Todd looked to the remote, debating what he wanted to do for the next part of the act. A few people were looking at her, befudled, while she just stood there, confused. He moved the sliders all to 100%, including mind. Her human intelllect would begin to degrade to that of a simple bovine, while her udder would never stop producing, and she would lose any humanoid feature she currently had. Reversal wasn't an option he considered, even long term, so he slapped that 'apply' button.
Gwen was red in the cheeks as she felt her new assets with her morphed appendages. What had caused this? She hadn't had any fathomable answer, and it was becoming harder to think of one. She looked down at her body, feeling the urge to strip what hadn't torn. Cows didn't need clothes, she thought helplessly to herself as her subconcious dictated her actions. Her body was plumping up as her bones cracked and reformed. She fell to all fours behind the counter, groaning in pain, though it hadn't sounded like a groan, but a moo. Her hair began to fall out as her body was covered in short, ruff, tufts all over. Her newly formed hooves clacked on the tile as she spread them apart, looking beneath herself. Her fat tits had already begun to fade away, milk spewing out until her nipples merged into her main body. She thought less about the transformation, and more about how to get outside as her stomach growled at her. Her pupils changes to be large and black, any human semblance being re-written in the blink of her eye. Her womanhood moved and reshaped to match a bovine posterior as her change came to an end.
All Todd could see was her head above the counter, starting to moo for assistance. She appeared to be a full on cow, mind, body and spirit. Todd felt that he should-