What do you mean you're not a woman? Have you seen yourself? Now, now. Don't be shy, there's lots to enjoy in your new body. Be an obedient little cow for me and let me show you some of the benefits, okay? (MTF cow woman caption with teasing, submission, and a mistress showing you some pleasure)


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Story Text:


“I— I’m a man...  I’m not a girl— I’m not...”  You stammer, eyes clenched tight.

“Oh, sweetheart,” a buxom woman in a nurse's uniform laughs.  “Look at yourself, dear.  eyes open.”

You tremble and reluctantly obey, opening your eyes as you look toward the mirror, feeling a disconnect as a gorgeous woman stares back at you.  She has broad hips, large, perky breasts, a slim physique, and a few decidedly unhuman traits.  A small set of horns, a cow-like tail, and bovine ears that taper down.  “No— I... I can’t be a woman— a cow...”  You whine, trying to ignore the tingling from your hardened nipples and the bizarre, hot throbbing between your legs.

“Oh?”  The nurse raises an eyebrow.  “What do you mean, you can’t?”  She stands behind you and reaches forward.

You let out a loud, startled gasp when she grasps your left tit and gives it a squeeze, waves of painful pleasure coursing through your chest.  Your legs quiver while your clit aches in desperation, eager for the same attention your breasts are receiving.  “D— Don’t— I...  Mmm ooooh...”  You moan as your tail swishes about.

“Sweetheart,” the nurse laughs.  “You are a cow and a woman.  Your voice is so sweet, and you have this lovely set of sensitive tits.”

The pleasure intensifies when she pinches your nipples, causing a surge of adrenaline to course through your supple frame.  Your vagina writhes and spasms involuntarily, a small trickle of milk oozing from your breast while an unwanted feeling of relief washes over you.  Being milked and having the tension within your tits relieved feels good; far better than you could have imagined.

“I’m pretty sure there’s not a single masculine thing about you, dear,” the nurse insists, tracing her fingers down her abdomen and waist.

You want to yell in protest, but are unable to muster up a single words as you feel her fingers press over your smooth pubic mound.  When they reach your vulva and slip into the damp folds, your crotch erupts with warmth.  “Mmm— ooooh!”  You moan as ripples of bliss disperse through your sex.  When she starts to just barely rub a fingertip over your clit, your hips arch and you instinctively push against her, every fiber of your being screaming for release.  ‘I— I have to fight this— no, no, no...’

Unable to put up a real fight, you’re left quivering and moaning as tension bubbles within your clit, spasms of ecstasy washing through your lower body.  You barely have time to react as two of her fingers slide lower and start to press into your vagina while she uses her thumb to stimulate your sensitive nub of flesh.

The feeling of penetration is bizarre and incredible, unlike anything you’ve ever felt before.  Your vaginal muscles quiver and contract, grasping the nurse’s fingers as she curls them to stimulate your g spot.

From this vulnerable position, you’re left barely able to think straight.  Your vagina, clit, and breasts are simultaneously pleasured, flooding you with wonderful sensations you wouldn’t have been able to fathom mere hours earlier.  “Mooooo!”  You cry out as a vagina and clitoral orgasm crash through you, a stream of milk spurting from your nipple while goosebumps form all over your voluptuous body.

The pleasure continues while your mind goes completely blank.  You can’t protest, and more importantly, you wouldn’t want to protest.  You give into the carnal bliss your nurse has lovingly provided.  ‘Maybe— this...  Good...  Ahhh— so good...’   You have no choice in the matter, so isn’t it better to embrace it?  Life as a sensitive, gorgeous cow woman can’t be that awful if you’re allowed to experience such euphoria.