a nice pair of jeans. 'I-- I can never be pretty like you again….' She internally muttered.

Cass stopped and turned to face Laura with a concerned look. "Sweetheart…" She placed her hands on Laura's cheeks. "Rynn doesn't see beauty in terms of human and not human, and neither should well. If I'm a beautiful person, that just means you're a beautiful cow," she promised.

‘I-- but… I just…' Laura stammered, flaring her nostrils as her tail swished. Could she really be beautiful despite being a cow?

"Humans don't get to define the standard for beauty. You are a perfect and wonderful cow, Laura. I'm not just saying that; you're incredible," Cass insisted, leaning in as she kissed the top of Laura's head.

To some extent, Laura still doubted those words, but she found it difficult not to feel giddy. 'Do you really mean that? Even though I look like this?'

Cassie showed nothing but love and warmth toward her sibling. "I wouldn't lie to you. Come on now, okay?" She asked warmly, turning as she walked forward.

Laura hesitantly stepped forward, putting one hoof before the other as she followed Cass. She turned her head from right to left, taking in her surroundings. She had spent so much time fretting over her transformation that she felt relieved knowing it was over. A small part of her still screamed that she should fight for her humanity, but she couldn't overwrite the fuzzy veil of euphoria clouding her brain. No more working and suffering; every day would be like a vacation with no obligations.

As they neared the stables, Laura wracked her brain for anything she'd miss being able to do as a human. She focused on the thought of eating all kinds of human food; brownies, ice cream, pizza, Thai, Chinese, etcetera. Instead of longing, she felt nothing but visceral disgust. The idea of eating all of that junk made her stomach turn. Why should she care about processed garbage when lush greenery surrounded her? She could lean over and feast from almost anywhere, and it would also be healthier for her.

"You can sleep anywhere you want in here, okay?" Cass promised as she walked into the stables, which had been fixed up nicely since the last time she was here. There were hay bails and plenty of comfortable places to sleep as a fat cow.

Laura carefully took in her surroundings as she instinctively determined what would make the comfiest bed. While figuring out her next move, a ball of anxiety formed in the pit of her stomach. What about her mattress? Her air conditioning? All the amenities she reveled in as a human was now lost to her.

Then again, did any of that matter? Cows seemed happy enough with their sleeping accommodations and lived somewhere warm. She had a gut feeling that comfort wouldn't be a problem.

"Lost in thought?" Cass curiously asked, placing a hand on Laura's side as she rubbed her gently. "Can I do anything for you?"

Laura gazed at her sister blankly, trying to figure out what to do or say. 'What-- what will my daily life look like from now on?' She struggled to conceptualize her new life as livestock despite logically knowing what it would entail.

"Let's see…" Cassie placed a hand on her chin and pursed her lips. "Wake up, eat, drink, stretch, and defecate… As many milkings as you need, playing with your farm friends, and even breeding when you desire a mate." She let out a longing sigh and slightly huffed. "Honestly, I'm a little jealous. That sounds pretty great, huh?"

Laura momentarily wanted to argue but stopped dead as she mentally ran through what a day of cow life might be like. She imagined sleeping in, waking up, and then going through the various activities proposed by Cass. Even the thought of eating grass or getting fucked by a massive bull cock was enough to send a shiver down her spine. She began to salivate as her pussy convulsed.

She remembered Brock, the man who took her home from the mall. She clearly pictured his impressive, turgid manhood and ruminated on how wonderful it felt to be completely and utterly filled.

The image of Brock in her head contorted into a massive, mighty bull with powerful muscles. In her fantasy, she lazily grazed when a hot tongue suddenly pressed to her vulva. She let out pleased moos as the great beast orally pleasured her before mounting her and burying his cock deep within her wet folds. "Mooo…" She let out a real moo without thinking.

Cass giggled. "You have a boyfriend, right? Brock, I think his name was."

Laura swatted her tail and felt a pressure building deep within her pelvis, but it was different than her usual arousal. 'I will get to see him again?'

"Rynn told me he's finishing his changes. He will join us here in a day or two," Cassie assured.

Laura felt pure excitement, a low moo escaping her lips. 'He will--' she was speaking when her tail suddenly rose without warning. She had no idea what was happening, but a voice of pure instinct overruled all else.

'Urinate. Relieve yourself.'

Urine sprayed out from Laura's urethra and dribbled down her thigh. She let out a moo of humiliation as she tried and failed to stop herself. What the hell was that!? Despite her best effort, she couldn't exercise any semblance of control. "Mooo!" She groaned, taking a couple of steps back. Urinating before her sister was the last thing she wanted to do. ‘I-- I’m sorry…’ She stammered.

Cass cast a sympathetic look toward Laura as she ran her fingers over her cheek. "You're a cow, sweetie. You can go wherever you want now; there's nothing wrong with behaving as a cow should."

Despite Cassie's insistence, Laura still felt a deep sense of embarrassment. A part of her was thrilled by the prospect of being able to pee and shit wherever she pleased, but she didn't want to admit it. 'I-- I know cows can go wherever they want, but… I should have a sense of modesty. I shouldn't enjoy the perks of being a dumb animal,' Laura vehemently insisted, letting out another low moo as she flared her nostrils in frustration.

Cassie shook her head in response, letting out a small sigh. "There's nothing dumb about you. Also, you're not going to be a normal cow, remember? Your mind will always be there; it's not like your mind will completely devolve into a cow's. Only humans care about privacy in the bathroom; there's nothing unnatural about following nature's call."

Laura held onto Cassie's every word. She honestly had no idea what she would do without her, and now, a wall of exhaustion began to crash over her. Today had been long and arduous; it was only natural she would feel fatigued. 'Thank you, Cass… I think-- I think I need sleep…' She let out a soft moo and blinked a couple of times.

After that, Cass offered some more reassurances to Laura before promising to see her in the morning and heading inside. Laura watched her sister walk toward the farmhouse and felt a strange disconnect. She would never walk on two feet again and never again sleep in a human bed.

A confused moo escaped her lips before she found a comfy bed of hay to hunker down on. Proper rest was of the utmost importance. Tomorrow was the first day of the rest of her life, and there would be plenty for her to adjust to.

CHAPTER END

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