Jess’s new muzzle pulled up at the sides of her extended mouth, her first bovine smile, nostrils flaring. The horny mist from when Henry was tugging her teats had abated a little, and she regained some of her senses. Still horny though, her muzzle didn’t retreat yet.
With her changed, deeper, nasally voice she called, “Heeey sis. Like my new look? I’m exactly what Daddy wants”, lifting a hand she blew a kiss to her sis. Then paused as she realized her hand was covered in bull spunk she had accidentally dropped it in. Her long tongue snaked out and with a shaking sigh she slurped the seed back.
“You are?” Jennifer gulped and clopped into the room, awkwardly wobbling with an unbalancing, hardening snake in her dress.
“Oh yesss” Jess hissed, shuffling forward on all fours, wading through puddles of stinking bull cum, giant tits swinging pendulously, udder dragging along the ground, all the while beelining for the downed Henry. “Daddy likes me more looking like his fuck-cow, so that’s how I’ll look.”, her fat tongue flicked out to her new nose, wetting it; it was such a simple thing, but so animalistic a habit and it make Jess’s tummy jump with excitement when she realized she did it. The cracks had started…
It was also witnessed by Henry, finally coming round from his mind shattering orgasm. He knew things were different now; he knew he should really try to stop things now, stop his baby-girl from locking in a cow’s face, potentially turning her forever into a bovine. He probably would have tried to stop her before today, But things had changed, he’d said things, admitted things to her, and to himself. She wanted to change for him, and he wanted her to change. He could ask her not to, but he didn’t want to do that. The Cabin was well and truly in him now, changing him.
That cow muzzle face on that sexy soft, curvy, cum-blasted body shuffling towards him on all fours, he wanted it like that, and so did she. The time for denial was over.
“Oh Jess, you look so fucking hot like that.” Jess blushed as Henry sat up, recovering himself. “come here baby-girl” He requested as she reached him. With a delighted grin she place both hands either side of his legs and slowly dragged her body up his; heavy tits sliding up his legs. With her stretched muzzle she reached Henry’s mouth fairly quickly and the two locked lips, Jess’s new bovine tongue breaking down the barrier and invading his mouth.
Several feet away, hovering at the door, Jennifer began to pull at her collar, her gorgeous silk dress feeling tight on her back, sides, and thighs. In addition she felt a pressure pushing against the underside of her breasts. Sandwiched between her skintight dress and warm stomach, her horsecock had been hardening, rising, and quickly running out of room. Within her dress’s confines the blunt head quickly pressed up against the underside of her soft, warm, tits. The feeling of the scalding, rock hard, rod surrounded on all sides by soft flesh made Jennifer squirm; all of which just heightened the sensation and began the flow of precum from her horsecock.
“Oh fuuu….” She moaned. Leaning back and steadying herself on a countertop, hips jutting forward, pressing the cock harder against her underboobs, and straining it out against her dress, stretching the taut fabric. The feeling of the head bumping against her soft tits was too much, and as things began to tingle in on her lower stomach, she began thrusting her hips; cock riding up and down against her own flesh.
On the ground in front of her, the two bovines were making out like their lives depended on it; Henry’s face mashed up against his daughters short snout, tongues dancing and only coming up to pant for fresh air.
Jess was constantly whimpering and groaning during their exchange, heightened, on-edge with excitement and extreme horniness.
“I’m…. Sooo…. Fucking…. Wet…” Jess gasped between kisses in her new, deeper, nasally voice. “what do… you want… me… to do???”. She broke the kiss and looked up hopeful, panting. A moment’s silence and she squeaked. “I’ll do anything for you Daddy…”
Henry’s blood had risen fully again, his horny soft, squishy, daughter grinding him and begging him for sex was enough to get the blood pumping again. His horniness was less frantic now that he’d already cum. More in control and more clear headed; but forever changed by the self realisation and acknowledgement of his kinks. He stood slowly, motioning for her to stay. “Anything?” he asked, emphasising the word to make sure Jess thought through her offer.
Her response was just to nod enthusiastically. Everything she’d done in the past few months was for the approval of the one man who saw her sexually, and she wasn’t going to stop now. “You want your little cow Daddy? You wanted me bigger? I’m bigger.” She ran her hands over her wet tits, curves, and bulging udder. “You wanted me with a muzzle. I have it” She slowly ran her tongue across her changed lips.
“Just lock it in Daddy!” she asked, breathing ragged with excitement.
“Get on all fours…” he asked his kneeling daughter, pausing just a moment to gauge her response and willingness; adding “like a cow…” as he saw her begin to drop.
Jess shuddered in excitement, as she hit all fours; tail swishing from side to side. She knew what he wanted, it was obvious, after all his requests up till now, even if Henry hadn’t said it. Jess looked up at her bovine lover and gave him her best. “Mmmooooo”.
