You were alarmed by the sight of a giant black bull being led into the stall with you.
Due to the latest attack from the cattleprod, it took all your strength just to move out of the animal’s way, as you retreated to the back of the stall.
Your immediate reaction was fear, as you looked at the bull’s large pair of horns and his intimidating size and frame. This massive beast could kill you in a second if he wanted.
However, as you studied the bull more closely, you strangely got the sense that he didn’t want to hurt you. As you looked into the bull’s eyes, you noticed a distinct spark of intelligence there, as he stared back at you calmly. You had noticed a similar awareness amongst some of the other cows in the stalls around you, and it was still making you feel uneasy as your heart continued to race in pure panic.
“There we are,” a sudden voice interrupted. You looked past the bull towards the red-headed farmhand, Annie, as she stood watching you eagerly from outside the stall. “Say hello to George! He’s one of our finest and longest-serving bulls, and I’m sure you’ll come to love him, just as much as the rest of us!”
As if on cue, George softly took a step forward and started licking your left hand. This took you slightly aback, but you were in no real position to argue.
“See, George likes you,” Annie said in amusement as she smiled at you excitedly, “now be polite and pet him back.”
After hearing this, you initially paused. Why the hell was this sick woman doing this? You started to wonder if this was all just some prank that Jessica had arranged, since that was the only remotely logical explanation. And yet, if that were true, why the hell had they used a damn cattleprod on you? So many things still didn’t add up.
You continued to ponder this for a few moments, until you heard Annie tapping the cattleprod on the stall door, clearly as a threat for you to do as instructed. Weirdly, George also seemed to change his expression from one of friendliness to impatience, as he snorted at you in warning.
Deciding that it would be best to avoid the cattleprod and an angry bull, you slowly reached your arm forward and patted George on the side of the neck. This simple act seemed to appease the bull, as he resumed his licking. Annie also seemed to be satisfied, as she stared at you in a rather creepy manner.
For the next few moments, you and George continued to get to know each other. Weirdly, petting and scratching the big bull helped to release some of the tension in the air, though you still had a bad feeling about this whole scenario.
Without really thinking, you slowly shut your eyes, as you tried to calm yourself down. Happy images of Jessica, your family and your friends cycled through your thoughts, as you reassured yourself that this was all some strange practical joke, and that Jessica would pop out to surprise you at any second.
However, as George continued to rub up against you, the images in your mind slowly started to change. In place of your mates, scenes of cows grazing peacefully and being milked gradually came to the forefront. And in place of Jessica, George was now lingering at the forefront of your mind. Increasingly, you were beginning to admire just how muscular and powerful the giant bull was. Being in his presence was helping you to relax, since you knew that he was strong enough to protect you… and your herdmates…”
This weird thought caused you to open your eyes and return to the present. Why the fuck were you thinking about cows so much? Why had you just referred to your friends as ‘herdmates’!?
However, as unnerving as all of this was, things soon got far, far worse. You let out a terrified cry of both disbelief and horror as you looked down at your hands. It was impossible, and yet you couldn’t deny what you were now looking at. Where your fingers ought to have been, you now sported a thick keratin lump on each hand. More specifically, the dark, inflexible growths were unmistakably the sturdy cloven hooves of a typical bovine. You now had the front feet of a goddamn cow!
“Wh-what the fuck is happening!?” you cried, as you noticed that the changes weren’t stopping at just your hands. Already, you felt your skin thickening as it started to shift into a tough leathery hide. Patches of brown also started to emerge on your new hooves before spreading down your arms.
“Ooooh, a brown one,” Annie giggled from outside the stall, “I’m sure you’ll look very pretty once you’re all done. Now George, how about you take care of those pesky clothes. After all, I don’t want to miss a thing…”
With a snort of what sounded like amusement, George obediently followed his instructions, as he started to rip and tear at your sweat-covered T-shirt. As he did this, you faintly tried to push him away with your deformed hoof-hands, but most of your attention was still on your horrifying changes, as you watched the bones in your arms starting to morph into a pair of sturdy front legs.
“Please,” you said desperately to the psychotic young farmhand, “whatever this shit is, please just make it stop!”
“Sorry honey,” Annie replied with a mocking smile, “but it’s already too late. The Zoo’s curse now has its claws in you, so sadly there is no going back. Soon you will be just another beautiful cow on the farm. A fine addition to our growing cattle herd!”
Hearing this made you want to reply, but you were abruptly distracted by the feeling of cool air on your junk, as George ripped your shorts and boxers away in one firm yank backwards. In response, you instinctively moved to cover yourself with your new front hooves. Worryingly though, as you looked down at your warping, shifting body, you suspected that indecency would soon be the last of your problems.
Your lower body now looked almost completely unrecognisable. Your legs had both grown longer and more muscular, as they too became adorned with the same brown hairs that now covered your arms. Your transformed feet had also exploded out of your shoes and socks, as now they too resembled a pair of cloven bovine hooves.
In addition, your chest was steadily beginning to barrel-out, as your body grew far fatter and bulkier than it had been before. You also couldn’t help noticing an uncomfortable pressure at the base of your spine, as you felt what was unmistakably a tail beginning to sprout from your backside.
“Mmmm, you’re coming along nicely dear,” Annie teased from the sidelines, “however, the best bit is about to come. George, please will you do the honours…”
Like before, the giant bull clearly understood what the sadistic farmhand wanted. To that end, he gently dipped his large head down towards your lower abdomen, where he once again started to lick you eagerly.
