(Preview for 'Moo-ry Christmas', a 3500 word FTF anthro cow story with public humiliation, ass/breast expansion, tearing/tightening clothes, karmic justice, etc) Feeling jaded and drunk off of bourbon, Santa decides to do something special this year for the naughty and nice men and women of the world.  We meet Marianne, a certified naughty 21-year-old woman who starts to undergo some peculiar and troublesome changes while driving to her booty cal's house on Christmas


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Udder Humiliation
(Preview for "Moo-ry Christmas")



Utterly freaking out, she waddled forward as fast as she could. By now, other bystanders not on the naughty list saw her and gasped in shock. A couple and their two young children gawked.


"Momma! That lady looks like a moo moo cow!" The little girl yelled in confused excitement while tugging on her mom's sleeve.


'C-- Cow? No-- this is a fucking joke. This isn't real-- it can't be.' Marianne pleaded with herself. A feeling of complete humiliation permeated the storm of negative emotions, adding to the fear-fueled tempest. People watched her, staring and pointing at her and others who apparently suffered the same fate. "I-- I'm n-- nosshh a-- a c-- cooooooo!" She tried to yell in anger when her bra suddenly snapped beneath her shirt. Her tits broke free from the A-cup bra, having expanded to C-cup and still growing. "Uuuuuugh-- oooooh!" Marianne stammered and moaned while stumbling forward, tears streaming from her face. With her breasts free, they grew more quickly, passing the D range as even her baggy shirt started to prove a tight fit.


While the horrified couple tried to pull their children away, the son looked back with his mouth agape. "I-- I can see Miss Cow Lady's nipples!" He squealed as if tattling on someone who had done something naughty. "Is she a bad lady???"


"D-- Don't look at her! Come on now," the father insisted, grabbing both kids by the hand as the family attempted to leave the scene quickly.


Marianne sniffed as the waterworks continued. Glancing down, she tried to look at her nipples but was greeted by her own nose and mouth obscuring her view. A clear image of a cow-like muzzle stood in her path, mocking her. 'I don't want to be a goddamn cow!' She tried to cover her breasts as she neared the apartment complex, but her expecting ass proved too much, tearing her panties asunder and tearing the denim straight down the back, exposing her rotund, half-fur-coated ass for all to see. Along with that, a nub-like cow tail sprouted and extended outward at an alarming rate.



"Mmmghhh!" She grunted and sobbed, unable to hide or cover herself. She was fully aware of her exposed features but could do nothing but try to escape as quickly as possible. Everything and everyone was in disarray, the usually peaceful street becoming a scene of complete chaos.