Whatever she decided to do, Mary knew she had to put some clothes on eventually. She threw on a bra and a large black sweater that had always been a bit too big for her. This seemed to cover her udder pretty well. It actually looked like Mary was a few months pregnant. Pants were a bit more difficult. Underwear wouldn't fit with the udder's encroachment below her waistline, so she had to just try on pants without it. The udder clearly made a bulge in them, and the waistline butted up against the base of her tail, so pants were out of the quesiton. Mary looked through her skirts and found a pink one that seemed long enough to hide her tail. She put it on and found that, unless one looked closely, the bulge of her udder was barely noticeable. Its waistline was just above where her tail began, so the tail was kept hidden inside. The hem of the skirt was below her knees, and in a full-length mirror Mary couldn't see her tail's cuff at all.
The outfit wasn't the epitome of fashion, but it hid her cow features well enough. Now all she needed to do was test it out in public. Mary had been meaning to get some groceries for a few days, and she was feeling very hungry after not eating for almost two days straight. She threw on stockings, shoes, grabbed her purse and headed out.
She stopped at a café and had a large salad and turkey sandwich. She loved turkey, though for some reason today it didn't quite match up with her appetite. She enjoyed the salad much more, and actually went back for seconds. Aside from a casual glance at her slightly swollen sweater, nobody seemed to mind her appearance.
Mary headed to the grocery store next, and got most of the items from her list. She decided to put off buying the ground beef. She made it through the entire store without any stares in her direction, but in the check-out line she noticed a woman staring at her legs. When their eyes met, the woman looked startled for a split second, then turned her eyes to something else and never looked at Mary again.
Wondering what that was about, Mary quickly glanced down. She couldn't tell if her tail's end was visible from her perspective, but then realized the woman was probably eyeing the faint cow patterns on her legs. She could see, through her pantyhose, that fur was growing. It wasn't obvious that it was fur, it just looked like she had odd-patterned hose, but Mary knew full well that it was.
After returning to her car, Mary pulled one pair of hose down to inspect the fur. It wasn't as thick as it had been that morning, but it was getting there. She presumed her hooves would return in due time as well.
Back home, she found one message on her answering machine. It was from...