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1. Moonday

"Is that so?" the store owner asked for clarification, to see if I was being straight with her.

"Yes, ma'am. I heard this was the store for that sort of... thing," I say with a little trepidation. It certainly took a lot of guts- and smoking a good deal of weed- to find the courage to come here and ask for it.

She scratched her head and adjusted her shirt down, making her cleavage all the more distracting. "I have a few items that can accomplish this, depending on how you want it. And how long."

"Well, nothing permanent, I think. It's just a," but I drew a blank on how to word the next part.

"You worry about your whys. I take care of the how. So is this a male or female endgame for you?"

"Fe-male," I say, my voice cracking.

I'm only seventeen and this is a lot to take in. Especially when it comes to admitting to certain bovine desires.

"Right," she nodded, scratching her chin. "Well, I have a couple things that could do it. Just a moment while I gather those up.

"Sure," I tell her and she's off. I can't help but sneak a peek at her ass as she goes but then again, I'm a teen aged boy with all the hormones of a raging bull. I was barely five foot nine, skinny, with pale skin, short brown hair, and not much in the way of muscle mass. Still, my voice sounded deep enough, except in those moments it decided to shift.

The shopkeeper milled around for a few minutes before returning with a few things stacking in her arms and against her chest. Carefully dumping them onto the counter, in between the register and a stack of pet rocks, she cleared her throat.

"So hear on the right, we have the leather strap and cow bell. Now this will, once you put it on, turn you into a cow within about twenty minutes. You would need someone to take it off to ever return to humanity again," she rattled off quickly.

While the thought of such a quick change made my dick hard, this wasn't something I would have company on. This wasn't the sort of secret that I like to get out.

"No. I don't think that will do for this," I say. My attention turns to the next object, a riding crop.

"This one is made for cows in particular, rather than the usual horse. I can't remember exactly but I believe 20 slaps to the ass and you're a heifer for life. Guess I just answered my own question," she chuckled dismissing the crop before I had the chance to. "Next is a plastic case with," and she clipped open the top, "five pills inside. Somewhat large but important. See, you take one at midnight every night for five days straight. You also have to, ahem, moo twelve times. Every night, you'll experience more and more of cow's body. Come morning, you'll change back normally except for the fifth night. That Saturday morning you wake up as a cow and stay it until Monday morning. Then it's back to normal for you."

Now that sounds more my speed. Still, I was apprehensive to make a move.

"That sounds interesting," I tell her, clearing my throat and scratching the back of my head.

She saw through any cool facade I was putting up. Clearing away everything but the box, she slid an index card out from under the cash register and starts to write down instructions. "Well, I'll write everything down for you just so you don't forget anything, cowboy," she teased.

I blush but go for my wallet.

"If you're looking for a place to, ahem, change. I hear Milstone Dairy has a rather large farm," the shopkeeper suggests as she takes my money.

"Really? That's like, right next door to me," I say with surprise.

"Oh? How convenient for you then," she smiled.

Leaving the store, I went around the bend and into the alley to review my find. Opening the lid, the instructions were now taped to the inside of the lid with the pills, about the size of a penny, each occupying their own space.

On the card was also written some additional information for each day.

"Monday is tail and ear.

Tuesday rear and sex.

Wednesday udder.

Thursday hooves and mouth.

Friday full up. See you Monday."

Some part of me said this was fake and not like to work. That there was probably a camera in there that caught everything and once spring break was over, everyone would know what a weirdo I am. Even still, the threat did not outweigh the interest I have in the result.

With the farm, I figured that getting in and out wouldn't be too hard, especially if I kept to the further away barns.

I slept in the afternoon and went to bed early, all so I could wake up at twenty minutes to midnight to sneak out. Wearing all black, I worked my way quietly down the fence between the two properties before jumping it and making for the furthest one I saw.

"This should work," I say, pulling open the barn door. Inside it's lit but only by a couple fluorescent bulbs high above while most of the animals sleep. It stunk rather bad but wasn't something I considered a deterrent. Especially for what I was planning.

Checking my watch, it was only a few minutes until midnight. I went to the instructions again and noticed a bit of added detail, which appeared to exist only for humiliation's sake.

"'You must also be on all fours while mooing and pill should be taken at first strike of midnight.' Fun, more rules," I say with a sigh.

Closing the door and heading to an empty stall in the corner, I check to make sure the coast is clear and when I'm sure it's just me and the cows, I get down on all fours like instructed. Watching the clock on my phone, the moment it hit midnight I gulped down the pill with some bucket water I found and took to the task.

"Moo! Moo! Moo!" I began, loudly and in a rather poor imitation of a cow. Still, I did each out and made sure to be as loud as I could. Counting out each out, I reached twelve and immediately got back to my feet. That's when, unexpectedly, I belched loudly.

I turned and saw one of the cows had gotten up and stuck its head over the stable wall.

"Sorry," I apologize with a smirk.

So then I began to stand here, wondering if anything will happen.

Then, a pain at the base of my spine. Reaching back, I only need to feel the nub of a tail to get excited.

"Holy shit! It's working!" I yell out to the other cows as my own tail wiggled between my fingers and out to a few inches long.

Remembering the card, my hands went next to my ears. They felt unchanged at first but, and possibly because of my rubbing, they begin to grow thicker with cartilage. Shutting my eyes and concentrating on just wiggling my ears, I can really feel it. The tugging that is pulling them out longer and causing them to stick out either side of my head. My ear's starting to ring but I don't care.

Opening my eyes, I couldn't help but indulge myself. "Moooo! Moooo!" I bellowed, my ears cracking and getting longer still. I stared at the cow I had woken up and moved closer. In its dull brown eyes I could see my own head, now with ears just like the cow, though they are lacking in fur still.

Grabbing at the right one, I could feel the peach fuzz starting to grow on it. I also reached behind me to see how my tail was coming. With bones popping into the growing tail tipped with a growing bank of black hairs, it was getting to the length of most of the other animals here.

I can wag it and move it somewhat, though shaking my ass seems the best way to move it.

