Debby waited for Rick, Sam, and their mom to leave before finally getting out of the car herself to take some pics of the town. The town smelled horrible to her, like they had just let the cows shit wherever they pleased. The buildings looked vintage enough to take some selfies around, so she checked around for a good angle. After taking a few pics, she turned a corner an ran straight into one of the locals and fell down. Picking herself up off the ground she got a good look at her obstruction, and was immediately surprised. In front of her was a round cow that was three times her size in a business suit that had all too obvious of sweat stains through the blazer and slacks (she hoped that was sweat on the slacks) with an expression as if she were a urban crawler with more important things to do that to listen to a word Debra had to say. The cow huffed, “You better be lucky I just got a massage, otherwise I would’ve snapped you in half you twig bitch.” Debra had never been so offended, but as soon as she turned to come back, the cow was gone. Now she was curious about this massage parlor that that cow just came from. Going back into town, she immediately spotted the western-style saloon with the words, “Massage Parlor” in worn out writing plastered on the roof. There seemed to be no line, so she figured now would be the best time to check it out.
Walking inside, the smell inside was even stronger than it was outside. There was a rather chubby (slim compared to every other cow there) receptionist sitting at the desk waiting to check people in. “Hi are you here for a massage?” Debra was taken aback by how polite this cow was. “I just wanted to check this place out, I’m not staying.” She said this with her nostrils closed, trying to keep the stink from burning her nose or eyes. The receptionist looked at her with confusion, but responded in a calm, relaxing tone. “I understand, this is a very popular tourist area and from having been on the road so long, many definitely want some time to relax. Tell you what, I’ll let you get a trial service for free. If you like it, you can pay for the whole service, if not, once the trial is done, you may leave. How does that sound?” Debby took a minute to think about it, she had been on the road for a while and she did feel a little stiff, but she still wasn’t sure she could bear this smell for long. “Can you do something about the unbearable smell, then I might be able to try this massage out.” The receptionist lit up with excitement, “Certainly!” As she happily skipped away, Debra wondered what she agreed to. Suddenly, she felt a fan turn on and blow a nice breeze across her body. She released her nose and took a light sniff and was surprised at how fresh the air was. Debby relaxed a little and followed the receptionist to a changing room where she stripped completely naked and wrapped herself in a towel. She was escorted to a room and told to give the masseuse a minute, being shown a tray with some odd looking treats on it and told to ‘help yourself’.
So many thoughts came into her mind, why did this place smell so terrible earlier, why are there only anthro cows here, why is everyone fat, and most importantly, why did the receptionist look so cute? She didn’t like girls, but she swore that the cow anthro that offered her this trial massage was turning her on. She wanted to think about it further, but the weird treats suddenly started to smell really good to her. It smelled like a bakery baking fresh bread and she couldn’t help but try one. Putting it in her mouth, she melted at the intensely delicious flavor that she had trouble describing. She had another, and another, and another. Before she knew it, Debby had finished the entire tray as she checked the tray with her hand edge to edge. She out her hand to her mouth in surprise as a loud and wet belch worked its way up her throat despite her attempts to keep it down. She blushed really hard as the door opened to the masseuse, a muscular but feminine cow with gigantic tits and an even larger udder patheticly covered by an apron. She looked sweaty, but oddly enough her scent wasn’t horrid like the building was earlier. She had a very motherly air about her, like she was known for taking care of children into their adulthood. The motherly cow then spoke in the most dulcet tone possible, “You must be my patient, I am Sylvia. What is your name dear?” Debby couldn’t be embarrassed as she responded, “D-D-Debby ma’am.” Sylvia giggled to herself, “No need to be so nervous sweetie, you’re here to relax. You humans types are always so wound up and nervous. Take off your towel for me, we’re both girls here.” Something about the scent coming from Sylvia and the smoothness of her voice, it was just so compelling, like Debby was in a safe space and no one could judge her. She undid her towel as Sylvia got closer, the scent getting stronger and a strange heat radiating off her body. Debby body totally relaxed as Sylvia starts to rub some sort of warming jelly on her. Debby felt her body get warm and imagined herself sunbathing on a nude beach. In reality, her body started sweating and plumping up like Sylvia’s, just without the cow hide. Sylvia laid the fattening human down and started her massage, kneading her muscles as they developed fat. Debby felt like dough in the hands of a pastry chef and Sylvia was the best baker around. Debby couldn’t put her finger on what that smell was, but it was starting to turn her on even more, her pussy gushing with arousal.
