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Only made it halfway

added by Jo Raine 2 months ago A BM TG

The changes seem to hault after that. And I move my new legs uncomfortable around my bloated teats as they continue to leak milk down my calves.
"Is that it?" I wondered out loud. Then felt a wave of fear. What if I was stuck like this? A man with a cows legs. Cockless and bestial. A milk leaking, hairy freak.
"Please," I begged as the doctor examined my large ass and swishing tail. "Don't leave me like this,"
"Unfortunately, my dear, if there were any more changes to come they would have already happened," the doctor said with a sigh. "Fortunately for you, your changes, though pretty extreme, will allow you to live a fairly normal life. Of course we could provide a place for you if you wished, but you are free to take the compensation agreed upon and resume your everyday living if you wish,"
As he spoke my shackles were released and i was eased to the floor by the burly brutes who restrained me in the first place.
I teetered on my new hoof feet as i got used to not only them, but my new proportions as well. I was extremely bottom heavy now and the weight of my soccor ball-sized udder seemed to pull me down and forward as i got my balance.
But the milk bag on my front wasnt the only thing that jiggled.
My ass and thighs seemed to wobble with every little motion. They were thick with fat and more than a little muscle, making them feel very over emphesized and out of place. To a formerly athletic male, it was the weirdest feeling in the world, to have most of your mass below your waist.
I looked down at myself with a sigh. My hands sunk out my udder, my fingers brishing the velvety skin. The sensation made the damp feeling between my legs worse as my new pussy grew wet with arousal all over again. Making my tail whip wildly and a blush creep to my cheeks. Shame followed. I was a freak now, a man with udders, hoof, and a broodmother sized hips with an ass that pornstars would die for. Not to mention the moist and needy gash between my legs.
'Where do I go from here?'I wondered to myself.


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