Jeremy fervently shook his head, keeping his arms crossed while his foot rapidly tapped the ground.  “No-- I…  I like being a man-- I wanted to be a father-- a husband…”  He stammered.  His tits had grown into clearly-defined A cups and continued further.  Simultaneously, his waist tightened in tandem with his growing tits and ass.

“Jeremy, I--” Amy began to speak, but stopped and bit her lip as her womb angrily throbbed, heralding the incoming wave of bovine hormones.  Her brain and body swirled in confusion as new instincts collided with old.  All she could do was stare blankly and tremble as she fought to maintain coherency.

Not paying attention, Jeremy stood and ripped the gown off, staging toward the body-length mirror they were provided to check their progress.  “N-- No…”  He gasped, seeing how androgynous he had already become.  His masculine facial features had diminished, looking small and girlish.  Now B cup, his breasts were perfectly shaped and perky.  Down below, his hip-to-waist ratio definitely erred on the side of feminine.  He shook his head in disbelief, taking a step back as fur slowly crept up his hands and feet.  Against his better judgment, he stared downward and straight at his crotch.  To his horror, he saw his dick and balls relocating to a position lower on his pelvis.  With the expansion of his hips, he didn’t have to spread his legs to make room.  

Amy moaned again as she began to get the initial hormonal surge under control.  She shakily lifted her arms and saw brown-splotched, white fur up to her elbows.  Vague notions of devouring greenery and relieving the tension in her now DD tits filled her mind, but she choked those thoughts back.  She saw her nose flatten from beneath her eyes, while her mouth reformed into something slightly more muzzle-like. Would she need to be milked from now on?  Would she actually have to eat grass?  She thought of her food blog and felt a surge of grief when she considered she might never be able to make another entry.  “Ugggh…”  She moaned and stood to her feet, desperately wanting to stand beside her mate.  Her tail grew to half its maximum length and relentlessly swished while a set of horns broke through atop her head.