"Don't stop," I beg the changes but while I do feel the fur of mostly black and some white fringes, they stopped there. Taking out my phone, I could see that I really have cow ears and tail. They aren't just superfluous either. I could hear and could feel my tail flick on its own accord. What was also very obvious, aside from the cow ears and tail sticking out over the back of my pants, was my erection.

Finding a bale of hay to sit on, I proceeded to simply masturbate. For the next three hours or so, I just gave into personal lust when it came to my new cow features. Grabbing my tail or ears as I stroke only heightened the experience.

At some point, exhaustion took hold and I passed out in the corner of the stable. When I awake, the sun is just starting to rise and the animals around me are waking too.

Gathering myself together, I carefully sneak out of the barn, across the short open field, over the fence and then onto my parent's property. From there, I just walk casually as I can, as if I had woken up early to go for a walk.

"I can't wait for tonight," I tell myself, hand turning over the box of pills in my pocket.

1. Making a Mess of Things

I went about things just as I had done the previous night. Sneaking out into the night and over to the barn and the exact same stable as the night before. It was empty, though there was a feeding trough and bucket of water nearby.

"Rear and sex," I read from the note card as I readied a second pill.

Back on all fours, I swallowed my pill and started the ritual again.

Mooing loudly, by the sixth bellow, I can feel that something was off. At first I only feel the cold sweat on my head and the aching coming from my hips bones. Turning my head, and finishing up my moos, I saw my ass was beginning to swell with fat.

"Moo! MooRROOOOOOOO!" comes the final bellow but with a voice almost not entirely my own. Part of it was down to the strain going on in my pants. Reaching back, I can feel my hips and ass both pushing against my jeans in a way that was growing increasingly uncomfortable. "Gotta get these off," I tell myself.

I go for my belt and as I do, I can feel and hear both guts and bowels grumbling. At first I think it's nothing but it grows worse, with a subtle cramp taking over and my asshole starting to pucker. I hadn't even thought about what 'Rear' actually entailed until the button flew off the front of my jeans.

"Ah!" I yelp as the zipper pinched against my cock and ass grew further still. My pants were holding but underneath, I can feel my underwear tearing to pieces. I struggle more vigorously to get my pants off when the noises of my belly start to get closer to my bowels and lower still.

Almost tripping over myself, the heft of my ass was such that it stuck out too much to pull my pants down. It' in this position, bent over with my tail just starting to grow, that I could feel the gross flood of shit in me rage towards my back end.

"No, no, no," I plead, having not thought to bring any backup clothes.

Despite my pleas, with my hands down firmly on my knees, I grunted and let my asshole open as cow crap filled my pants. I felt my ears growing again and I couldn't help but sob when I pushed, shamefully filling my pants to the brim until the ripped through the seams and squeezed down my legs. Gritting my teeth, I feel my pants finally rip to my inseam and finally to my zipper.

With my pants starting to shred off, I found shameful relief in continuing to grow the cowpie behind my boots.

"I'm fucking disgusting," I tell myself with the stench starting to rise; the heat coming off it causing the fur growing over my ass to prickle up.

As my arms grow tired, I waddle over towards a bale of hay for support. Getting both arms up onto it, it doesn't take long for my free hand to find my erect cock. I stroke as more turds rolled out, accompanied by the sounds of wet farts and even wetter shit.

"Is this all there is to being a cow?" I ask myself, farting again and again as I speak.

The next unfortunate sensation I feel is my balls aching before my cock starts to go really hard. I've read about it and thought about this moment for a while but never thought it'd happen. Or how much it would hurt.

My cock is now rigid and I delight when I grab it and start tugging.

"Fucking hot," I moan as I quickly reach climax. Cumming hard and trying to empty my balls was turning out to be a messy but rewarding affair. By the end of my masturbating, my cock is simply dribbling a pale white watery liquid that must have been the last of my seed. Reaching around my cock, I could feel my balls were tinier. My scrotum was now loose and with two disquieting yanks, either testicle pulled up into my body.

At first I was looking for where my cunt was and only could see my bovine, stained asshole. Upon further inspection, I found that what was left of my scrotum was forming into the folds and the slit eventually opened down the center. I was wary to venture in, even as I could feel the ovaries, womb, and cervix forming in me.

"Holy shit, I think I'm a girl now," I had to say. My cock was still there but only barely. I was practically pushing it down by the end, wanting nothing more then to see the change complete. "Come on. Just a little moOOOOOOooooore!" I bellowed rather shockingly.

I clear my throat and try to speak again. "Just a little... more." It came out fine but I was on the lookout for more of those unexpected noises. Still, watching my cock slither away into the wet folds of my fat, bovine cunt was enough to get me dripping. I finally had one. A pussy. It was bovine and could take something a lot bigger than a human, but it was attached to me.

Holy crap.

I pull my arms up and catch my breath. My back end was rather massive, I thought, and just when it seemed that the changes were done, I felt more weight gaining on my thighs.

"Not finished yet?" I ask, a bit confused.

My knees started to shake and more weight thickened my thighs. My gosh, is this what having a cow's back end is like? My hips hurt and my tail is still getting furry but it all feels so real and good. Reaching down between my legs again, the sensation is absolutely unreal. Feeling it pulse and get wetter as I touch is almost too much.

Slipping a finger in was truly too much.

"Oh, fuck!" I yell as I shake violently and stomp my back foot as I experience a full bovine orgasm for the first time. It lasts nearly two minutes, causing my body to shake like a tuning fork for at least ten minutes. I was panting, exhausted, and feeling absolutely spent already.

I wipe the sweet sweat from my forehead and bring my hand up to my face. It was dripping wet and while part of my mind- the sensible section- told me not to, my hand somehow found its way to my lips. Tasting it, I shiver to think this came from me.

"I gotta get off more," I admitted to myself.

Walking away from the mess I'd made, I carefully laid myself out on some straw that was lumped in the corner. There, I lifted my heavy left leg and reached back. It wasn't long before I was using my fist for the job. I can admit that even with all that in me, I still feels like I could fit more.

"It's built for bull cock," I reminded myself.

Quickly dismissing taking a real bull, as the action would certainly not be one I could take with my body as is, I would have killed for a dildo. Extra large. Bigger the better at this point. Still, working with my fist and constantly rolling over the fact that I was playing with my very own cunt- regardless of species- was enough to get me shaking closer and closer to that peek again.

