Silvia put the last of her luggage in the cart, watching as both the bus that brought her here and the cart taking her stuff to her new home went in separate directions. “Hey darlin! Like, don’t worry about it! You’ll like totally fit in!” The southern girl driving the cart told Silvia.

“I know, it’s just… it’s a lot to leave behind.” Silivia said as she took in the sights of the tiny country town. There were a bunch of girls around, mainly with blonde hair and good looks.

“I get that. It’s totally hard to, like, make that choice. But we’re like gonna get along so well!” The girl steering the cart said.

“I hope so…” Silvia said, settling in for the long cart ride. The driver showed her around the many important places, such as the sheep pen’s, the horse corral, the pigsty, and the fields to name a few. Everywhere they seemed to go Silvia noticed that not only were there a bunch of houses around each little area, it seemed like there were some girls with animal features. “Nah, it must be the heat and distance playing tricks on me.” Silvia said, wiping her brow. She suddenly lurched forward as the cart came to a stop.

“Right darlin, we’re here!” The cart driver said, hopping off the cart. She had stopped at a little section of houses that didn’t seem to be around any of the other sections in town. “Welcome to the halfway houses! You’ll like, live here with other girls until you’re like totally sure which line of work you wanna do.”

“T-thanks. I should probably start moving my stuff in.” Silvia said, taking the few boxes she had into the temporary house. She kept moving boxes and took a rest on her new bed. “Gosh, why is my shirt so tight?” Silvia wondered as she drifted to sleep. Time passed as Silvia explored the town, getting a feel for all the different jobs she could take on. She also learned what it meant to join a section of the town. She watched as people who took care of the sheep became sheep girls with wool and sometimes little horns for example. She was also changing little by little, not that she noticed. Her hair was getting longer and was now reaching her lower back. Freckles dotted her face and her chest was a tiny bit bigger. She was also showing a lot more skin as her pants were getting shorter and shorter while her tops were now flannel tied around her chest.

She was also slowly being drained of her intelligence, it was small at first. She was talking to some of the other girls and words would keep slipping her tongue. “Yeah! I used to like, live in one of those… what do you call it? A big metal thing? Oh a skyscraper!” She shouted in joy. She was also getting a lot more comfortable with her body, showing off more skin and even accidentally leaving her tits exposed for the whole day. “Whoops, silly me!” She said to herself as she went back into her house for the night.

The day finally came when Silvia decided to join the cattle handlers, she stood in front of their barn with many normal and cowgirls watching her. Her last task was to take a sip of milk from a special glass. “So I just drink this and I’ll like be a cattle handler?” Sliva asked. “Okay!” She said, taking a swig from the glass.

Silvia felt the milk settle in her body when she began to change. She slowly began to grow in size and eclipse some of the girls around her. Silvia stumbled for a second as her feet turned black and harned into hooves, her thighs getting bigger and bigger and covered with a light brown fur while her body tanned to the same color. Her jeans ripped apart and became jean shorts, a long tail breaking free of her jeans with a long blonde tuft at the end. Silvia kept growing upward, eclipsing past the barn dorns and quickly passing the roof. Her breasts swelled in size and began to slosh around with milk inside, her nipples growing hard and ready to be milked. Silvia was super surprised when a second set of breasts grew in below her original set, uncontained like the top pair still trapped in Silvia’s flannel shirt.  A little collar with a cowbell wrapped around Silvia’s neck, her ears getting floppier with big hoop earrings poked through them. Horns poked through Silvia’s blonde hair which had exploded in growth, it had grown down to her now much bigger ass and had much more volume. Her body finally stopped growing when she was twice the size of the barn.

Everyone looked on in awe as Silvia examined her new body. “Like, what’s the mooter darlins?” She asked in a booming voice.

The girls went silent except for one. “The great milk maiden has blessed us with another cow queen! It’s time to celebrate!” She shouted. Everyone quickly joined in, bringing other girls from different parts of the town.

Silvia stood there in confusion that didn’t last long as the last of her IQ was drained away. “Like, keep the moosic going y’all!” She shouted, starting to dance with the crowd that surrounded her.