(F to Cow)

“What a needy girl you are,” Candace laughed. She reached for the pail, letting it clank loudly before approaching her prized heifer.

Even though it had only been a few weeks, she’s gotten gallon after gallon from the cow with no end in sight. “Ready for round… Fourteen? Fifteen? Who’s even counting at this point?”

Arianna’s reply was a dimwitted moo, one undercut with the irresistible need to be milked. She pressed her thighs against her udder, though she didn’t have the mental capacity to do much more than exist.

Funnily enough, it wasn’t too far from how she’d been as a girl…

xXx

Arianna heard a neigh from upstairs, followed by a few loud thumps. Honestly, she was fairly certain it came from her Daddy’s study. She pursed her lips, mulling over the thought as she flipped through her magazine.

Then her eyes caught a particularly interesting article about a new movie with that funny-named actor, and found herself giggling. The noise died down soon enough anyways, so it wasn’t like it was that important. Probably.

A familiar click met her ears, as her mother made her way downstairs. Arianna had no idea why her mom wore those all the time, probably some dumb adult reason. She really didn’t care about that. Instead, whatever was going on upstairs was much more intriguing.

She leaned back on the couch and called out to Candace. “Hey, mom! You… Uh… Having some fun with Dad?”

Candace looked surprised, her hand flitting towards her lips. The motion didn’t quite hide the blush on her face. “Oh, could you hear that? Even from upstairs? I guess we might have been having a little too much fun.”

“I think the neighbors heard you.” Arianna’s giggle turned into a laugh as her mother pet her head.

“Well, we’ll be out of their hair soon enough,” Candace said, as though that made sense. “Besides, you always wanted a pony. In a way, this works out well for everyone.”

It was just riddle after riddle from her mother, and Arianna was in no mood to focus on those. Instead, she sucked on her strawberry milkshake, fresh from Shake & Steak.

“Ooh! I love those shakes! Did you pick me up one?” Candace perked up, tilting her head towards her daughter.

“’Uh… What’s a pony got to do with anything?” Arianna tried to change the subject, and failed miserably. Her mother was too busy staring hungrily at that shake to be led astray. “And no, you said you were on a diet, remember? Wanted to make sure you got in shape, Mommy.”

Candace pouted. “But that’s when my work rewarded keeping a trim tummy! Unfortunately, they’ve changed some of their benefits, and… Well…” She trailed off, a sad look on her face.

Arianna felt a tightness in her chest, and she set the drink down. “Aww, I’m sorry Mommy. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Actually, there is! You see, I need to reduce the number of dependents on my insurance, and I’ve got just the way to do it.” Candace started to prattle on about deductibles and other nonsense words that didn’t make any sense to her daughter.

Strangely enough, the tightness in her chest only grew. It was like it was an external pain than an internal one. Maybe her bra shrank in the wash? Arianna shifted on the couch, wriggling a little to loosen some of the pressure.

“Huh? Hey, uh… What are you talking about?” She tried to keep up, but failed miserably. “You want… More? Like, more of those dependents? Is this your way of asking for grandbabies again?”

“It’s actually the opposite, as a matter of fact,” Candace purred, rubbing her daughter’s belly.

A newfound hunger grew within Arianna. She eyed her back of Shake & Steak fries, blissfully ignorant of the consequences of taking so much of a single bite.

“You see, our family is going to need to do some… Restructuring.”

Arianna couldn’t resist. She grabbed the bag with both hands, shoving the entire thing into her mouth at once. The second it passed her lips, the crispy potatoes turned into soft and chewy grass. Arianna didn’t notice, smacking her lips like a moron.

“Mwuh? Wu dew cocking about?” She muttered. This was the most delicious thing she’d tasted in her life, and her chewing grew sloppier and sloppier. Soon she wasn’t even bothering to keep her mouth shut, exposing the leafy greens she’d been savoring.

Candace’s eyes widened happily. This was even better than she’d expected. Her daughter’s appetite eclipsed anything she’d seen, and she rubbed at the girl’s belly more, pressing her palm against it.

With each rub, Arianna’s belly began to swell more and more. Each chew seemed to worsen this growth, and soon her belly was big enough to lift her shirt. Candace’s rubbing began to darken the skin, until it was a dark splotch on her skin.

Not that she noticed, too absorbed in her ‘fries’ and the magazine she’d left open.

