After getting hired as a farmhand, Sonia learns the hard way why you should never bite the hand that feeds you. (Female into full cow FTF caption.)<br /><br />Read the uncensored version here:<br /><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://twitter.com/RoryRouses/status/1633583603543048192/photo/1">twitter.com/RoryRouses/status/&hellip;</a><br /><br />Read captions and stories up to two months early on Patreon:<br /><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/roryrouses">www.patreon.com/roryrouses</a><br /><br />~~~<br /><br />Story Text:<br /><br /><br />Sonia groans, doubling over in the farm stable she works in. Her insides quiver as she breaks into a sweat, soaking through her shirt. &nbsp; &#8220;Ughh-- what the fuck?&#8221; &nbsp;She grunts, brushing her long amber-colored locks from her face. Food poisoning, perhaps? Admittedly, she has been stealing produce and eggs when she can. The old couple who hired her surely hadn&#8217;t caught on, right? &#8220;Ahhhh, fuck!&#8221; &nbsp;The damp cotton covering her C up tits and supple ass tighten, stretching and creaking in protest.<br /><br /> &#8220;W-- What!?&#8221; &nbsp;She gasps as her tits balloon, ripping her shirt and bra asunder. When her ass follows suit and tears through her lower garments, she loses her balance, falling to her hands and knees. Immediately after, her body grows tingly as extreme pressure forms in her wrists and lower legs. A feeling of itchiness erupts in patches, spreading outward as a white fur coat with black splotches coats her increasingly curvy form. <br /><br />&#8220;Oh god!!&#8221; &nbsp;Her vulva and nipples pulsed as her body expanded and changed, her tits leaking a steady stream of milk. &#8220;MMmo---oooh!&#8221; &nbsp;Sonia cries in ecstasy as the orgasmic bursts coalesce into a magnificent climax. As her mind goes blank, she hardly notices her face reshaping. Small horns pop from her head, her ears migrating higher and broadening. When her senses return, she recognizes how bizarre her legs and arms feel. With a whimper, she lifts her arms, staring at her hands. <br /><br />She tries to move her fingers, but they lock up and stop moving. She tries to wiggle her toes and is horrified to find she can&#8217;t. &#8220;I-- I need my hands!&#8221; Sonia wails as her fingers fuse and calcify, morphing into lovely cloven hooves. She panics, trying to stand, but finds herself unable to. &#8220;I-- Ihmm naht an ahnnimal!&#8221; &nbsp;Her reshaping mouth makes it hard to speak correctly. &nbsp;<br /><br />A pleasurable yet bizarre sensation manifests below her navel. &#8220;Mmmooo!&#8221; &nbsp;She moans before tuning her. Catching a glance, she realizes in horror that a lovely set of udders were taking form.