You of course thought this was strange, but there were so many other shocking changes going on, that you paid it little attention at first. However, a sudden nervous jolt did cause you to look down at what George was doing; leaving you utterly horrified as a result…
You were immediately stunned when you noticed the effect George’s licking was having on your lower body. The surrounding skin was gradually turning a light pink colour, while the flesh itself started to swell and expand outwards into a large, sensitive mass. This development was already damning enough, but the emergence of four large, sausage-shaped nipples firmly cemented what was already clear to see. You now had your very own cow’s udder!
“That’s it honey,” Annie giggled as she noticed your distress, “it looks like you’re going to be a fine milker. You’re going to love having those big, juicy nipples squeezed for the first time. First though, I think George needs to sort out another very important part of your anatomy…”
Again, George seemed to get the hint, as he unceremoniously dipped his head down past your gradually-swelling udder, before he took your still-human penis into his giant mouth!
Feeling the bull sucking and licking your cock and balls made you grimace in discomfort, as you were still reeling from the other shocking changes wracking your body. As it happened, this sick act didn’t continue for very long, as you abruptly came, but without feeling any sort of release. Instead, your balls merely seemed to empty themselves as they squeezed out as much of their contents as possible.
Once your balls were fully deflated, George spat out your shrivelled genitals. He then stepped back, almost as if to admire his work, as he seemed to know what would happen next.
Not long after, you felt another strange sensation from between your legs, as you looked down to see your junk steadily being pulled back further between your legs. Soon, your pride and joy slipped out of sight, as your barrelled chest blocked your view.
Time then seemed to slow, as your shrivelled cock and balls shifted further and further back towards the base of your tail. You then felt increasingly sick in the base of your stomach, as the skin from your scrotum started to reform into a pronounced fleshy mound. This mound then split down the middle, forming a tight slit surrounded by a set of firm, leathery lips.
Following this, you winced as you felt your shrunken penis slipping up into the new opening. Once there, it continued to dwindle in size, until all that was left was the small, hyper-sensitive nub of your new bovine clitoris!
This latest change caused a fresh wave of dread to wash over you, as you now realised the truly terrible fate that awaited you. You weren’t just becoming a simple beast; you were turning into a damned lady-cow!
This latest dramatic change seemed to accelerate the transformation process, as despair and dismay truly started to set in. You groaned and winced in anguish as you felt your new vagina beginning to swell, as the Zoo’s curse triggered an intense bovine heat to blossom deep inside your loins. This was joined by the feeling of your womb and birth canal forming deep inside you, while the implications of this made you shudder in disgust.
As for the rest of your body, it was now almost fully-bovine. Thus far you had managed to remain on two legs, but George quickly put a stop to that, as he gave you a gentle shove forward. This caused you to fall to all-fours with a heavy thud, after which your hips immediately popped into a quadrupedal orientation. This served to further-accelerate the transformation process, as your body continued to bulk-out into the typical build of a young heifer.
“Please…” you tried to beg one last time, as you felt the changes beginning to encroach on your neck and voicebox, “please doooon’t doooooo this! Mooo-cy… Help moooooo! Moo moo! Mooooooooo!”
With that, your voice descended into a chorus of moos, much to the amusement of the sadistic farmhand. You naturally wanted to protest, but you were quickly distracted as the changes now worked their way up towards your face.
First, your ears lengthened and became pointed, while your nose flattened and broadened. Then, your whole face started to stretch outwards, as a distinctly bovine muzzle quickly took shape. Other minor changes then followed, such as the replacement of your old human hair with your new brown hide, as well as some adjustments to your mouth, tongue and teeth. Your eyes were the last things to change, as they altered their shape and position, before shifting into a dull brown colour.
With that, your transformation was complete. You were now a young virgin heifer!
“There we are my dear,” Annie announced as she clapped in approval, “you make such a beautiful cow. You’re going to look so adorable being milked and raising your calves. And I’m sure you’ll also be popular with the bulls!”
In response to this, George snorted his agreement. As for you, you were still too exhausted and dazed by the transformation process to really react. It was impossible, and yet it all felt so real. Your once-athletic body now felt heavy and cumbersome as you shifted slightly on your four new hooves. This discomfort was joined by the embarrassing feelings of your new bovine udder and vagina, the latter of which continued to feel hot and sensitive as your first feminine heat settled deep into your loins.
“In fact,” Annie continued with a giggle, “I can see that dear George has taken a liking to you. I think he deserves a reward for his good behaviour, so be a good girl and oblige him.”
Your initial reaction to these words was outrage, as you mooed in protest at being called a girl. However, your attention was very quickly drawn to George, as he took a step towards you with a predatory look in his eyes. As he did so, you couldn’t help noticing a brief flash of red on the bull’s underside, which immediately caught your eye.
Without really thinking, you dipped your head down beneath the big bull, and were immediately disgusted by what you saw. There, bobbing beneath the hefty beast, was a long, pinky-red coloured cock, which was rapidly beginning to harden as it emerged from its leathery black sheath. The massive organ was already throbbing and dripping with pre-cum, suggesting that George was keen to put it to good use.
This vivid mental image caused you to moo out in dismay as you backed away from the excited bull. However, this defiance merely seemed to amuse George, as he watched you with what looked like a grin on his bovine face. This very human expression finally allowed you to piece things together. Like you, George must have once been human. How else could they train him to be so obedient?
This revelation caused you to think about the other cows in the barn, especially the ones that looked at you in sadness and desperation. No! It wasn’t possible! And yet, deep down, you started to accept the terrible truth. Like you, all of the other cattle in this barn were once human!
Regrettably though, you didn’t have very long to dwell on this shocking discovery, as George continued his advance; with his giant bovine penis now at full length and clearly ready for action.
NO! Not like this! You couldn’t let yourself be fucked by a bull…