Mariah woke up the next morning around 9, and was ready to go to Maddie's house within an hour. However, her dad caught her on her way out.


"Hey pumpkin, where're you going?" He said, taking a sip of coffee at the table with a laptop, a smart phone, and a tablet in front of him. "I was fixing to make breakfast, you know."


"Hey, Dad. I was just gonna head over to Maddie's house to help her move some stuff around." Mariah explained.


“Oh, I remember her. How's she doing?"


"She's doing alright. She moved into a new place."


"Okay then. I'll let you go now. See ya later, pumpkin." He said, waving her goodbye.


"Alright, dad." Mariah said, waving back as she left.


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"I'm so glad to see you again, moo." Maddie continued on as Mariah followed her inside. "I was afraid moo were going to call it quits after milking me yesterday.”


“Well, I’ve never milked anything before." Mariah shrugged. "Besides, I'd do anything to help you."


Upon hearing this, Maddie’s ears perked up, she was obviously affected at how sweet Mariah just sounded. Facing Mariah, the teats on her udder poked up from beneath her shirt. She looked pregnant again, having swelled up as she slept.


Mariah took in the sight of the pregnant looking Maddie, and the sheer size of her mammaries as they strained against her shirt. They look so full, thought Mariah.


“Um, I dooo have something I'd like help with. I take showers in the muh— mmmmuh— morning…” Maddie was already turning pink in the face, “…and it's hard to reach everywhere, believe it or not." Maddie chuckled to hide her embarrassment. “Wooould— ahem, would you mind lending a hand?"


"Sure!” Mariah replied, punctuated with a quiet gulp. Upon seeing Maddie’s surprise at her answer she said "It's not like I brought my swimsuit, though.” Mariah felt her heart pounding in her chest. “Unless you’ve got something for me to wear! But I’d be okay like being, ya know— and like you said, you can't do it yourself!” Mariah stammered, practically making Maddie turn pink from head to toe.


"Well, it's really soooothing so moo— muh— mmmilk starts leaking out, and some parts are really sensitive, moo, and...um…mmmuh..." Maddie stammered, but gave up when she saw that Mariah's calm smile hadn't faltered for a moment. Maddie already had enough trouble not thinking about how full she looked, let alone at the idea of Mariah being naked with her in the shower. Her bovine mannerisms were like a nervous tick, and she was getting anxious.


"So where's your shower?" Mariah asked politely. Without anything left to say, Maddie led Mariah to her bathroom.


Maddie's bathroom was oddly proportioned. Whereas the sink was unassumingly normal with a faucet, her shower was large and spacious. Even with Maddie inside, there was still room for Mariah to at least side-step around her. Maddie's shirt soon landed at Mariah's feet. The reality of what she was doing hit Mariah: she was going to see Maddie naked for the first time. She was going to be naked with Maddie for the first time…  and she was helping her bathe, too.


Maddie was able to shimmy out of her shorts, but winced as she tried to take off her underwear. “Can yooou help me with the rest, moo? It’s hard to bend over with…this.” Maddie asked Mariah, patting her udder. She turned to open the glass door of the shower stall.


Mariah was relieved —relieved?— to see Maddie was wearing panties. The amount of ass that’s spilling out of those panties really just makes them a piece of fabric that’s covering her— Mariah gulped, but dutifully stepped in after Maddie and  (with much effort) pulled the underwear over Maddie’s round, supple ass and down to her ankles. She then had her step out of them in order to toss them out of the shower.


Maddie's body was irresistible to the eyes. Her skin was practically glowing, and framing her “normal human skin” were areas colored to resemble a cow. Her hips, forearms, and calves were pale with inky black splotches-- not including the spot around her eye. Her bovine appearance was complete with her milk-making udder being flushed pink. The somewhat curvy figure she used to have was hidden under dozens of pounds of milk and fat. That extra weight doesn’t look bad at all, thought Mariah, god… she’s so shapely and smooth, as if Maddie’s overblown curves were plumped up by something firmer than mere fat.


"Are yooou going to shower with your clothes on?" Maddie asked Mariah.


"Of course not." Mariah laughed shyly, and then undressed as casually as she could, tossing out every piece of clothing through the shower door. Her modest frame and wide hips gave her quite the bubble butt.