At this stage the writhing Jen was in real trouble, cock trapped between tummy, tits, and top. There was no way she was going to wriggle her way out of the dress, and with every passing moment her chances of escape dwindled as her dress got tighter and tighter. More and more pressure surrounded her horsecock as the outline of two new breasts and nipples grew out of her abdomen, squashing the base of her shaft and stretching the sheer fabric further.
Jess watched as Henry’s half hard bull cock, already covered in cum, shot out of its sheath and bobbed, rock hard. God how she wanted that long tapered cock deeep inside her. It’d been weeks now and she was willing to do anything to get it. Plus, that smell…
Just in the past few mins, since her face pushed into a short muzzle, something changed in her sense of smell. Not only was the musty, animal smell from Henry’s cock suddenly so potent she could almost see faint outlines of his scent wafting around, but also something rewired in her brain to make her want nothing but to submit completely to the owner of such a powerful scent. It was so masculine and beastly, it told tales of virility and strength without having to see anything. It promised strong offspring and a perfect mate.
Drawing in deep breaths again, Jess’s eyes rolled back, enjoying the scent and the way it made her feel, submissive and dominated, down here on all fours. Soft and vulnerable. Ready for the taking. For just a moment her mind drifted back a few short weeks to when she last contemplated that life with her curves would be simpler on all fours. Now that she was down here, she felt safe and comfortable with her man standing guard. She felt better on all fours. Not just better in taking the considerable weight off her back, but better in a different sense. As if she was a better person… or… being… a better being for going down on all fours…
… Cows go on all fours, and Jess was one… or… turning into one… or, was she just human with cow bits? Or maybe a cow with human bits? She definitely didn’t feel human now… she felt like daddy’s little cow.
Henry slowly walked a circle around his daughter taking all of her curves in. Jess, delighted to be the centre of attention even as the tall well-built Jen struggled in the corner. She swished her tail and waggled her hips at her father, tits and udder swaying obscenely with every shake. Once he was behind her, she lifted her tail high exposing herself fully to her bull. Asshole puckered and pulled taut by the risen tail, human vagina swollen and dribbling with anticipation, stubby cock slick with spilled vaginal juices. Her cow tongue slipped from her muzzle and she was about to let out a sound when she heard Henry exclaim.
“Oh! What’s this then?” he sounded surprised.
*ooohhh shiiitt* Jess cursed internally, instantly blushing scarlet. *My cock…*. Her mouth opened stammering nasally with her unfamiliar mouth. She looked around to Jen, too preoccupied with writhing, swollen, and trapped in her own dress to help. She turned back to look at the surprised Henry and stammered. “It is… I was. I mean, it was… don’t look! NnnnmmMMMMOOO!”. In her panic Jess lost complete control and something burst from her. A low, a cow’s low. Unbidden but genuine.
The moo froze everyone in the room. Jen stopped fighting with her dress and stared at the two in the middle, panting. Jess squeezed closed her eyes, in mortification. While Henry, behind her, slowly raised his brows. He’d gotten everything he wanted, a curvy, sexy, cow-girl, squirming below him. And now with his cabin altered outlook, and the cat out of the bag that he wanted his daughter as a submissive cow, what harm was there in this. It was bound to happen eventually.
Maybe…
Maybe he could use this to his advantage… tendrils of the Cabin and possibilities had taken well hold of Henry now and his mind whirred with what to do next. He agonised until an idea popped into his head fully formed. A depraved idea how to make Jess completely give in to his control.
*Edge her to break her*
Corrupting tendrils snaked their way in as he thought. Pushing existing desires further and further. He could push her.
“Oh dear Jess…”. She flinched at his tone. “And when we’re you going to tell me about this?”
“I… um” Jess managed, scarlet. Henry responded by sinking his hands into the soft assflesh of his daughter and spreading her cheeks wide.
“How long have you had this?” He pressed, the silence pulling an answer from her. “A f-few weeks”
“ tut-tut… my little cow keeping secrets from me…” he pressed, seeing her guilt.
“I know… I was ashamed…” she admitted, “afraid you wouldn’t like it. That you wouldn’t like me…”
Henry dropped her pale asscheeks, allowing them to clap together. “What made you think that little cow? You look exactly like I want you… or you almost do…”
He let that hang for a moment. Jess shivered in anticipation. She knew what he wanted, but had to ask. “What do you want daddy?”
Edge her and break her…
Looming over her, cock rubbing over her soft curves, Henry made his way to her cow ears and whispered in her ear.
