Mariah was about to pull yet another cardboard box out from her car when she felt her phone start to buzz in her pocket. She looked at the screen and saw that it was Maddie calling her.


"Hey, Maddie. What's up?" Mariah answered.


"Not much. I was just wondering if you were still coming over at noooon."


"Oh, sure. What time is it now?" Mariah asked, although she was already checking the time for herself. It surprised her how much time had flown by since she began unloading her car.


"About 11:30." Maddie answered. "Should we hang out another time, moo, or what?"


"No, I can still make it." Mariah said, closing her car doors.


"Okay great. There are a couple of things yooou should know, though." Maddie warned.


"Such as?" Mariah asked.


"Well, I'm dressed less, how dooo I say it... mmmodestly. Most of my old clothes don't fit like they used to, so I'm showing more skin than I was last night."


"Okay." Mariah started her car.


"And, um, I mmmight need to show you how tooo mmmilk me, if you don't mmmuh mind." Maddie continued. Before Mariah could say anything, Maddie interjected. "Actually, never mind. It's too weird. Maybe yooou shouldn't come over."


"Maddie, it's okay. I'm not going to judge you. How about we just deal with things as they come up?"


"I'm barely fitting intooo these clothes. I looook so indecent." Maddie went on. "Those clothes I had on yesterday weren't even clean."


"Maddie, just relax. I'll be there soon." Mariah said. Unexpectedly, the next thing she heard was beeping from the other end. Maddie had hung up on her. This elicited a sympathetic huff from Mariah, who kept on driving.


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"Hey, Maddie, I'm here." Mariah said as she knocked. She soon heard the door unlock before it opened up. Maddie stepped back, as if to allow Mariah more room to walk in. While her naughty bits were adequately clothed by a shirt and sweats, there was still so much of Maddie's thickness that was left exposed. Her huge jugs lifted her shirt up and out,  and her pudgy belly pushing past the waistband of a pair of pants. Maddie’s size alone made any pair of pants skin tight.


"Come on in. Before the neighbors see mmme."


Mariah looked up at the cow girl, who was blushing in spite of her forced smile. "Do they not know?” Mariah asked, closing the door behind them.


"I don't think so, moo. I haven't made it into the tabloids yet." Maddie waddled to the couch they were sitting on last night.


Mariah couldn't help but gawk a bit at Maddie's shimmying tush, wobbling hypnotically as she walked. Half of it couldn't even fit into her shorts, which were taxed enough by the width of her broad hips. Thankfully, Mariah's attention was diverted by something trailing Maddie's thickly-padded cheeks. "Is that real?" Mariah asked, pointing to an appendage swinging from side to side. Maddie looked behind her.


"What, this?" Maddie asked, grabbing her fuzzy cow tail. It was spotted like most of her skin that ended with a black puff of hair at least a yard from her tailbone. "Yeah, moo, it's real."


"Can you control it?" Mariah wondered aloud as she eyed the tail.


"A bit. Most of the time it just sways around, moo." Maddie shrugged and let go of her tail. As soon as she began walking to her couch, her tail started to flick, undoubtedly aided by Maddie's swaying hips.


Maddie slowly squatted as she sat down, careful to not let her weight ambush the couch. As always, it creaked under her weight, but it still held firm. Without another word, Mariah sat by Maddie. She looked over her friend's curvy physique, eying up the unclothed parts in particular. Since Maddie's shirt was unfit to cover her whole torso (it was stretched out enough by her massive mounds alone), her pink udder was now on full display. It jutted out between her parted legs like a prodigiously pregnant woman's belly would, with a quartet of teats protruding at the front. But it was noticeably smaller than it was yesterday.


"It's so…interesting how pink your udder is compared to…everywhere else." Mariah remarked. She felt like she was stroking Maddie's swollen udder with her eyes.


"Well, mmmy breasts are a bit like that moo. Ahem, 'too' I mean." Maddie admitted, clearing her throat. Maddie felt weird with the way Mariah was gazing at her, but at the same time, she felt oddly flattered. "Dooo you want to feel it?" Maddie asked, running her hand through her hair absentmindedly, the nubby tip of a horn peeking through. This seemed to break Mariah's reverent stare.


"*ahem* No thank you." Mariah quickly replied, not wanting to treat her friend too much like a zoo animal. Looking up at Maddie's pale face, Mariah noticed a fuzzy fold poking out of her indigo hair. "Is that your ear?"


"It's showing, huh?" Maddie said. Mariah slowly reached out to touch Maddie’s left ear. It involuntarily twitched when Mariah's fingers made contact, which startled Mariah and made them both giggle sheepishly at the other’s reaction.


"I have horns, too." Maddie confided, now with a relaxed smile. She pulled her hair back and pointed at the little nubs. They were a very dark brown color, with a gentle curve and blunt yet tapered point. Since they were close to her floppy ears, Mariah's hand rose to feel it, too.


"Well I'll be." Mariah said. She didn't know why she was so fascinated with Maddie's bovine features. Sure, it was the most surreal thing she had ever seen, but she felt drawn in as well. You’re amazing. Mariah thought, not yet aware that she actually said that out loud.


Maddie blushed deeply as she sheepishly suggested “So do you want tooo watch TV? Play video games?“ She needed to think of other things to do with Mariah, needed to think about things that were a bit more savory than—


"Sure, how about something a bit old school?” Mariah said, and eventually they settled on watching a racing game on Maddie’s old console. After absolutely obliterating Maddie yet again in a third race, Mariah playfully shoved Maddie's shoulder. She quickly regretted making such an unexpected move but her panic made her clam up, she didn’t want to make Maddie feel uncomfortable…or unwanted. What had come over her?


Just as she thought to somehow rewind time, Maddie playfully shoved back, but knocked Mariah over like a sack of feathers. Mariah went “Oof!” as she hit the ground, but busted out laughing at how unaware her friend was of her own strength.


“MmmooOOH my god! I— I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to— I’mmm sorry!!” Maddie exclaimed.


Mariah sat up still giggling and waved Maddie’s worries away while trying to catch her breath. “It— It’s alright. It’s fine, really!”


Maddie looked absolutely pitiful, her bottom lip quivering. Mariah quickly took Maddie’s hand and reiterated “Maddie, really, it’s fine.”


Maddie quickly yanked Mariah into a hug, and after a few moments Mariah felt like she needed to break the hug, but she gradually felt her resistance melt away entirely. With a sigh, Mariah closed her eyes and snuggled up closer to Maddie's shoulder.


An hour passed, and they had silently moved to the couch, still snuggling, their limbs criss-crossing over each other. "Is my horn bothering moo?" Maddie asked under her breath.


"Nuh-uh." Mariah murmured. She noticed Maddie resting her hand on her thigh and lazily entertained the idea there might be something (if anything) going on between them. That thought would've been ridiculous in high school (especially for how square Mariah was back then), but was it still ridiculous now? There was no denying that Mariah felt different cuddled up to Maddie. They sat and even slept in this position innumerable times before she left town, so why was this any different? What had changed? Mariah tried to think of an answer but gave up to enjoy the pleasant tranquility.


After spending God knows how long resting like this, Mariah was roused awake by Maddie.


"Hey, Mmmooriah,” Maddie said, her voice soft, and eyes nervous. "I need to show mmoo how to mmmilk me."


Mariah swallowed a cold lump in her throat.