"Yooou ready?" Maddie asked. With a nod from Mariah, she pulled the knob that brought the shower to life. Maddie shivered when the cold water sprayed all over her sensitive breasts and trickled down her udder, but it soon heated up to a perfect temperature. Mariah grabbed the hand-held shower head and gradually rinsed Maddie's entire body.


"So what do you want me to wash first? Your hair or your um…your body?" Mariah asked. Her nerves had calmed down since she stepped in, but she was still cautious.


"Hair, mmmoooo. please." Maddie said, then pointed at a shelf with a lufa and a bottle on it. "There's sham— shammm— shammmpooooo over there." Mariah grabbed the cream-colored bottle and squirted some of it on top of Maddie's head. She gently rubbed her friend's head, creating a sudsy foam that she used to wash Maddie's wet hair. Mariah leisurely ran her fingers through Maddie's short mane over and over until she noticed there was another place that needed scrubbing. One of her soapy hands felt the shape of Maddie's floppy left cow ear, and she began to scrub at its base.


“Mmoh! Uh! MmmoooOOOooo…” Maddie spluttered. This moo was different from all the others Mariah heard from her. It wasn't a verbal tic, it wasn't a word that found its way into almost every sentence she spoke; it was an instinctual, bestial ‘moo’. "Can yooou please keep scratching? It feels sooOOoo good, moo." Mariah felt a small swell of pride from being able to make Maddie moo like that.


Mariah leaned in closer to Maddie, whose plush booty pressed against her stomach. Her hands petted Maddie's large ears as her thumbnails started grazing the sides of her head. Maddie mooed pleadingly for more. Mariah was enjoying this, and she’d be lying if she’d say she wasn’t turned on.


"Hold on..." Mariah said. Her hands moved away from Maddie's ears for a moment, but they loyally came back after she applied the conditioner. Mariah leaned in even closer to Maddie, her toes barely touching the wet tile floor. It did take a lot of effort on Maddie’s part to stay where she was, though.


"Maddie, could you…back up a bit?" Maddie instantly obeyed, sandwiching Mariah between her butt-cheeks and the wall. Mariah leaned in more, her perky B-cups inches away from Maddie's back. "There we go." Mariah said, beginning to scratch Maddie's ears again. Maddie instantly began mooing again, uttering deeper and longer moos than before, and her cow tail wagged back and forth between Mariah's legs. Without even touching herself, milk started dripping and eventually leaking out of her fat teats and nipples. Maddie's legs felt weak with arousal, which made her moo even more. Mariah started to feel weak in the knees all the same, and was soaking wet, other than just being wet from the shower. Mariah wasn’t sure if it was because of the milk she eagerly drank, or if maybe she’d just never had this strong of a reaction to someone, but she swore that she was now trickling her own “juices” down her own legs.


“Mmuh… Mmmuh… MmmmmmMMMOOOOOOOO!!!” Maddie moaned at her most bestial yet, and began to lean forward.


“Uh, Maddie?” Mariah’s hands were left soapy and hanging where Maddie’s ears were. She could feel Maddie’s ass begin to press against her even more, and the base Maddie’s tail was now rubbing against Mariah’s clit. Oh, fuck.


Maddie had now fully pinned Mariah against the tile wall, the cool surface sending chills up her spine. Maddie could feel that her tail was stuck, and reached back to tug at it, grinding it against Mariah’s clit more and more. “Muh— Maddie, um…” Mariah could barely get a hushed whisper, hardly trying to get unstuck from Maddie’s massive ass. Maddie seemed to be in a trance, and finally was able to get her tail loose. Bent over, dangling her udder and breasts in the air, she began to massage one of her breasts while tugging at her four teats, one at a time. Mariah’s sex literally flooded with arousal, and she had hoped the shower was enough to wash it away without Maddie noticing. She definitely needed a release, and soon.


Mariah didn’t know what to do, exactly. Maddie seemed lost to her at the moment, and Mariah wasn’t exactly hating this. She thought about maybe sliding down the wall until Maddie’s ass was in her face, she may be able to taste— Maddie’s tail flicked Mariah in the face, snapping her out of her daydreaming. Mariah gently placed her hands on Maddie’s hips, and squeezed, the skin feeling plush in her hands.