“How about my pretty cow gets a pretty cow vagina, get rid of that nasty human one…” he reached back and stuck two fingers into her sopping hole sinking deep releasing a sigh from her. “how about it? Do you think you’d look better that way?” she turned and locked eyes with him, pleading and needy, and nodded. “Good,” Henry smiled, “And how about some pretty hooves instead of feet? A pretty cow with hooves, a cow pussy… and some fur…”
“Hhnngh” Jess grunted, thrusting her hips involuntarily, “Oh you like that idea?” Henry pressed “You’ll be my pretty cow”. She grunted again, tongue slipping from her muzzle and lolling out. Henry had let it all out and laid in front of her an insane ask for her to change more and more, for him.
No matter how mad it sounded she couldn’t deny how her body was reacting to the news. With tingling, complete ecstatic excitement, and a manic eagerness to comply. Like a stopper pulled from a plug of lustful, deviant, perverted notions they all flooded out. To be completely at his mercy, changing and morphing to his every desire, it was so freeing to let go and allow it.
“Yes daddy. A cow pussy. Hooves, and fur… just… fuck me… FUCK ME DADDY PLEASE!” she flipped her tail to the side, human pussy red and angry, flushed with blood. Henry had her. They were both on the same page, he wanted to change her, and she wanted to be changed. He stood and got behind her.
“Oh my little cow…” he grabbed her stubby little cock and wrapped his fingers around it. “You want to be my little sexy cow yes?”
She bucked into his hand. “Hhhhnnnnmm… yes, your cow.”
Edge her to break her
“You want to be prettier, like a cow.” He pressed, he was getting there. Jess couldn’t resist, she wanted this. “Yes, yes!!!!” she gasped
“You want to be a cow. My curvy little cow.” He let go of her cock and slapped her pale ass, leaving a red handprint. She’d begin drooling now from her muzzle, Henry and the Cabin had pushed her to the final breaking point. Willing to do anything for release. The final resistance was gone, pure perversion taking hold deep within her, changing her core.
“Yes YES!!! Sexy cow. Sexy dumb cowwww!!! Fuck sexy cow Daddy.”
“What does the sexy cow want?” Henry demanded, knowingly breaking his daughter.
“Sexy cow wants muzzle, wants pussy, wants hooves, wants fur!!! Wants sex, please daddy!” she bellowed back.
“Again little cow…”
“I want to be your cow Daddy! Pleeeease, just let me be your cow” she pleaded, tears of frustration running down her changed face.
I think you need a lesson first for having fun without me”. Jess whined and moaned, and thrust into Henry’s hand. Not wanting her to cum yet he let go, stood and rounded to a puddle of his cooling cum, seeping into the wooden floor.
“First, clean up this mess little cow….” He demanded.
“Hhhnnggg” Jess screwed up her face in sexual agony as she dropped to frantically lick up the remnants of her father’s earlier explosion, happily rubbing her muzzle in the cum and licking it from her face.
By the door, Jen, the willing whimpering witness to this depravity was regretting only one thing. Her choice of clothing.
Completely restricted and trapped there was nothing she could do other than feebly and instinctively thrust her hips to ride her cock up and down her own body. Dropped to all fours she crawled towards the depraved incestuous cows. “Please… help me…” Jen begged.
Henry smiled, he was breaking her. This amount of perversion could not be ignored once she eventually came. The more he could get her to do, the more would stick when she finally would cum.
“Jess,” he began, as she turned in rapt attention. “What, do you think, would a sexy slave cow like you do to her own sister?”.
Jess looked over to her sister wriggling and crawling towards them. She could smell something through the haze of bull cum and bull musk. Instinctively her new long tongue snaked out and wet her snout. A wave of powerful scents washed over her and she shuddered in delight.
“Oh she’s so wet daddy, I can smell it from here.” She breathed heavily. Jen stopped in her tracks, pleading eyes on Jess.
“She prettied herself up well don’t you think?, Jess nodded to Henry’s question. “Would you like to lick out your sister, you perverted little milk cow?”
Jess didn’t need any further prodding to agree, fully and willingly under her father’s thrall. Nostrils already twitching she nodded enthusiastically, and scrambled behind the struggling filly.
Deft fingers flicked up the hem of Jen’s dress as Jess’s muzzle began exploring. Jen tightened at the first touch of Jess’s cold wet snout against her leg, but leaned into it quickly when she felt the wet, long, hot tentacle of Jess’s tongue emerge. Dextrous it explored her groin, bringing her equine scent back to her sister’s new enhanced nostrils. Eyes rolling Jess’s tongue delved in. Long and strong it penetrated into Jen.
Jen, in response howled in release, thrusting her hips forward. This time pushing her enormous horsecock past the slippery underside of her tits, through the warm pressure of her cleavage, until the head popped out the top and immediately began hosing her and the floor with copious amounts of horse semen.
