"It's a beautiful night, Trevor," Melissa spoke, "and you've been so good to me."
She couldn't help but smile as Trevor presently held her bridal style beside his truck. The effect of Love Potion Number Nine on her mind and body was still there, but because it had been so diluted that she truly was beginning to come out of it. She wasn't completely out of it, but her mind was clear enough to know that regardless of the fact that the present situation had not been planned by either of them, it had been romantic. Trevor had come to her rescue and had done so quickly and held her close once he'd recused her, and he'd never acted lecherously toward her.
In every way, Trevor had been a perfect gentleman to her, which endeared her to him. It was partially why she could real love growing for him. He'd had plenty of opportunities to turn her, and in many ways, she might not have resisted had he actually tried. But every time he had the chance, he acted like a gentleman and took the high road. That only made her love him even more, and that had only confirmed on what she wanted. She loved Trevor and wanted to be a werecow, his werecow, and live out four centuries with him, because he was grade A person.
"I try," Trevor said slowly.
Melissa leaned up and kissed Trevor's nose again, "Please, Trevor... I know this isn't quite the way anyone would have planned it... but it has been romantic in its own way. You've been a perfect gentleman, when you've had plenty of chances to not be... and you were a gentlemen through YOUR efforts, not because I've made you."
Trevor slowly nodded with a small smile.
"And in that... I'm ready... I'm in love," Melissa answered, "and I want to be with you in every possible way."
"Your dad..." Trevor began and Melissa raised a finger to his mouth to silence him.
"I sent a text to him, told him that I'm fine and with you and will be what I WANT to be," Melissa told him, "if he's mad, he'll be mad at me, not you. Don't worry. Please... let's enjoy the night."
"You're sure?" Trevor asked.
"Yes," Melissa nodded.
And with that, Trevor nodded and walked out toward the field that Melissa had pointed to and began to transform back into his human form. His feet flattened and he became a bit shorter as his feet returned to a plantigrade stance. His fur receded back inside his skin, his tail was pulled back inside him as was horns were pulled inside his skull and as his muzzle retracted back. It was a quick transformation which Melissa did note and looked him with a slightly puzzled look.
"If we're to do this," Trevor explained slowly, "I'll need to be in human form... as while I'm not fully mature, yet, I am too big in my were form to safely turn you. Don't worry... we'll both change together."
That only made Melissa smile more as Trevor took her out into the field, and away from the Tyson home. They were technically still on the farm and secluded from sight from anyone coming up the driveway, and Trevor did have to make sure they avoided any spot where the livestock his family raised had done its business, but the spot that he did find was cleat and the grass was soft against his bare feet. As he set Melissa down, she soon held her to him planted a passionate kiss on his lips. She took his wrist with one hand and lifted it to her breast, it felt soft and warm and he could feel through the fabric that her nipple was erect.
"You make me so happy," Melissa said softly as she broke the kiss and began moving to undo the belt that was holding Trevor's pants up, though at the moment, being back in his human form again, they were hanging loosely enough that only one thing was holding them up. After undoing the belt and button and letting his pants drop, she looked down to find a very large erection pushing his boxers forward. It was firm, and Peter soon pulled his underwear down to let it stand freely. His penis was huge, and Melissa had one memory flash of when she'd accidentally walked in on her father and Virginia. Her father's equipment had looked rather large too, but he'd been transformed at the time, and Trevor looked pretty comparable even in his human form. The part of her that wanted him and wasn't dealing with the effects of Love Potion Number Nine was very eager at that. "Oh... my..."
Trevor gave a small smile and blushed as he moved to undo the zipper on the back of Melissa's dress, "as I'm sure you're aware... that weres are generally built to make more weres. Regardless of whether they're male or female."
"I know," Melissa blushed as dress fell to the ground, exposing her breasts to the night air. Her nipples were already hard, partially from the drug, partially from the coolness of the night air, and partially from the expectation of being with the man she loved. She then kicked the dress away along with her shoes and began to move to deal with Trevor's jacket, "but I'd bet there are some other meanings based on what I said..." she reached down and gripped Trevor's erect shaft and wiggled it slightly side to side, "...because I'm sure THIS will make me happy..."