I felt it in my throat, bubbling up like an unresolved burp. When it hit the back of my throat, I opened up and out it came.

"MOOOOOooooOOOOOO!" I bellow, quite happily in fact as I start to orgasm again, my cunt really soaking my entire forearm. I pull it out but the spasms don't stop. I don't want them to either. Mooing like a cow is just the extra kick I need to get over the hump.

Spying around, desperate, I see a water bottle up on a ledge near some leather straps. Getting up takes a while but I'm determined. I crawl up and get an arm up and just nearly wobble it enough to fall over and roll down onto my hay. Taking it and making sure the lid is secure, I waste no time forcing the object into myself. Crossing my eyes and making my ears flutter, the sensation was indescribable for me. I was getting filled like I needed and it was so good. So damn good.

I don't know how much time passed as I lay there, masturbating on the hay with that bottle, but I did cum again. And again. And again. I couldn't help myself and by the time I passed out, the bottle was effectively ruined I thought.

Waking up was a rather sudden experience. Loud mooing and not too distant shouts stirred me awake rather quickly. My body had returned to normal which left me with my strained shirt on and no pants. They were still in tatters on the floor and I was regretting not taking them off or bringing spares. When I heard a door slide open, my heart started racing.

"Shit," I grunt, trying to move to the edge of the stable and peek out to see who may be there.

Out of everyone it had to be, it the eighteen year old Maddie that was tending to this barn this morning. The pretty brunette was in rubber pants with high boots and was greeting all the cows as she went.

"Morning girls!" she hollered. I could feel my cock get hard at the thought that I was one of the girls, at least somewhat, not too long before. I have to try and shake that and focus on getting out as quickly as I could. And certainly unseen.

When she turned to start loading feed into the troughs, I made a dash for the door I came in from. I slipped on the mud on the floor as I went but did my best not to shout. Getting up, I ran for the door and finally made the doorknob. Glancing back, I don't see Maddie so my hope was that I escaped clean.

Now outside, I have to run across the slick dew dripped grass and then scale the fence between properties with no pants on. I made the leap but not without nearly wiping out in the process. Still, I made for some nearby hedges and checked again to make sure I wasn't seen. I wait in the bushes for about ten minutes before finally making the slow trek back to the house for a shower and bed.

I had a close call today but I go to sleep thinking about tonight already, cock hard.

1. Milk of Kindness

Sneaking out that night, I was feeling confident. I had on sweatpants which I planned to take off before things got too serious. I also brought along my phone with an alarm on it so I wouldn't wake up at the wrong time again. With everything taken care of, I sneak my way over to the neighbor's barn again and have a mind to see what the udder would be all about.

Walking into the barn proper and down the way to the usual stall, I nearly have a heart attack.

"Hey you," Maddie greeted from a seat in the corner.

I yelp and jump back, too frightened to move much more than that.

She's wearing jeans and a red plaid button down, with some of the buttons down. Biting her lip, she was looking me up and down. Then she checked her watch.

"Come on, you don't have a lot of time," she invited, rather kindly.

"What uhhh, ummmm," I stutter as I search for an excuse or reason why I'm here. Then I notice something she's standing on. My jeans. And something in her hand. My wallet. Shit.

"No real need to play stupid, I know exactly why you're here," she said as if flaunting the fact.

"Y-you do?"

She nodded. "You think you're the first we've had? Ever since that shop opened up, every few weeks there is another one of you trying out an animal."

I blush rather hard. Knowing the girl from school was hardly helping.

"So I, not sure what you mean but I'll just," but before I can say anything she gets up and comes over to my quickly.

"Please, you don't have to. I'm not judging," she says with a hand on my shoulder. "If anything, I might be able to help once you're, well, it's cow, isn't it?"

I gulp. "Y-yeah," I say with a crack in my voice.

Before I knew it, she was leading me back into the stable.

"And it's Wednesday so, udder? Oh, you'll definitely need some help there." She was chipper and sounded helpful, even if my mind was assuming the worst.

Still, time was ticking.

"Udder, yeah. Ummmm, so are you gonna watch the whole thing or,"

"Can I?" she says with a face all bright.

I was flush and a bit turned on by the offer. With time ticking down, I don't have much time to process things.

"Sure, yeah, I guess if you want," I say rather passively.

"Oh great! So are you gonna take your pants off this time or gonna ruin them again?" she lightly teased but still drew a blush from me.

She stepped away and took her seat again on a stool while I slowly slipped my sweatpants off.

"Shirt too cause it might get messy," she suggested. Thinking she was right, I took that off as well and was now naked in front of my classmate in a situation I definitely didn't see taking place when I went out tonight. "Now, get down," she instructs.

I did as told again while she bent down and dug the pill from my discarded pant pocket. She handed it to me and told me I had thirty seconds. "Then it's moo time," she winked.

I got down and feel a bit odd, with the girl right there. Still, she has to notice my erection at this point.

"Five seconds. Good luck, hun," she said.

Counting down the seconds, my teeth are chattering.

At midnight, with a little trepidation, I swallow the pill and start to moo.

I glance up at Maddie and she's smiling with encouraging eyes.

"MOOOOOO!" my first bellow sounds positively bovine and I feel a slight swell of my ass already. "Oh yeah, MOOOOOOO! MOOOOOO!" I continue as my ass takes to putting on weight. I have to start spread my legs more to make more room. Maddie was watching, impressed I think, at just how quickly I was coming along.

My tail starts to wiggle out as do my ears, and my smiling moos filled the area. Part of me wished I still had my clothes on, just to rip through them, but this is probably a smarter way to do it.

Oh fuck, it's hitting my cock now and I'm going hard with just four moos to go.

"Come on, you can moo it!" Maddie joked as she scratches my elongated ear. It feels nice, actually.

"MARROOOOOOOO!" I finish, unable to stop myself from cumming hard. As I did, Maddie's hand went down my back and up my tail. I smiled and push as hard as I could to stop cumming. I knew my balls had to empty but it didn't seem to go fast enough for me.