She just wanted this moment to keep going forever, but just before she was able to reach her climax, everything stopped. Her senses finally started coming back to her as she regained feeling in her body, the room turning back to normal, and Sylvia standing a good few feet away from her. She was frustrated, she felt like the trial wasn’t even enough to experience anything. Unbeknownst to Debby, she had already plumped up her body considerably, and yet she couldn’t even tell. She stumbled out of the room to grab her purse from the changing room, grabbing her card out from it and stumbling back inside. She stuck it out towards Sylvia and said, “I don’t care how much it is, I want the full thing!” Sylvia took the card and handed it to the receptionist. The receptionist piped up and said, “You won’t regret it.! I’ll out this back with your belongings once I’m done.” Debby put herself back on the table as Sylvia handed her a tray of those same odd-looking treats as she ate the whole plate with reckless abandon, causing her to rudely burp right in Sylvia’s face, which she blushed and apologized for. Sylvia just smiled, “I guess I’m better than I thought dearie. Believe me, you’re gonna be doing more than that when I’m through with you.” Sylvia spread her legs as she let out a bubbly fart, her tail fluttering in her foul wind. Debby then put two and two together as the scent from before got stronger. The treats gave her a fart fetish, and she was more than happy to huff momma’s fat and sweaty ass [wait, momma?]. Sylvia kept kneading Debby’s body as she then put on major weight. Debby started getting lost in the pleasure, but instead of a beach now she was on a farm, laying in the sun, feeling the cool breeze of the pond across her hide. She used her tail to seat away flies and enjoyed the peace and quiet.
Back in reality, Sylvia started to form the girl’s body into that of an anthro cow’s, starting with her face. A bit of oil and pull on her nose brought it out to a more bovine shape as she pulled on her ears, stretching them out long. Two taps to her head and two cute little horns grew in. Lathering more oil on her hands, Sylvia put in work getting Debby to proper size. Groping her mammaries, they quickly filled with fat and milk as they easily surpassed F cups. She started to sensually rub her belly, poking it every so often as Debby got gassier and gassier. They started out as small toots, dry and scentless, but as she began to sweat more, her farts got wetter and smellier, to the point where she was farting dense clouds of methane. Moving away from her stomach, Sylvia turned her over and started playing with Debby’s gassy ass, making it chunkier and chunkier to fit her top half. After getting it to size, Sylvia stuck her tongue inside Debby’s asshole, letting her long, bovine tongue reform the rotten hole into something more like the fat cow she was becoming. After getting a donut big enough to shove her entire fist into (and breathing in some manure-flavored farts while doing so), Sylvia smacked Debby’s ass as a tail shot out of her spine, changing to look like her hide as her tail tuft matched her changing hair color. Maribel loved the way momma smacked her ass [wait, who was Maribel? Debra didn’t know anyone or anything named Maribel]. Sylvia massaged her thighs as they plumped up nicely, giving her a full (and chunky) figure. “Just one more thing sweetie.” Sylvia said as she poured the oil on Debby’s feet, sliding on some black shoes that morphed her feet into hooves. To wake her up, Sylvia blew into the cow’s cunt as she said, “Rise and shine!”
Maribel arched up and squirted from her pussy multiple times as her body rocked in orgasm. She got up off the table and looked at her mother, now just slightly taller than her. She remembers looking up to her mother earlier, but she just brushed it off as a childhood memory. She then reached out and hugged her mother, the two cows blowing some terribly rancid wind into the parlor. She then broke the hug and told her, “I’m going to take Bethany to go see Uncle Henry and Aunt Linda, is that ok?” Sylvia giggled again, “Of course sweetheart, Henry loves my cooking, so I have to make sure he gets some when he’s in town. You girls behave, don’t go getting pregnant with your cousins without me being there.” With that, Maribel threw on the cleanest clothes she owned: a sweat stained t-shirt that exposed her entire belly and some daisy dukes that looked a little brown where her asshole was, but she was a cow, no one would mind if she broke a little wind and something wet came out. Her sister left the receptionist desk wearing some dirty sweatpants and a stained pink hoodie. They walked over to the hotel room where Rick and Henry were watching the game and drinking beer. Sam laid in the bed teasing her clit while no one was paying attention. The room was now full of five separate cows that each carried a lot of weight and a lot of stink, but this would become a family affair very soon. Linda…