Dustin remembered everything. He remembered being the cow, he remembered being Dustin the bitch, he remembered being Dustin the human. It was so confusing, his… her mind was so jumbled as different fragments of memory popped in and out her thoughts.
Dustin remembered his childhood as a human man. He remembered going to highschool with his best friend Troy. He remembered them renting a house together. He remembered joking around about the Book of Beast. Secretly he had been hoping it would be real, that Troy would be able to turn him into an anthro German Shepard, that Troy would be able to give him the body that he’d always wanted. He remembered thinking what a stupid joke that was, remembered thinking that Troy was just trolling him.
Then he was a dog – a male dog, but there weren’t any memories of that dog beyond the few minutes he had spent as it. Then Troy did… something. And she remembered being Dustin the bitch. She remembered Master… Troy… buying her. She remembered being fucked raw by Clint.
Then she remembered being the cow. That was the worst of the memories, if for no other reason than how fragmentary they were. It was just bits and pieces of walking around Troy’s backyard. Brief flickers of eating grass. Short glimmers of standing idly about as she chewed her cud. The cow was so stupid, she realized, that she didn’t form memories the same way as she had in her other forms.
Her mind was briefly drawn between her legs. Dustin – the human Dustin – knew what cows were used for and she half expected to feel the weight of a full udder pulling down between her thighs, but to her relief she couldn’t really feel anything there.
Her next thought went back to Dustin the bitch – of the cum seeping out of her canine cunt. Dustin closed her eyes and, as much as she didn’t want to, she began mentally mapping out the backside of her “new” body. Her cunt felt normal – that was good, and as she ran her tail along it she realized it was also dry – that was better.
At least whatever Troy did to change her into a cow had undone that unpleasantness.
Dustin looked around the room, she had to figure out what was going on, what was…
Then she felt the thought begin to seep out, to fade to blackness.
“No!” she tried to mentally scream. That flood of memories, all of those thoughts – they had hit her so quick. Although it had felt like minutes to her, the reality was that it was closer to seconds. She had Dustin’s memories, but not his body. She was a cow. She had a cow’s brain. And that brain could barely hold a memory for more than a few seconds.
She tried to hold onto that thought, but it too began fading into darkness.
Where was she? Why was she a cow? Wasn’t she a human?
Dustin didn’t know what was going on. Was she supposed to be a human like Troy? She remembered being a human? But she also remembered being a bitch?
She remembered having sex? Did that just happen? Why couldn’t she feel Clint’s cum inside of her? Where was Clint?
Troy made noises at her. Something was wrong, but Troy was her friend. Troy could fix this. She tried to tell Troy to help, but all she could do was below out a loud “Mooooo”.
“Moooo!” she yelled. “Mooooo!” she swished her tail in frustration.
Troy made more noises.
“Moooo!” she cried out in desperation as panic filled her eyes and her hoofs stomped against the ground. She needed to get Troy to help. She needed…
The thought began to fade away as Troy made another, short noise. Her head felt weird. Her thought stuck around. She needed to get Troy to help… needed to ASK Troy for help… needed to…
“Can you understand me?” Troy said.