"You're really coming along," she commented, her hand now on my ass. A slight fuzz was growing on it and I could already feel my asshole getting wider. Thankfully, it came with the feeling of my testicles finally pulling into my body. That hand of hers then starts to part my ass.

I don't stop her.

"You really are starting to look like a bovine back here and, oh my, are you growing a pussy now?" she asks sweetly.

"I, uhhh, I think so," I admit, feeling my cock shrink.

"Awww, there goes your little cock," she says as it pulls into the bovine fat lips.

"Y-yeah," I stammer, feeling her really spread my ass.

I hear her whistle. "Yup, that's definitely a cow's back side, if you needed a professional opinion."

Her comment made me smile. Then my gut growled loudly.

I sat up, gripping my waist where the pain is located. I know what to expect but there is one thing to imagining an udder and actually growing one.

It began as a tingle from my cunt, oddly, and then felt like a pulsing heat. The skin there starts to get softer and I know it was the start of the udder. I was unsure how to react or even move. My body is feeling so alive that it's itching me to do something.

So on hands and knees, I crawled over to where hay was piled up and laid myself down across it, on my side.

"Oh boy, it feels so weird," I say with an indecisive smile. It would feel good one moment and then the next I would feel queasy and almost ready to throw up. Maddie must have noticed my discomfort and came over to inspect me closer.

"I think I see three, no four welts here and I belt will be your teats," she surmised quickly from inspection of the area.

"Oh good," I reply, unsure how to really take it.

I keep my arms up as I mostly stare down at the growth. And when I'm not looking at it, I'm looking at her.

"You'll need to be milked, you know," Maddie pointed out.

I gulp. "Oh yeah?" I say with some trepidation.

"Yeah, I'd say almost definitely. Do you want a machine or manual?" she offers while standing up and straightening out her shirt.

"What's the diff-" but I pause to grunt, the udder sudden swelling with the strangest sensation of being filled coming over me. "Oh jeez, it's starting to grow."

Sure enough, what was mostly just excess skin to that point began rapidly swelling and was about the size of a soccer ball after only a minute.

"Machine would probably get it out faster, but for your first time, I feel like it might be a rough adjustment. The second would involve my hands and a few buckets."

I act like I was trying to weigh the options when in fact I knew which one I'd prefer.

"I guess if you think it will feel, um, better, manual might work. Unless you don't want to," I say while trying to smile.

"It's no trouble at all," she waves off. "I've milked more than my fair share. I'll go get the buckets. You can relieve yourself if you need to and have been holding it on my account." She then stands up and exits.

I had not wanted to admit how my gut had rumbled and my asshole had puckered. I got up once she was out of the stable and went to the corner. There, I did relieve myself. The cowpie was rather large and the piss steamed and had a thick, steamy odor to it.

I trotted away from the corner after kicking and throwing hay on it in attempt to hide my shame. Once that was poorly done, I crawled back to my hay pile and threw myself back on. Throughout the whole ordeal, my udder had been filling with more and more of what I knew had to be milk. Now a basketball of pink, teat topped udder was hanging from beneath me.

Reaching down, I grab the closest teat and just started to massage it a bit. The feeling of my own hand on my own udder was enough to get my juices flowing again. If it wasn't for the threat of Maddie returning any moment, I would be fist deep in myself. Instead, I massage the teat more until, bubbling at first, milk then streamed from the tip.

"Oh," I gasp as I shudder.

"Yeah, I imagine it's quite the feeling," Maddie comments as she reenters the stable, three metal pales in each hand. "But imagine if you had some practiced fingers on them?"

What I would figure as my vagina squeezed a bit tighter at the thought, and I was trying to act as civil outwardly as I could. Still, errant thoughts like wishing Maddie had a bull cock or asking her to just masturbate me a little came and only made my arousal all that worse. My distended udder's continued growth fueled the hurt further still.

"Fingers sound good," I finally answer, smiling and trying not to pee more.

"Then you'll have to get on all fours, if you can. Or maybe sit up on that bale of hay there," she motioned. I nod and try to move, but the udder has to be nearly forty-five pounds of hanging weight on me. Moving is hard but I manage to get to the bale with some effort.

"This bettURRROOOOOOOOO," I bellow, unable to keep it in.

She blushes for a change and comes up closer to me with a wooden stool. Setting is down next to me, she then gathers the six metal buckets and brings them over.

"So you think we'll need all six?" I ask, my voice a little shaky.

"At least," she jokes. "You're producing milk at an accelerated rate so I'm going to get to it, OK?"

I take a deep breath. "OK."

She positions the bucket as best she can while I try and lift my rear up more to help. There isn't any pomp and circumstance to the affair as she goes right for a teat and starts milking. I shiver with each successive squeeze and the sound of the milk hitting the metal. When it was soon replaced by the drips on the nearly full bucket, she swaps for another and keeps pumping.

"You liking this?" she asks me, not looking up from her work.

"I do," I say, feeling my cunt leak before I shook my head. "I mean, the milking is a good release, yeah," I cover quickly.

I hear her laugh. "I bet it is. I'm having to really work to keep up with it still growing as it is."

"Sorry. I can't help it at all," I admit.

"Oh, I know you can't. You've just got about the biggest udder I've seen on a changing heifer before too," she adds.

I'm unsure how to take it or if it's even a compliment. "Oh is it?" is all I can think of.

She swaps another bucket in. I glance back to see the two full pails of milk. My milk.

"Definitely. I mean, some of the cows here can get up to one-hundred pounds of udder weight. You're over half that and not even a full cow. Yet," she sneaks in at the end. My tail twitched and delighted at the thought.

"So you've seen many people like me before?" I ask to kill the awkward silence which was only repetitively interrupted by my squirting teats.

"Oh, a couple I guess," was her answer.

After that, I just sit here and enjoy the milking. The entire thing was a turn on and Maddie was keeping my udder from exploding. Everything about what was happening was perfect, save for the fact I couldn't act on my horniness.

Part of me wanted to ask Maddie for a bull on Friday but the forwardness and sheer weirdness that would likely result in makes me think better of it. That the consideration was so strong did make me question how much of my mind is my own. And how much is cow.

I took to panting and letting out periodic moos. Most of which were involuntary.