"I'm sure," Trevor said slowly as Melissa helped him out of the suit jacket, and the rest of his costume, soon leaving him naked with Melissa in only her panties, the necklace, and jewelry, which she was now removing and placing on the pile of discarded clothing as the night stars shown down on them. For a moment, Trevor thought he saw a small twinkle in Melissa's eyes as she smiled to him and his mind flashed through thoughts of how beautiful she truly was.
The two came together again, both kissing passionately and heavily. Melissa could feel her heart hammering away in loving anticipation what was to come. A part of her arousal might be the drug, but being with Trevor was both love and her own conscious mind. He had been so good to her in their short time together, and while it had been quicker than she might have expected, it felt so wonderful just to be around him. She then felt his right hand briefly caress her left breast as she pressed herself against him, softly rubbing at her erect nipple and then going down her side until he came to her hips. From there, his hand moved around the front to the juncture between her legs as they both gradually got down to their knees and then as Trevor carefully and gently laid Melissa back so that she was laying in the grass around them. The grass tickled her skin a little bit, but the big thing was the soft caress of Trever's hand over vagina and her clit, raising an aroused moan.
"Oooooooohhhhhh," Melissa moaned huskily as the caress was gentle and soft, and despite the strength she knew Trevor had, it felt as if he was in total control so that his touch was tender. Almost as if he wasn't even touching her at all. "I... love... you."
"I love you, too," Trevor smiled to her, his head framed by the stars above them, "and... I think you're ready... physically."
"Of course I am," Melissa smiled and leaned up to kiss Trevor again, "I'm ready in EVERY way. Every little thing you've done for me... has MADE me ready."
Trevor happily smiled and then moved above her as Melissa spread her legs, and began to slow ease his erect penis into her vagina. Melissa's eyes widened at the sensation as a massive flow of pleasure filled her as she felt Trevor's length enter her. Inch by inch he slowly eased his way in and her wet opening stretched around him with no trouble. There was no pain as this happened. Melissa was indeed a virgin before now, but she'd known enough that many of the stories people told about sex was a myth. While the hymen was something that could be torn during sex, it was usually more due to the fact that the male's entry into his partner was either in a hurry and entered before she was ready or because he was inexperienced and essentially missed, not because the hymen was a barrier that prevented any entry at all. If it truly was this supposed barrier that was SUPPOSED to be torn the first time a woman had sex, she'd never have a period. As if nothing can get in, neither would anything get out. But Melissa's case was different. Trevor wasn't in a hurry and by his past admission, he had at least some experience with regard to sex. In that, as Trevor eased himself into her, Melissa could only moan in response.
"I... love you... Trevor!" Melissa moaned out passionately as she brought her hands up to feel Trevor's chest, and she hesitantly felt along the firm edges of his pectoral muscles, and well rewarded by feeling their strength and firmness and feeling Trevor finish his initial thrust into her.
"And I you," Trevor moaned before laying down to kiss his girlfriend, first on the lips and then moving softly to her neck and finally down her chest and breasts, picking up the pace of his thrusts into her slightly as he went.
"Trevor!" Melissa gasped as her whole body shook in orgasm. She was filled with pleasure as Trevor pumped his member in and out. He was gentle, so as not to harm her in any way, but moved with enough firmness that he more than kept her aroused. His occasional teases at her breasts and her neck only sent added shimmers of pleasure through her body and only furthered her want and desire to bring Trevor to his own climax and join him... to be with him... to love him in every way. As they continued, she continued to find herself moaning heavily as Trevor brought her to a second orgasm and then a third. She'd never felt anything so good before, and at present, she never wanted it to end. And then she felt it. Trevor's penis was beginning to twitch as he thrust in and out of her. He was getting close, and she could feel it...
"I... love... you... MeeeeEEEEELLLLL!" Trevor moaned out, gaining some volume as he felt his member erupt inside his girlfriend and effectively sealing her fate.