“Ghhh… Jess… hmm. Fuck fuck.. oh. Hnnnggghh… dad… keep. Hhhnn, fffuuuuckk…” Jen gasped as she came wildly from both pussy and horsecock. Behind her Jess could see Jen’s humongous, glossy black balls twitching to supply her with enough cum. With a *slurp* her tongue retreated back from her equine sister and she shuffled back, udder dragging on the ground.
Before her, Jen collapsed into a puddle of her own making, feebly mouthing and panting in the afterglow of her release.
With pleading lidded eyes she looked up at Henry. “Now cow?!” she slurred, speech impaired by the heightened, protracted, arousal.
Henry looked at her,
Not
Yet.
“Not yet Jess.” He obeyed. Her sex addled muzzled face was crestfallen.
“Why not cow yet? Please Daddy. Let me be sexy cow.” She pleaded, almost in exasperated tears.
Henry pondered how to push her further.
*Acts too human*
Henry inhaled, calming his excitement.
“You want to be a sexy cow now?” He asked
She nodded excitedly. “For you Daddy, sexy cow. I’m a sexy cow.”
“What do sexy cow’s do for their daddies?” he asked.
“Sexy cow eat lots. Become big and soft for daddy. Sexy cow grow big udder, Sexy cow make milk for daddy.” He could see she was getting wrapped up in what was happening now.
“Cow give sex. Sexy cow” her eyes rolled in her head and she began to drool. “cowwww make face better. Make… want. Want Daddy. Want Daddy, daddy want cow, so make cow”.
“Daddy wants a real cow…” Henry dropped.
Jess looked crestfallen. “Am cow!” she said, unconvincingly.
“Nooooo…” Henry drawled. “Cow’s don’t wear clothes. Cow’s don’t read…” he said glancing at the book behind him.
Jess followed his gaze, and fell upon the old dusty tome. So much time spent at it in the last weeks. So much work. Another day or two and she’d have it cracked, they’d figure out how to reverse everything and get home. Did Daddy not want to go home?
“No read?” she asked, eyes wide and curious “No home?”
“Home?” Henry grunted. The word cut through.
“Sexy cow know how home!” she drooled excitedly. “Know how home and be no cows” she added.
Home… no cows. They could go home, be human again. Be a normal family. He looked down at the bestial creature in front of him. Once his baby girl, his daughter, more knees and elbows than anything. So smart, destined for greatness.
Now he was fucking this drooling, leaking bag of breast flesh, her mind turning feral to thoughts of breeding only.
Home and a talented human daughter.
Here and a drooling bovine monster.
Home and a bright academic future for his baby girl, she would do them all proud, no doubt acing her dreams of becoming an investgative journalist and writer. Growing up, making a family.
Or here, and she would devolve into a cow, one of no doubt many, becoming nothing more than a lowly sex beast. Spending it's days rutting and leaking, contributing nothing to society, achieving nothing, just existing as a mindless sex beast.
It was an easy choice. Such an unbelievably easy choice.
“This is home.” Henry said, forcefully, “you’re a cow now, and we live here”
Jess’s muzzle face screwed in confusion. “Here home?” she puzzled.
“Yes” Henry continued, “human Jessie lived in town. You’re a cow now. Cow Jessie lives here.”
“Cow. Live. Here” Jess chewed the words over through her short muzzle. Henry watched as the words sank in. He grinned as he saw the realization dawn on his daughter’s face. "Cow live here" she repeated. More confident.
"Jessie cow. Cow live here". It was coming together. "Cow hoped daddy want to live here".
Henry's eyebrow went up. Jess was shaking in excitement. Ass, udder and boobs jiggling in excitement. "Cow loves being fuck-cow for daddy, will be. Unnggh... More... oh oh ohhhhh... coooooooow." With force now, her hips thrusted, bashing her groin and tiny stubby cock against the warm flesh of her udder. "Must cow... Must fnnghh, for daddy. Hmmmooo" the slapping flesh made obscene wet slurping noises. "Jess co-o-owww! Noooww Cooooowwww!" She howled as the tiny cock pulsed and pulsed, smearing semen onto her udder until enough was ejected to dribble down the back of her udder and dangle in a sticky string..
That was it, his baby girls muzzle was forever locked in. Henry felt his breath catch in his chest and a million thoughts race through his head. What now? Would she come to? Would she regret this? Had he pushed her and edged her enough? Would she be his cow?
Panting Jess brought a shaking hand to her face, feeling out her new protruding mouth.
Eyes rolling in her head, Jess's short muzzle opened in a low of utter delight. "Uuuughhh.... Yessssss, Cow soooooo pretty..." She delighted. She made eye contact with Herny.
"Daddy, Cow is more for you now" she grinned, "Cow wants more for Daddy. Fur, pussy, hooves." Her fur tipped tail lazily flopped up onto her back. "Daddy fuck Cow now to make Cow more pretty." She stated confidently.