“Mmmoooo!! Mmmoooo! Mmmuh.. muh.. huh? Oh! Oh my goodness.” Maddie realized she had been out of it and stood up, freeing Mariah from the wall. Mariah slipped a little and caught herself.


Maddie turned to face her, “Mmmooooh my gosh I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me!”


“It’s totally fine. It’s fine.” Mariah’s face was beaming, masking her nerves.


“Mmooo I love your nipple piercings!” Maddie gestured at Mariah’s perky breasts, adorned with silver bars.


“Oh, th— thank you.” Mariah sheepishly replied, trying to not look Maddie directly in the eyes right now.


“Was that alright? Did you enjoy the ear scratching?” Mariah asked.


"Oh yes, Mooriah! I haven't had moo ears scratched like that in a long time!" Maddie said.


"Good. Now let's get you washed up." Mariah said with a smile. Maddie stepped aside to let Mariah get through to the luffa.


"You seem a lot mooore relaxed now than you were at the beginning, moo." Maddie remarked.


"Well, maybe your mooing had some kind of soothing effect on me or something." Mariah joked as she sudsed up the luffa with a bar of soap that smelled of wild flowers. More than a soothing effect, she thought. "Now, let's get you washed up."


Mariah started with Maddie's magnificent udder. Small circular strokes cleansed the blushed pink skin, leaving thick layers of suds on areas where the pattering shower water couldn't reach. With soap in one hand and a lufa in the other, Mariah made her way to Maddie's dripping teats.


"You need some help with these?" Mariah asked, her fingers hovering over one of Maddie's four teats.


"Mmmmmoo, no. It's just slowing down from— well from when I was out of it for a minute there. It'll take care of itself."


"Okay then." Mariah answered, somewhat letdown. Before she continued washing Maddie, she held out her cupped hands to catch some of the milk coming from the udder. Upon taking a tentative sip, Mariah found that this milk tasted quite differently to the milk that came out of Maddie's breasts. Instead of being sweet, this milk was distinctly rich and creamy, almost as if she was drinking melted ice cream instead of milk.


"It's good," Mariah slurped down the last of the milk in her hands. "Really good."


Maddie simply smiled and unknowingly wagged her tail. "Thank moo. There's um-- there’s mooore if you want it." Mariah gazed at Maddie's gravid belly of an udder. The drops of milk her teats released spattered against the shower floor, eventually mixing with the water as it spilled down the drain. Clearly, Maddie wasn't in danger of running out of milk any time soon. So why not have a bit more?


Mariah knelt next to one of Maddie's pink teats, unsure of how to start. She held her hand out to direct the milk into her open mouth. As soon as she tasted the first drop of milk, her reservations largely vanished. Her lips closed in on the tip of one of Maddie's teats, to the point of fellating the length of it. Having a constant stream of milk going down her throat made Mariah feel warm and comforted. At that moment time didn't matter, the shower didn't matter, nothing mattered but Mariah and Maddie together.


All the while, Maddie began mooing again. As Mariah continued to suck the milk and fill her mouth, she could feel Maddie’s fingers begin to stroke Mariah’s hair. “Ooooh, that feels so gooOOOoood.”
Mariah’s pussy was getting increasingly wet the more that Maddie’s udder was gushing milk into her mouth. With each deep suck of the teat, her pussy ached to be filled, clenching at itself. The more Maddie massaged Mariah’s scalp, the deeper she fell into a trance. She would gup down the rich, creamy milk, lick and fellate one of the teats with just her lips, and then fill her mouth as much as she could before repeating the process all over again. She made sure to give equal attention to all four of the teats as she also felt the pressure in Maddie’s udder start to weaken. Maddie’s fingers drifted to the sides of Mariah’s scalp, stroking and caressing her. Mariah’s entire body began to tingle, and her hand began to creep down, closer and closer to-- Mariah blinked and gently unclasped from Maddie’s udder, nearly forgetting where she was for a moment. Mariah slowly stood up, stumbling a little and nervously giggling.


"Satisfied?" Maddie asked.


"Yeah-" Mariah started off, but was interrupted by a belch. "Ooh! Excuse me." Maddie and Mariah giggled as the shower continued raining down on them. Their giggling quieted, and the quiet hiss of the shower filled the silence. Mariah let her attention wander down to Maddie's udder and she began to rub it, absentmindedly rubbing her own belly which now stuck out just a little, filled with the milk she had just gulped down.