He then collapsed down onto his side and pulling Melissa onto hers as he did so. She looked so radiantly beautiful to him as they both basked in the glow of their coupling. And soon, their second round would begin, as Melissa transformed. She'd ultimately need a new wardrobe, as he doubted anything she presently owned would fit even her human form once she transformed. Even with the size differences between werecows, depending on the breed and what it was raised for, even at the age of fifteen, Melissa would grow to a size that most normal human women couldn't attain without plastic surgery. Anna, who was a fifteen year old werecow who was based off a beef cattle breed was presently a small F cup, and by the time Anna turned eighteen and was physically mature, she would grow to an H cup. If Melissa's breed turned out to that of another beef cattle breed, her size would mirror Anna's. And if she became a breed often used for both meat and dairy, like the Texas Longhorn, or if she became a breed that was raised for dairy... then Melissa would grow an even bigger chest. He doubted Melissa had anything that would fit the new her, but Trevor figured he could share some clothes with her and that his mom would be more than happy to help with Melissa acquiring a new wardrobe.
"So... how long will it take?" Melissa asked to Trevor as she looked to him, though her body was already starting to feel rather warm. She also felt something beginning to burn within her... as though it was a driving need, and it screamed to her "Trevor!"
"Not very long," Trevor answered as Melissa bucked her hips forward and rolled him onto his back, reversing the positions that they'd originally been in and he could see that she was already starting to transform as a fine coat of russet hairs was beginning to grow out of her body.
"Ohh... I need... I need you, Trevor," Melissa moaned out as she thrust her hips forward as he whole body felt warm. She was urgently getting herself started again as a strong need for Trevor flowed through her. She needed him and in this, she could actually feel herself starting to change. She looked down to him and saw a fairly warm smile on his face and as she set her arms down beneath her, she could see the russet fur starting to cover her. It wasn't a true red that matched her hair, but it was a reddish shade. She also noticed that the fur on her arms actually got lighter in color, almost a reddish cream type shade.
Trevor nodded from beneath her watched as Melissa's form and figure began to develop. She gave a series of almost pained grunts as her hips began to widen out, the sound of new bone growing giving off a sort of cracking sound that Trevor could hear and forced Melissa to thrust hard against him. He could also see as her abdominal muscles grew larger and more defined, even under russet fur. In that he knew that Melissa was starting grow larger and suit the larger form and frame that she would have as a were. To help her get through the uncomfortable parts of the first transformation, Trevor then began to slowly change with her, letting him transform at the same rate.
The transformation was an odd thing. Trevor's hard penis inside her, which Melissa could now feel growing larger as Trevor began to transform with her, felt wonderful. Melissa couldn't get enough of that, but there was also the odd sensations in her shoulders, hips, and feet. Even her hands felt a bit odd in a way. At the same time she felt an odd throbbing sensation in nearly all her muscles as they began to swell larger and better sculpted. She eventually managed to look to her hands which were presently holding her up above Trevor and noticed that the digits had swollen much larger and thicker, like the bones in her hands were bigger and better suited to hold her weight and at the same time, her fingernails had lengthened to surround the outside of each finger giving a very hoof like shape. In this, she fully realized that she was transforming and wanted to cry out in joy as she looked back over her shoulder to notice that her butt looked much bigger than it'd been before and that her feet had lengthened out, giving her a digitigrade stance with two hooved toes that she could see.
"It's... happening..." Melissa said slowly, her voice half way between a sexual moan and a giddy child.
"Yes," Trevor moaned back and thrust upward fairly hard, not to hurt Melissa but to allow his tail to grow out beneath him. The thrust was enough that despite the fact that Melissa's head was largely unchanged, though for the moment her eyes had become a werecow's dark brown, it did raise another happy moan from Melissa and one that gave another indicator of what she was becoming.