As the sixth bucket filled, I grew worried that it wouldn't be enough. My udder was beyond big at this point and if I had to guess, nearly seventy pounds of udder was what I was sporting now. It was only the position I managed to be in that allowed Maddie the room to fill bucket after bucket of frothing milk.

"So what are you, ummm, going to do with that milk after?" I have to ask.

Maddie gave my two teats a hard squeeze to fill the last bucket and then stood up. Wiping her brow, she slapped me on the back. "Well we are a dairy farm so either milk or maybe cheese. Your milk ain't any different than what comes from the rest. That was definitely some work, though. You tired at all?" she asked.

I shook my head. "Not yet anyway."

"Well I'm gonna go haul these away," Maddie told me while she sent back to her seat and picked up something from the floor. By the time she handed it to me, I realized what it was.

My face went bright red. The water bottle I had despoiled myself with the previous night was now clean and back in my hand.

"I figure I'll leave you alone then to, uhhhhhh, enjoy yourself. I'll maybe see you in the morning?" she asks me directly.

"I suppose," I try and laugh but still feel embarrassed with the bottle in my hands.

"Well, you enjoy yourself," she says, giving me a wink.

She gradually removed the six buckets of milk and then left. Waiting a few more minutes to make sure she wasn't coming back, I don't try to restrain myself.

Sliding down onto the hay, I have some trouble accessing my pussy due to the udder. In the struggle to reach myself, I slowly get hotter and hotter. The notion of having to get by my udder to get to my cunt was enough to make me start orgasming without even touching myself.

"Oh, oh, fuck me," I moan as I twitch and smile. I squeeze the bottle tight in my hands as I think: eyes closed, I imagine a weight on my lower back. Something heavy and hot. It wants me. And I give myself to it.

Opening my eyes, the somewhat odd reality of the situation came back to me. I was finally able to insert the bottle into myself and after that, it was at least an hour of fevered masturbation that ended in, yet again, my passing out. The sleep was heavy and dreamless.

When I awake to my alarm, I nearly smashed the thing when rolling over. Shaking my senses back into my head, I realized I was naked, and male, on the hay again. This time, at least, I had my clothes to fall back on. As I dressed, I noticed the rather massive cow pie in the corner. Then I remembered I made it and quickly looked away. Making sure I had my phone, watch, and pills, I then took to escaping.

Sneaking out, Maddie nor anyone else from her farm was awake just yet. I escaped as I usually did but as I crawled into my bed to sleep again, I was excited more for Friday and the full change rather than later that night. Still, it would come in time and for now, I only want to sleep.

1. So close and yet

I was almost late that night, having to sprint across the field in order to make sure I got there in enough time. Squirming over the fence, I land not so gracefully on the other side. Still, I get up and run to the barn as quick as my legs will take me. Checking my watch as I open the door, I have about three minutes to spare.

"You're really cutting it close," I hear Maddie say before I see her.

In the same stable as usual, this time she had a large machine waiting. It took a moment for me to realize it was a milking machine, with its tubing hanging down the back.

"You think I'm ready?" I ask her with a nervous laugh.

"Ready or not, you'll be producing way more milk than I can contend with. So, I'll let modern tech help out a bit. Besides, with your legs coming in, it will be easier to just hook you up," she explained.

She was wearing much the same as the previous night except for a red plaid shirt and a worn baseball cap with her ponytail sticking out the back.

I took off my jacket and was about to do my pants when I heard Maddie cough.

"Yes?"

"Ten. Nine. Eight..." she started counting down and I realized I didn't have time to change out of my clothes.

Oh well.

"And go," she signals as I pop the pill in my mouth.

"MARROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I bellow loudly, at first just trying to sound the part but then the real cow took over.

Unlike any time before, my mouth started to feel numb as I mooed, while meanwhile my sweatpants tried to contain my growing ass.

My nose was getting more squat and flat across my face, causing my mouth to somewhat get bigger as well. My moos starting becoming more nasal sounding and soon, my ears are joining in on the growth to.

"There goes a big boy," I hear Maddie say just as the seam down the back of my pants rips open. I feel her help rip my underwear underwear just so my tail can get out. "Better?"

"Yes," I say with some difficulty, feeling my tail curl out and kiss the fresh air.

The more my ass grows, the more the hole in the back gets larger and soon, my waist is starting to sag. Down below, my udder had started and I had barely noticed my cock hadn't even bother going hard this time. Simply leaking out my old cum was enough before the old cow cunt made its appearance; splitting my backside under my asshole and increasingly large udder.

Then my face really started to feel weird. It begins with my teeth chattered and moved on to a sensation like my bones wanting to slide out of my mouth. Instead of letting that happen, the skin stretched. And stretched. And the discomfort was one thing but the view from my eyes was quite remarkable.

'I'm growing a damn muzzle,' I think. It wasn't just the outward appearance that was changing but inside as well. Bigger, more bovine teeth grew from my old ones while a thick, wet tongue licked around the new space. Soon it was hanging from my mouth. Maddie giggled.

"You're coming along pretty quick. Want me to attach the pumps for your udder?" she asked me.

"MrrrrROOOOOOOO!" I bellowed, unable to force any actual words out of my mouth any longer.

The girl laughed again and went to the machine. "I'll take that as a yes."

I don't even notice the beach ball sized udder I havge grown in the minutes that were spent just looking down my snout. It was something I had always wanted to see and now it was really real.

With most of my attention at the tip of my new cow's snout, the numb cramping of my feet was basically lost on me. It was only when a rather sharp pain shot up my leg that I took any notice. I stomped my back foot a few times, trying to get my shoe to come off but instead the laces on both shoes exploded one at a time and my socks shredded to pieces as two black hooves stepped out.

I stomped a few times, making Maddie somewhat nervous but I only wanted to hear the clatter of my hooves on the floor.

Then came my hands, which I was far more observant of. Heavier head looking straight down, it is oddly fun to watch. First the fingers melding together, like the flesh was glue, and then the cramping of it all into a fist. At first, it's hard to balance on the uneven growth but soon a heavy, dark hoof grows in and I was left on all fours, like a cow, for the first time.

With all the changes, I was looking very bovine, if lacking in a few places.