"You're skin's so smooth, Maddie. It's..." Mariah's body was pressed against Maddie's cushiony left arm, her breasts separated with her soft shoulder, her womanhood resting above Maddie’s wrist. Mariah and Maddie’s eyes met, and for a moment they said nothing.


Without warning, the shower water turned frigid, making both of the girls shudder and squeal. Mariah backed up a few inches from Maddie. "So do you want me to finish up with the legs or just call it a day?"


"Call it a day, moo."


"Good choice." Mariah said, shutting off the water. "Maybe you should get out first."


"Alright." Maddie agreed and shuffled out of the shower, her ridiculous bubble butt wobbling hypnotically behind her. When Mariah stepped out of the shower, she had a towel tossed to her. It was curious how quickly Maddie could move around given her size.


"Do you need help getting dressed?" Mariah asked as she put her clothes back on.


"Thank you for offering, but I can still moo that on my own." Maddie said.


"Oh, really?"


"What, you think that because I looook like I'm pregnant half the time that I can't take care of mooself?" Maddie retorted as she bent over to pick her clothes up off the ground, her labia glistening, peeking from between her thighs.


"Basically. I mean, how can you get your pants on?" Mariah tried to break her gaze of Maddie’s tantalizing pussy lips.


"Well, I'll show you on one condition, moo: you don't laugh at me."


"Hey, whatever gets it done." Mariah shrugged. With Mariah's agreement, Maddie found her panties and sweats in her clump of clothes. She then squatted down and leaned forward. This put her in a very awkward position where her massive ass was presenting itself to an invisible lover, while half of her face and breasts were pressed against the tile floor.


"I see what you meant." Mariah commented when she saw Maddie kick around in order to get her feet through the leg holes of her panties. "Are you sure you don't need help?"


"*umph* No, I've done this before. Just give moo a mmmoment." Maddie grunted, now struggling to get her panties up as high as she could get them. After she repeated this process over again with her sweat pants, Maddie gradually rose back up to her feet. A look of smug self-satisfaction was on her face when she looked at Mariah, smiling back at her.


"Alright. So how do you get on your shoes, then?" Mariah quizzed Maddie.


"It's just slippers or open-toed sandals."


Mariah nodded and handed Maddie her shirt.


"Sounds like you've got this whole cow girl thing figured out."


"Yeah, if only..." Maddie didn't quite know how to continue. She couldn't ask her that.


"What?" Mariah asked, stepping closer. Every time they seemed to be getting closer, some kind of magnetic attraction would pull a little stronger every time.


"Well, I still can't quite milk mooself very well." Maddie started as she tugged the lower hem of her shirt.


"What are you talking about? You seem to be doing a pretty good job right now."


No sooner had she put on a shirt did her breasts ache and quiver. "I guess I am, moo." Maddie chuckled. "I know you drank quite a bit in the shower-- " Maddie looked over to Mariah bashfully, her long ears twitching. “--but would you mind tending to my uh… my breasts?”


"Oh I guess..." Mariah pretended to seem bothered but sold herself out as she punctuated rolling her eyes with a bright smile. She wasn't sure, but it felt like she was craving Maddie's milk.


"Alright, let moo sit down first." Maddie said. As she waddled to her living room couch, Mariah followed her and tried not to stare.


"You’re sure it’s alright?" Maddie asked.


"Yeah." Mariah said, holding her gaze as Maddie lifted her shirt over her breasts. “Did you need me to grab a cup or one of the pitchers?”


Maddie looked at Mariah looking slightly surprised. “Would it um-- would it be okay if you just… I only need a little bit to relieve some pressure and--”


Mariah blushed at the offer to suck directly from Maddie’s supple nipples, but before she could question it she found herself lunging at Maddie’s chest and wrapping her lips around one of Maddie's nipples. Maddie yelped and giggled nervously, adjusting how she sat to let Mariah lie down comfortably. Maddie pressed on her breast lightly. Milk steadily flowed out as Mariah drank deeply and in a few minutes, the aching had slowly faded. Mariah gulped down the milk, it wasn’t as sweet as the milk from Maddie’s udder but it was still delicious. She quietly gasped for breath as she stopped drinking from Maddie’s right breast, crawling across Maddie’s lap and laying down underneath her left breast. Mariah reached up and held the immense breast in her hands, in awe of Maddie’s size. Maddie’s right nipple was about to drip but Mariah licked it before there could be any waste. Maddie shivered and mooed quietly. Mariah giggled in reply as she brought her mouth around the nipple and began sucking from Maddie again.


