I could feel my whole body reverberate as Bessie moved to the side of the bed. Although I doubted by eyes or ears were still intact, my vision remained, far from my own control however. Bessie's sights and sounds filtered through her own mind down to my separate existence. She did not need to speak as I was aware of what she wanted me to know. Because of this, I had found out she was fully aware of what I felt and every movement of my body was a movement of hers. I also found out that I had lost most of my body mass in the transformation and that it was unfinished.
To nourish me she had devised a method developed more pleasurable than using her own normal means of feeding herself. Mind you this could have easily been accomplished, but she loved to experiment.
"We are going to need a bit more assistance. The last transformation was easy to prepare as it involved my body alone. A liquid I have prepared should finish the task."
I could see through her eyes the pale pinkish vial was lifted from a compartment in the bed frame, and slowly lifted to her lips. The smooth cool sensation quickly turned warmer in her stomach and I immediately felt that my mouth was intact. Slowly my lips burst into fresh air and it seeped down my throat slightly. The "throat" as I had previously known started at my lips and connected straight to the rest of my body, her new udder. Muscles could be contracted all along this shaft in my control, and the stimulus I felt unfiltered by Bessie's mind.
What I had become was known to me, and though I was afraid of my new existence, I was excited and aroused by the opportunity. It was then I felt my new clitoris had survived, and engorged between my lips. The erotic moment triggers a wave of muscle contraction all along my throat, our vagina. Bessie was elated, for she had new and improved sexual organs.
My body was attached well to her midsection, and my new smaller size, meant that it was a pleasant and smooth motion that engulfed my body when she climbed out of the bed. Her stride made me aware of my body and the thought of being an udder excited me once more. My vagina lubricated itself instinctively distracting me from our destination. We arrived in another room, much more bare, and with a minotaur lying on a lightly padded table. He was well secured, but could not move from what seemed to be the same paralyzing serum used on myself.
Bessie's erotic notions flooded onto me and I was aroused by the minotaur's large penis. I wanted more than anything to have it thrust inside me, and Bessie positioned herself to obey. With Bessie straddling his member, she trust it into me. My vagina spasmed in delight and the pumping motion seemed to go though my whole body. I could think of nothing but the pure enjoyment sweeping over me and his load filled me in places I now felt grow to accommodate. My entire body had grown to an udder twice the profile of previously. Bessie got up to a new strain as her body adjusted to carrying such a volume in that position.
The bull lay worn at her knees, while Bessie's moved her bulky hands over me. She knew despite my lack of freedom, I threw away my notions of humanity and submitted fully to such an experience. And as if rewarding my submission she tugged on my teat to release a complete orgasm strong enough to shake her as well.