My face retained my hair and color of my eyes but much of the rest, ears and snout, were cow. Feet and ankles and wrists were cow. Ass, tail, and hips were cow. I don't even need to mention the udder. Overall, my body was under some stress but hearing the milking machine click on soon soothed much of my worry.

As fast as Maddie's hands had been the previous day, it was nothing compared to this. The tubes were connected to an overhead system that ran in the other cow stables and saw cow tubes completely awash with my milk.

"Marroooo," I say softer, happier.

"Sorry, won't be able to really masturbate today," Maddie says while dusting off her hands. "But tomorrow, if you want, I could get a bull in here for you. Would you like that girl?" she said, sounding like an owner talking to a pet. My eyes conveyed my interest but shame that went along with it.

She smiles and pet my head.

"I'll leave you be for the night. Sorry but the machine will be working all night on you. The amount of milk you're producing is... quite a lot," she laughed. "Maybe you should have been born a Holstein, eh?" she jokes before opening the door and then latching it behind her.

Now I was effectively alone, unless you considered the few other cows stirred by my mooing and general changes company. And despite what Maddie thought, I can certainly get off. All it took is closing my eyes and feeling every bovine part of my being and it started. Then focusing on the sound of the milk machine and the shake of the tubes on my teats.

First orgasm of the night achieved. I bellowed again in joy, stomping my hooves around and swishing my tail. My movements were somewhat limited by the machine but it didn't stop me making myself cum again. The juices were flowing and even dripping down my furry inner thigh.

Of course what is really on my mind now is tomorrow. The day of being fully a cow. And then the rest of the weekend. At least Maddie knew about me so I could seamlessly survive by just acting the part of a cow for a couple days. Seeing as I have no trouble relieving myself yet again, I seem to be taking to the nature of the animal very well.

'Maybe you should have been born a Holstein' echos in my mind and help me reach a third climax.

After that I take something of a rest, or as much that can be hand on four legs with an udder this big. I loved and hated that it was as big as it was since it kept me from moving much but then again, I had an absolutely huge udder. Lifting my back legs, I was only able to just stand high enough so that the udder only just rubbed the floor.

"MOOOOO," I say rather dully, as the time begins to pass.

I'm able to get off one more time and while I spy the water bottle on the same ledge as always, today there wouldn't be anyway to take advantage of it. These damn hooves are fun but not very practical when it comes to a needy cunt and a wanting mind. Still, passing time as a cow seemed pretty easy overall. I say that as the mess behind me grows a bit more.

As the hours passed, I realized I would be awake for the transformation back for a change. Looking forward to that made the last hour or so not as tedious. Then it started with a rumble in my stomach.

I let out a belch of sorts and then immediately felt dizzy. Wobbling from side to side, I could only vaguely tell my cunt was closing and tail was shrinking. That I had hands again came as something of a surprise but does lead to me tipping over.

Landing with a grunt, my ass is finally starting to shrink while I gain actual digits again. The udder went by first gushing into the tubes before the teats shrunk enough to detach. Then the milk began to wet the floor beneath me but I couldn't find the will to move.

Regrowing my cock was strange too, with it feeling erect but pointing behind me until enough of my pelvis changed to shift it correctly. Once my balls grew out too, they bobbed against my still shrinking udder, waiting for it to go.

"Marrooooohhhhhhh. So gooooOOOOOOOd," I say as my face begins to become my own once more. Ears wiggle back into my head and nostrils get closer, the change is almost done reversing itself.

I'm panting by the end, with heat coming off me like steam. I watch my deflated udder gradually merge back into my stomach and the last bit of tail recedes along with my asshole. I'm back to human.

It was around then that I heard the main door open. I hid again, listening for footsteps that were unfortunately coming closer. My only hope was that it was Maddie and sure enough, there she was. In her hands were a pair of well worked pants.

"I figured these might help you. Wouldn't mind you wearing them back tonight either," she said as I slip them on in front of her. "So did you enjoy yourself?"

"I think so," I smile, trying to act casual about being mostly a cow a few minutes ago.

She walks over and checked the machine. She whistled. "Damn. Fourteen gallons of milk from you in just about six hours. That's super impressive," she remarked.

I blush again. "Happy to help."

"I'll say," she said with a nod.

I said my goodbyes and made my exit. Tomorrow, the big one.

1. Bulled over

I was not late tonight. In fact, I could barely sleep all day. I was having dreams, vivid ones, of cows. Of milking. Mooing. Mating. Every time I awoke covered in sweat and typically sporting a hard on. I try to tell myself that it's just from spending all the time as a cow and not some left over bovine programming in my brain.

I got dressed and tip-toed out around 11:30 and was at the barn within minutes. I was still cautious as I entered the stable area as I was hoping to just see Maddie there. Sure enough, again with the milking machine, she was waiting.

"Good evening!" she greeted. Maddie was very chipper for this late in the evening. I imagine she works all day so this must be really taxing her.

"Evening," I reply, taking in the space.

It had been recently cleaned and now had all the accouterments of a normal stall: trough for food, hay, and quite the setup for milking. I take a deep breath and walk over to where she's sitting.

"So, would you prefer Bruce to be your bull or Stanley?" she asked out of the blue.

My mind was wracked by the question.

"What's the difference?" I ask.

Maddie crosses her arms and starts to think. "Well, Bruce is old and a bit more experienced. Stanley is only a year or so old so you'd be his first. Young and virile though," she added.

Even with that information, I am slow to respond.

"I guess, Bruce? At least one of us should have experience, right?" I try and smile.

"If you say so," she says with a more genuine grin.

I start to slowly undress, starting with my shirt and shoes. I'm somewhat nervous as I had told my parents that I was going to my friend's for the weekend but instead I'm here, picking out which bull will fuck me. It was a lot to take on but as it was now less than ten minutes from midnight, I didn't have much time to worry.

I open the case and taje out the past of the pills. It looked larger than the rest so I asked if she had any water to help.

"Here," she offers, handing me the familiar water bottle. It was cleaned off, at least.

"Thanks," I say with a smirk.

"Just about a minute to go," she warned.

I slip my underwear off and shuck my shirt off last, so I was back to naked in front of Maddie. I didn't mind as much and she didn't either.