After drinking more of Maddie’s milk, Mariah switched to Maddie’s right breast again. Maddie watched in charmed amazement as she watched the entranced Mariah lay back down under her breast to drink from her. After some time had passed, Mariah could feel her belly filling more and more. She almost went to lie down again on Maddie’s soft thighs as she yawned, and rubbed her eyes.


"Feeling sleepy, moo?" Maddie asked, her voice filled with sincerity.


"A bit. I think it had to do with all that milk I drank." Mariah rubbed her eyes, her belly just barely peeking out from her shirt.


"Warmmm mmmilk is supposed to make you sleepy, I heard."


"Yeah, I think I'm gonna take a little nap, if that's alright with you." Mariah leaned on the pillow by one of the couch's armrests.


“Y— yooou don't have tooo sleep over there." Maddie remarked, shyly.


Mariah looked at her, picking up on her offer, but feeling the magnetism again. "It's alright. I don't want to accidentally, um..."


"What, moo, somehow drink me dry?” Maddie grinned. "Mmmooriah, there's a reason why boooobs are sometimes referred to as 'pillows’.” Maddie reached up to her tits and pushed them together, squeezing them gently. “They're big, warm, and soft, and I don't mind if yooou want to snuggle."


Mariah's face was red as a beet. Maddie wasn't lying or even exaggerating; she had just finished sucking them, after all. Maddie turned towards Mariah and sat up against the arm of the couch, opening her legs and patting at the empty space between them. As Mariah crawled over to Maddie and touched her face to Maddie’s mounds, the warmth instantly washed over her.


"See? It's not that bad, moo." Maddie said. Both girls sat in silence for a few minutes, the occasional “mmm” hummed out from Maddie.


"Maddie?” Mariah whispered lowly. In spite of her sleepiness, her brain was whirling at a million miles an hour, and her nerves only allowed her the shy remark. “This might sound really really stupid, but do you-- um…”


“Moo, what?”


Mariah buried her head into Maddie’s cleavage, muffling her voice as she asked her.


“I-- I can’t hear you Mooriah.”


Mariah shot up from Maddie’s chest, her face flushed red. “Do you want to go out with me?” She dove back down, hiding in Maddie’s boobs.


Maddie’s eyes grew wide, and her mouth fell open slightly. She answered a moment later, “I. Yes, of course I dooo!”


That didn’t exactly quell Mariah's busy mind, but made her heart flutter wildly in her chest. She opened her eyes to find Maddie looking down at her with big doe eyes. Mariah smiled and dozed off on Maddie's heaving chest.


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By the time Mariah woke up, the day had just given way to night. Mariah hurriedly bid Maddie goodbye and drove back to her parents' house. When she got home, she found her parents watching TV in the living room, pausing what they were watching as Mariah walked in.


"Hey honey, where were you?" Her mother asked.


"I've been over at Maddie's."


“Oh, For ten hours?" Her father interjected.


"Yeah, we were just watching TV and hanging out.” Mariah lied.


"That's all?" Her dad asked.


"Yeah!” Mariah insisted. She felt like she was a teenager all over again.


Her parents looked at each other.


"Well, Mariah, we're glad that you've managed to reconnect with old friends-" Her mom started out.


"Especially Maddie." Her dad added.


“It’s just that you’ve been home for 2 days, and most of that time is spent with Maddie. We’d like to see you too, dear.“ Her mother explained.


“Is everything okay?“ her dad asked, and judging by the tone Mariah knew that he at least knew she was holding something back.


"So what are y'all saying?" Mariah asked. "We're worried that something's wrong." Mariah's dad laid the cards on the table.


Mariah sighed. She knew she couldn't keep this a secret forever.


"There’s nothing wrong. But I suppose I should tell you about Maddie. And me.“ Mariah sat down. This was going to be a long one.