“Sweetheart, this is part of why I love you so much,” said Candace with a smile, “really, you’ll be the star of our new family, I’m sure of it.”

Again, more riddles? Candace looked utterly, soon to be udderly, confused. “I… I feel… Fooooooonnuuh…”

The look on her face was made even more adorable by a spot settling around one of her eyes. Her ears twitched as they stretched, flicking with each of her frequent chews and flopping with each of her infrequent thoughts.

“I’m not surprised.” Candace rubbed at Arianna’s cheeks. Then she placed her palm against her daughter’s forehead. She slowly moved her hand down towards the girl’s nose as though petting an animal, and much to Arianna’s surprise her face stretched in time with the motion.

Even a total airhead wouldn’t miss her face stretching into a cow’s big-nosed face, after all.

Arianna’s eyes crossed, and she stared at her nose in shock. Her tongue bulged and flopped from her mouth, accompanied by drool she didn’t realize had been pooling up inside her wider cheeks. “Mommy what’s MOO MOO MOOOO MROOOO MEEEEEE!?”

Candace chuckled, grabbing the girl’s tongue in one hand and petting it. “You’re turning into a heifer, Arianna. You see, this way, I won’t need to cover your insurance!”

Maybe there was a genetic reason Arianna turned out so dumb. Not that there was anything she could do about it now.

“Buh I duh wannuh be a moo moo, Mommy!” Arianna’s tongue twitched in her mother’s hands as she pleaded. “Pwease?”

Candace shook her head, and started to walk her fingers up the girl’s tongue. As she did, Ariana began to puff out, inflating like a balloon hooked up to the most torturously slow hose. Her arms and legs stiffened, hanging straight away from her growing gourd of a body.

“But Arianna, I already made Daddy into a stallion. Really, it wouldn’t be right to have him be the only animal on the farm…”

“Daddee’th a horthe!?” Arianna’s tongue wriggled more, and her ears joined in. “Whuuyyhh uhm moooooing up wike a bawwwmmooooo!?” She had too many questions, and too little capacity for words to ask them.

“He’s quite a pretty one. And, Arianna, as for you… It’s because I still want my milkshake, of course.” She winked, sticking out her tongue. Then she swiped her fingers down from the back of the girl’s throat towards the tip of her tongue.

Arianna’s bulging body decompressed violently. It was like someone inflated a balloon around a toy cow, then vacuumed all the air out at once, stretching it around a completely different body. Her thin frame had been replaced with a new heaviness, one that was accompanied by far too much milk to be believed.

The couch snapped beneath the bulk of her spotted ass and bulging udder, which gave a heavy, jiggling bounce. Arianna could feel the milk sloshing within herself, like someone trying to churn cream into butter.

“What’s happening to my MRRROOOOOOODDDDERRRRRR!?” Arianna wailed, her intelligence dropping like a rock, thoughts splashing into the warm udder between her legs. “DURRRRR!? Duuhuhuhuhhuddurrrmooo mmoooo mommy durr?”

“Well, I’ll need a productive heifer if I’m going to run a farm,” cooed Candace. “So, anytime I want, I can make you squirt gallon after gallon of milk…”

“What… What are moo…” Arianna gulped.

Candace grabbed a handful of udder, squeezing milk towards one of Arianna’s new teats. The girl could feel the pressure building and building behind one of her nipples, until the pressure grew as sharp as it was pleasurable.

“Nooooo… NoooOOOO, yoooooo can’t… Muhhh… Muhh…” Her spotted chest rose and fell, massive lungs stretching it out with each feverish breath. Her eyes rolled back into her head, her tongue lolled out, and… “MOMMY I’M GONNA MOOO MY BRAINS OUT MMMRRROOOOOO!!!”

“… One tug at a time.” Candace pulled just a bit more, and milk spurted from her former daughter’s udder, soaking the magazine the heifer could no longer read.

xXx

…and Arianna was as productive as she’d been the first day Candace had changed her.

“Really, we’re all just one big, happy family now!” Candace laughed, watching the cow scuff her hooves against the ground like a needy nitwit.

A loud bark echoed her words, and Candace turned to find her lovable pooch drooling as stupidly as ever.

“Oh, it’s not like I forgot about you,” she laughed, waving him closer. “C’mere, got something to say to Mommy?”