"So, you won't tell anyone about this whole thing, right?" I ask her while getting down on hands and knees.

"My lips are sealed. I promise not to tell a soul that you're a cow," she somewhat joked back to me. I smile as I look up at her and she returns it with the vaguest of grins.

"Thanks," I say with a deep breath. "Maybe we could hang out some time after this weekend?" I figured I would ask as the worse she could say is,

"Yeah, sure. I wouldn't mind seeing you after this. Probably see you naked again," she added before glancing at her watch. "Twenty-five seconds."

My erection was starting early, no surprise, but I soon take up the countdown in my own head. I'm not sure I know what to expect, or how it will all feel, but if it's to be believed, I'll walk out of this barn a heifer in her prime.

"And now," she says. I take the pill then squirt the water in my mouth. After a hard gulp, I could feel the pill hit my belly.

"Mooooooo," I bellow, sounding entirely human.

I continue mooing into the eigth and ninth, but with no sign of any changes. When I hit twelve and nothing had happened, I immediately assume something got screwed up.

"Why isn't anything happening? Is the time right" I ask.

She shrugs. "Yup. Right on the dot, in fact."

I wait a few more moments, eagerly scanning my body for even the slightest tingle or heat that indicated something was happening. As nothing does, I get a little impatient. Standing up, I reach over for Maddie's wrist and check the time. It was five after midnight with no changes.

"I don't get it. I did everything right," I say, my foot tapping away nervously.

"Hmmmmm, think you just need to give it some time," she suggested, looking right at me.

"But how long before I just assume it's a dud pill? Or maybe your watch is fast?" I suggest.

Maddie shakes her head. "Mine is right on the money. You really should just wait."

"How can you be so sure?" I ask her.

"I just am," was her simple response.

"Has it happened to others? Not changing for a while?" I ask as I wait.

"Not changing? What are you talking about?" she said with a slightly perplexed look.

"I'm not changing," I tell her, perhaps a bit roughly.

She rolls her eyes and reaches into her pocket. Plucking out her phone, she fiddles with it for a second before turning it to face me. I takes me a second to realize it's my reflection on the phone and beyond that, my ears were already sticking out the side of my head. I hadn't even realized though, now when I listen hard enough, the pops and cracks of the ears are there.

"Sorry," I apologize, reaching up and tugging at the elongated things.

"It's fine," Maddie waves off as she pockets the phone. "Guess you didn't feel those?" she asks with a plucking of the one. It bounces for a minute before stopping gently.

"Not until now, no."

"Cute things, aren't they?" she mused to me.

"Mhmmm," I say as I close my eyes and feel her rub my ears.

"Do you feel anything else?" she asks me.

I again scan my body, but this time more closely.

"My tail and my balls really ache," I say as just locating the change made it throb.

Reaching behind myself, I could feel the bones popping into the appendage from my tail bone and lengthening the thing behind me. Then I move my hand to my crotch and realize I'm leaking cum without any control.

"Oh jeez," I say, turning away from the girl. "Sorry."

"It's fine," she reassures me.

I strain and feel my cock shrinking before my ass started looking any different. And my testicles pulled in and cunt developed, I realized I was looking more cowgirl than cow. My hands and feet were the same and my nose was still very human. Then my stomach grumbled. Not out of pain or discomfort but hunger.

Holding my stomach, I feel it roar even louder. Hunger pangs setting it, I start to look around for any sort of snack.

"What is it?" Maddie asks when she sees me searching.

"I dunno. I'm feeling really hungry," I say.

To that, the girl lifts her sleeve up to cover a smile. She then points, rather than say a word, to the trough of feed not ten steps from me.

"What? Eat that?" I say dismissively.

"Yeah," she nodded.

"But that's for cows," I point out.

Again she points but this time at my head. I think it's just the ears but I soon notice my nose isn't quite right either. It was just starting to widen.

"Well I'm not a cow yet, is that better?" I sound a bit taken aback that she would even suggest it. Still, she only shrugs again and waits me out.

So I stand here, hungry, naked, with a dripping cunt- simply having it was enough to turn me on-, cow tail, and ears.

"Go eat, really," she now vocalized. "You'll come along quicker. I promise."

I wasn't yet convinced but feel curious enough to investigate more. I walked over to the trough and looked down on the corn and sun flower seeds and barley that showed inside of the grainy mix. It didn't look particularly appetizing but I decided I should try.

Bending down, I felt my tail flick on its own and my enlarged nostrils took in the scent. It was certainly grainy, and dusty, and I shouldn't have any interest but I remember what Maddie said. She does seem to know a lot about this. Tongue out, I decide to try it. I go to shovel some in with just my mouth- I didn't even think to use my hands- and get a far bigger load than expected on account of a bigger mouth than I knew I had.

Getting it in my mouth and chewing, at first I was utterly out of my depth as it didn't taste very good and I couldn't chew it very well. But as I thought this, things began to change.

My muzzle started to push out more, bringing my upper and lower jaws out and giving my mouth more room. Next my teeth started to thicken up and get heavier to better grind down the feed. Then my tongue starts to get heavy too, extending down the length of my growing snout.

I start to chew and break it down. As if expecting this, my waist starts to grow and my gut takes on flabby skin. I then swallow and feel the load scrape down my throat as it still isn't quite big enough to match my mouth's ambition. It splashed down into my stomach with a bang and my hunger only grows. I swallow more and more until my mouth was empty. Looking down, it was like I added forty pounds. Looking behind me revealed more growth on my ass.

I then glanced back at Maddie who was just sitting there, watching me. Turning back and looking down at the feed, I know what I have to do.

Not to confused with a pig, I started scarfing down the feed as fast as I could, giving no thought to ever using my hands. I was just hungry and eating my food, I had to think.

Feeling my ass swell up like it used to was great but when wet pops could be heard, I felt a lot of discomfort around my pelvis. I knew it would have to reshape but I didn't realize it would be this uncomfortable. My feet were constantly readjusting to new stances and in order to hold the weight I was adding to hips and belly.

"Oh god. So'good," I moan between big bites. My snout has really grown and I couldn't be happier. I could fit more in and chew more now with only made things behind me progress faster.

