The farmhand came back with a bucket, and something in Jeff told her to get on all fours. Akwardly she got on her hands and knees, just high enough to have her full udder over the bucket to be milked. The farmhand placed his hands on two of her teats, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine, her tail wiggling in excitement.
Suddenly the farmhand began to pull, and Jeff was treated to the lovely feeling of milk squiring out of her udder. Closing her eyes and moaning in pleasure her ears began to extend slightly. As she was milked they became more and more like cow ears, twitching at sounds. But that wasn't all. Her toes started to curl up, the tips turning black as she was milked. Slowly as her udder emptied her toes melted together, forming the two half of a hoof, her feet shrunk until her legs had only hooves at the end.
Still on her knees Jeff felt the farmhand take his hands off her empty udder and take the bucket away, pouting at the end of the pleasure. She slowly got up before falling flat on her ass. Surprised Jeff looked down at her feet to find two cow hooves instead. This time getting up more carefully she got up unsteadily on two hooves, her legs while still built for upright walking, her hooves were not. Grabbing the sit of the stall she watched as a farmhand opened it to let her back out to the pasture.
Slowly walking out, the akward moved movement of her legs made even harder by her swinging udder annoying her. Deciding to try something different she lowered herself to all fours. While her body was still built for upright walking she found the position unquestionably right as well as easier, her hooves supporting her as her udder freely dangled. Sighing at the relief she trotted out into the pasture.