“Hey Jess, your Mother asked me to... oh my”. Henry, barely in the kitchen stopped.
His little girl, his princess was completely naked, bent over the kitchen table, facing him. Her breasts were mashed between hands that held her up and the weight of her body pressing down on he pale flesh. Her eyes looked up, glazed but squinting to make contact.
“Daddy! You said cow...” he paused at Jess’s exclamation, “I made you say cow... I’m so sorry!”
Henry watched as tears began budding in the corners of Jess’s face. Her face screwed up in a twist of pleasure and hurt. “I’m sorry Daddy. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry...”, she began to blubber. What kind of a person would make someone else turn into an animal Jess thought. She felt awful. Truly despicable. Only a monster would do that. A real animal...
Jess moaned as she felt her exposed pussy twitch. She felt like an animal right now, debased and exposed, but desperately holding on.
Henry felt for his girl at that moment. Regardless of what happened, unlike Joan, jess had never attempted to force him to try to turn into an animal. He had to believe that what happened with her was an accident.
“It’s okay Jessie-baby. I don’t blame you.” He began. She cut in. “But it’s my fault, it’s my fault you’ll be a cow. Like me.”
Henry’s face screwed up. “You’re not a Cow, princess”.
Jess paused and looked over herself, massive breasts and ungainly udder, she sure didn’t feel like a normal person. She felt like an animal. She straightened up, breasts landing on her full belly, udder swinging pendulously between her legs. What was her dad playing at trying to placate her?
She grabbed two teats roughly, janking her udder up with a grunt. “This doesn’t look like a cow to you?”
Henry gulped. For weeks now Jess had been plaguing his mind. Today they had finally fucked, and outcome notwithstanding, he had found it invigorating, enlivening. Jess made him more excited now than he had in years. And something about her now, udder heavy and breasts hanging over a gravid belly. She almost looked pregnant. It barely took that to get him hard again.
Jess watched in horror as his cock stiffened, foreskin rolling back revealing the purple head. “Daddy... you like this?” she stuttered, dropping her udder.
Henry paused. He did. He did like the look of Jess this way. Whether it was some sick twisted fantasy buried deep, or the machinations of the Cabin, he couldn’t deny that he like it.
“I do, I like the look of you baby”. He licked his lips, Jess felt weak at the knees.
“What about Mum?” Jess began. Henry quickly cut in, “ Having a shower, won’t hear a thing”.
Jess shook her head. “I-I mean. What about you and her?”.
“She’s obsessed with becoming a goat, has been trying for weeks to get me to join her. Not like you. I’m...”. He paused, looking at her hopeful eyes.
“I’m glad it was you, I’m glad I said cow.”.
Jess moaned in delight. She couldn’t believe this. “Dad! I’m a hideous monster!”.
Henry shook his head. “Jess, you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and getting sexier by the day.”
“Dad... we need to stop this. To fix this.” She barely breathed.
“There’s nothing to fix love. You’re perfect.”
That was all Jess could handle. “Oh God Dad... you want me? You really want me?”. Henry, horny as hell now and past caring nodded eagerly. “Can I? I know it’s selfish, me wanting to change you more. But could I. Just this once?”
Jess nodded, “Just this once!”. Even though she knew that there was no way she’d be able to say no to him ever. That floodgate was gone. Hopefully, she thought, she’d be able to find a way out before they succumbed completely.
She turned around, away from Henry. He watched as slowly, slowly and carefully she got down on all fours, ass in the air, presenting herself.
Henry rounded the table and dropped to his knees behind her. He took a few moments to rub his hands up and down her udder. As he did he watched as hair began to sprout at the base of her neck. “Jess!?” he began.
“I know Dad! Please just fuck me!”
Not arguing with that, Henry leaned in, placing one wet kiss on her meaty slick lips. She tasted better than before. His tongue flashed out, licking deep within her cleft.
Jess grunted, stomach spasming, “Fuck... just make me Mooo Dad”. Jess had no idea where that came from. To Henry though, it was the sexiest thing she could have said. Rock hard he strightened and aligned himself.
“Who’s my little fuck Cow.” He said repeating the fateful words while slamming into Jess with all his might. She gasped as everything jiggled again. That was it, there was no way she could turn down sex if horny again. Knowing now how amazing it felt. Jess knew that she had transformed, a lot, in this one day. That her thus far iron will was fading, that she would be far more susceptible to the Cabin. And part of her didn’t care any more. Not now that she had found someone. Someone to turn into a cow with maybe...
“Meee...” she wheezed as Henry’s pace quickened. As he did so he began to feel something, his balls hitting harder and harder. Jess felt it too. Each thrust sending a slap of heavy flesh against her udder.
“Dad. Your balls. UH... UHHNNN... are they growing?” she called out. Imagining them swelling, eyes rolling at the thought of them.
“Yeah my little fuck cow! Bull’s testicles to fuck my little cow with.” A vision entered Jess mind. A vision of being filled by a bucket of bull cum. Of letting nature take its course. One hand briefly left the floor as she rubbed her belly. “Fill me up Daddy.”
“What?” Henry asked, having only half heard Jess over the sound of slapping and squelching bodies. With one hand he reached out, hand rubbing down the fur that grown the length of her spine. Using both hands he spread her ass cheeks to reveal a completely furry crack.
“Fill up your little fuck cow daddy!!!... Mmooooo!!!”
Jess wasn’t sure why she added in the ‘Moo’ at the end, but it seemed to do the trick. Henry grunted, his pace became erratic, and she felt trust after trust, jet after jet of hot cum fire deep within her.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, Jess hadn’t quite finished yet, so when Henry slid from her, watching his daughter twist to turn and land on her bum, he saw her furry crack, now streaked with dribbling cum from her vagina, beginning to lose its fur, coating.
Jess seeing the disappointed look on her Dad’s face, smiled, lay back flat so her udder could rest on her belly and used two hands to pull and display her pussy for him, clit red and angry, ready.
Henry wasted no time diving in. Cum or no cum his tongue was a whirlwind, and before long Jess came to a twitching, writhing orgasm.
With a exhalation of “Wow...” both lay down on the cold kitchen floor, exhausted.