My arms cracked and shifted too, with my hands melding into their hoof form. It was somewhat hard to process it all but I knew I was changing and not like any time before. I was really fully becoming a cow.

I lift my head up and moo, smiling as I dig back in. Patches of fur start to grow over my skin as the Holstein blood overtakes the old. Of course my udder was becoming more pronounced too, with it starting to swell with teats only growing once the udder was a fifty pound pendulum. Maddie struggled to get the hoses hooked up to me so I did my best to keep still. Once she was set with all four, she went back to the machine.

"Ready?" I hear her ask.

I flick my tail back and forth to signal back. The machine starts and I'm once again donating milk to the farm. Still eating, I feel my arms arms and legs thicken properly until I'm easily on all fours with my head in the trough. Though the growing of my neck caught me off guard at first, I adjusted and only habe to deal with shedding hair coming into my food.

I step back and shake my head repeatedly until every strand of my old hair is gone. Now the space between my ears was being covered with fur, just like the rest of me.

I don't know the exact moment I started to cum from the sheer volume of changes. Maddie must have noted my wetness as I heard her say, "I'll be right back with a friend," before disappearing. I did not have the mind to check if my clothes were still there or if Maddie had grabbed them for some reason.

As I ate, I grew, and as I grew, I changed more. Fur was sprouting up everywhere, my guts were churning on the inside with more stomachs growing and becoming linked in me, and my back hooves finally formed. All of it just meant I should eat more and let it happen. Sure enough, it did.

After the last patch of human skin was covered, my face changed entirely, my lungs swelled, and bones readjusted, I was a cow.

I stopped eating and moved slowly backwards, with the tubes knocking around on me.

'This is it. I've done it. The damn pills worked. I'm fucking big cow,' I think to myself as I move. Everything feels like it's in slow motion and my body feels so heavy. I wish the milking machine's tubes weren't so bulky so that I could-

I heard the sudden slam of a door and a gust of wind. On the wind is a musky, strong scent that causes my cunt to quiver. I listen and hear the trot of weighty hooves on the ground along with two human feet. I quickly realize they're coming towards me and I'm somewhat nervous.

There soon after, Maddie appears at the stable gate with the reins of a rather massive looking bull in her hand. "And this nice girl is, let's call her April, given the month," Maddie said by way of introducing the bull to me. "She's gonna be your new fuck buddy for the weekend," she explained to the bull while I stood there.

The bull's massive nostrils breathed hot steam and took in my likely alluring scent.

I try and vocalize something and Maddie seems to pick up on it.

"This is Bruce, your new friend," she says to me. I wanted to ask about the name April and why she bothered but before I could, she tugged the reins and brought the bull trotting into the stable. The stable now felt a lot smaller than before.

Maddie walked around me and bent over to unhook the milking machine. I felt like I was still quite full, with teats dripping even after the suction was turned off, but she turned it off and seemed more interested in the bull.

"Okay, big boy. Time to have your way with April," she said, giving the bull a spank on the rump. He then trundled forward and without any romance he leaps on top of me. The weight was a lot to bear and my hooves nearly buckled before I locked out my hind legs. This only allowed more of the bull to crawl up my back.

'Oh Christ, bull cock... I'm about to, maybe this was a mistake...' I think in a panic. It isn't helped when I see Maddie come around to my front side.

"You really turned out a lot better than the previous ones we've had. Her formula must be getting better," she says to me with an air of suspicion. "That line may have got you wondering, so let my explain while Bruce lines up to rail you. I know the shop you went to and me and the owner are good friends. Have a nice deal going where she sends me your sort and I get free cows or chickens or horses to sell or work. And you, my girl, will be worked."

Prods from the bull's cock almost distracted from what she was telling me. That this was all some sort of set up.

"I never thought my own neighbor was a cow perv though," she said with little grace. "Guess it doesn't matter much now. Your weekend excursion is about to become a permanent vacation."

And right on that moment, Bruce struck gold and forced his massive cock into me. My mouth opened and if I could have spoken words, I would have begged him to do it again. Even without my words, the bull did just that, pounding into me again, and again, and again.

Tongue drooping from my mouth in a growing heat, Maddie makes sure I can see her by lifting my head up by the snout.

"The shopkeeper told you that you'd turn back into a human come Monday morning," she reminded me. "But what she did not tell you is if you're pregnant come that time, you don't change back. Not ever, ever, ever!" She spoke like it was a joy and most of my body is awash with orgasmic glee, but her words still make it to me.

'Oh no,' I think briefly before the bull explodes into my cunt. I feel the gush of it in me and he pushes himself to the hilt to make sure I don't miss a drop. It does start to leak out the back of me, only telling me how much must be in me now. 'I'm screwed.'

Perhaps I should have tried to run. Or fought it. Or done something other than lower my head and wait for the bull to finish. Once he did, and got dragged off, I can hear another set of hooves clattering.

"Right over here, Jack," Maddie called out. Soon another man was there with the reins of yet another bull in hand.

She turned Bruce around and handed off the reigns to Jack who took the finished bull out without a fuss.

"April, say hello to Stanley. He'll be getting sloppy seconds and making sure you don't change back come Monday," Maddie explained with a saccharine smile which hurt me down deeply, but not enough to stop the bull from mounting me.

And mount me he did. And fucking me came next.

"That's it, Stanley. You got her," she said, helping him along.

The bull found its mark yet again and soon I was in shameful ecstasy once more. Mooing and hanging my head, my still befouled cunt was rammed again. And again and again and again, more times than I could count as my mind goes in all directions.

By the end, I am beat. My cunt is oozing bull cum and I am twice filled and feeling tired. By the time Stanley dismounts, it is nearer two in the morning.

"You take care tonight, April. Tomorrow you'll get it a few times as well. And Sunday. Gotta make sure our newest cow stays here now don't we?" The tone of her voice was prodding at me.

She shut the stable door and saw the bull out, leaving me still dripping cum and milk and feeling only now aware of how deeply I was screwed.

I was supposed to go to college. I was supposed to meet a girl. I was supposed to be married, have kids, college debt, and a house. Now... now all I would have is calf after calf. Milked daily and fed from a trough.

Is this what I wanted? All along?

Maybe.