"Mmmooooooooooo," Melissa felt herself moan softly as she looked down to Trevor and smiled. His nose had flattened out and taken on its blackish brown shade surrounded by a ring of cream-white fur around his nose with a sharp color shift into dark brownish color that covered the rest of his head. At the same time, her own nose seemed to feel like rubber at moment and small cracking sounds were heard as she felt her face begin to push forward. She also had an odd tugging sensation at her ears "Trevor... did... you... hear...?"
"I did," Trevor moaned back lovingly as he watched Melissa's face push forward into a bovine muzzle. On her it was rather balanced as her nose or lower lip didn't protrude up or down or out and wasn't wider than the sides of her muzzle. The space between her two nostrils was filled with a blackish colored skin with a lighter colored area of fur immediately around her nose, though it was smaller than the similar whitish portion on the end of his own muzzle. And the rest of the fur on Melissa's head was the same russet color as the rest of her body. It was similar to her red hair, but wasn't a perfect match. At the same time, he watched as her ears stretched out to the upper sides of her head and as Melissa actually flicked them forward and backward, almost as if testing the new muscle groups even as they continued to mate. "You're beautiful, Mel."
Melissa slowly looked herself over, but didn't pause her thrusting her hips backward and forward on Trevor's now erect bovine penis, which she thought felt even better than his human penis did moments before. She could tell that shoulders were now much broader than before, not nearly as broad as Trevor's shoulders, but definitely broad for a woman. Her hips were much wider than they were before, and as she looked back over her shoulders and saw a long russet furred tail with long tassels of russet hair. By now, looking down had also put her newly grown muzzle into view as well. She knew she was nearly complete, nearly a werecow and a full member of Moon Lake's were society, and that did make her smile, even as she seemed to feel a slight pushing sensation on the top of her head. Tentatively she raised her hands and found that her horns were coming in. They weren't large. They were in fact rather modest horns that were sort of shaped like a parenthesis mark that curved up and slightly forward from the back of her skull.
"And I'm almost complete," Melissa looked fact to Trevor, who by now was fully transformed, barely noticing that while her voice was still feminine it was now slightly deeper than before, "I just need to grow in one area to match other werecows..."
In this Trevor's attention was soon drawn to Melissa's breasts. Normal to were transformations always had the potential to be unpredictable in how they would progress. In some transformations, every part of the body would change and grow at the same time. In others, it would be more of a stop and start. Parts of the body would change and then progress to other parts of the body. In Melissa's case it appeared to be the latter, as so far, her chest had remained the same. Before her transformation she'd been a solid B cup, but now as the rest of her body had grown, her breasts looked proportionately smaller on her.
"And as a Canadienne," Melissa smiled down to Trevor, feeling all the instinctive knowledge on being a werecow flood into her mind as she began to feel Trevor's penis begin to twitch again inside her. Her breed was a diary cow that had been bred in Quebec, Canada and had proven to be a rather hearty breed for Canada's winters. Some may have used it for meat, but in its breeding, it was a diary cow. In that, Melissa knew she had a lot of growing to do before she was at the right size for a werecow at her present age and stage in "were-puberty," and would grow even further till she was a J cup at 18. That, however, would be at slower rate than the growing she was about to go through. "As a dairy werecow... I need to grow..."
As if on command, her transformation finally reached her breasts. The first thing to change where here nipples and areole. Her areole widened, as did her nipples which began to grow out longer poking out into the night air and begging to be sucked on. And as Melissa smiled down at Trevor, the thought of suckling their eventual calves on her teats as they stood out from her chest, at least a couple inches long and thicker than before. Melissa also had the private sensation that her nipples would also be bigger in her human form as well, but that wasn't important at the moment. The important thing was to complete her transformation, and from there she could soon feel added weight on her chest. She looked down to see both of her breasts beginning to swell larger. With each breath they took they pushed further out from her body and retaining a near perfect swell and roundness with little to no sag whatsoever.
Trevor now eagerly thrust upwards into Melissa as her chest passed C cups behind and was rapidly moving toward E cups. Her transformation had actually reached a point where she was growing aroused by her own transformation and was thrusting even harder against him. Eager to please her and share his love, he reached up to caress Melissa's swelling bosom, now passing an F cup, the size that Megumi would grow to when she finished puberty. He found Melissa's russet fur there to be of a different texture than on much of the rest of her body. Much of the fur on werecattle was actually rather wiry in nature. It served some protection and warm, but it wasn't soft the way the fur of many other weres were. However, on a werecow's breasts, the fur was different. There the fur was shorter. It remained thick enough to cover a werecow's skin, but it was shorter there and at the same time, it felt like caressing pure velvet.
The feeling of Trevor's hands softly caressing her finally sent Melissa over the edge, and as her chest settled into a large G cup, she gave a bellowing "moo" as her transformation finished. Trevor joined her and erupted inside her as he was brought to another orgasm, and completing Melissa's transformation.
"Thank you, Trevor," Melissa gave a happy smile and nuzzled her muzzle to Trevor's, "Thank you for everything."
"It was no problem," Trevor answered, "I... I'd do anything for you."
The two happily kissed as they lay in the grass together, werecow and werebull. Neither knew it, but in all the energy consumed transforming, Melissa had completely burned through the diluted Love Potion Number Nine. In that, a lot of her lust was falling away, but her love remained strong. She looked to Trevor and saw the same strong and kind, intelligent and caring werebull who'd said hello to her on her first day. The same gentleman who had a fair number of opportunities to turn her and claim his libido got the better of him, but didn't on his own accord. The same man who loved her and came to her rescue.
"I know it's early for a marriage proposal... but... I will say, that YOU are the only one I want to be with," Melissa said to Trevor.
"And you're the only one for me," Trevor answered, "I can't explain the how... All I know is that I love you, Melissa... I love you with all my heart. I always want to be by your side, work beside you and comfort you..."
The two nuzzled each other again and Melissa rolled off of him, this time sliding off of Trevor as his deflating penis was pulled back inside its sheath.
"I suppose I will need to take you up on a shopping trip," Melissa commented as she looked down at the two newly grown mountains on her chest, "I don't think I have anything that will easily cover these..."
"My mom would be more than happy to help with that," Trevor assured her, "I know she likes you, and I think my dad likes you too. Though, you may have to accept fairly... simple clothing... Nothing super expensive or flashy. My family does rather well with the milk that we sell and the payments the city makes to raise deer, but, I don't think she'll spring for anything super flashy that you're liable to outgrow."
"Yeah... were-puberty and all that you mentioned," Melissa smiled, "I remember when I saw your dad... a part of me was already fantasizing about you when you grow up... being as big as your dad."
"Probably the same part that was so eager to become a werecow tonight," Trevor quipped, "but yeah... I do have a bit more growing to do before I'm fully mature..."
"We both do," Melissa smiled, and caressed her right breast, enjoying the velvety feel of her fur there, "these aren't J cups, yet... and even there, they'd be too small to contain all the love that I have for you."
"You love me that much?" Trevor smiled, to which Melissa nodded and the young couple hugged and kissed again. It lasted for a few moments before Trevor did look at Melissa seriously, "though... we will need to get you home. It may be a Saturday night... but with everything, your dad could be miffed. We'll need to explain that regardless of certain events... everything worked out happily."
Melissa nodded and the two rubbed their noses together.
"I can loan you some of my clothes, they SHOULD find your human form for the ride home," Trevor spoke as he stood up.
Melissa nodded, "Okay... and don't worry. My dad will understand."
In that, she walked arm in arm with Trevor back toward his truck. She'd need to shift back in order to put on clothing, but the for the moment, Melissa felt she'd just enjoy being a were and in her were form. Simply being there with Trevor reminded her on what Erma had said on the best reasons to join a group. One was to love the animal, which was a bit of a hit and miss for Melissa. It wasn't that she hated cattle, but had never really thought about them before. On that she was rather neutral. The other was because you love the were turning you, and as she looked into Trevor's brown eyes as they collected the costume they'd stripped off, she knew she'd made the right choice. She loved him dearly, and in their short time together, he'd gone a long way to prove his love and earn hers. In that, she was happy to be a werecow, Trevor's werecow.