Kathy almost jumped from her seat when she heard someone unlock the front door and come inside. "Honey, where are you?! Look at what I just bought!" "I'm in your room, mom!" Kathy gazed the wall with fear, knowing that her mother would walk in her room to find a little slutty cowgirl wearing her clothes.
Her mother slowly walked in and looked puzzled as Kathy just stared at her. She noticed that Kathy was wearing her clothes, but didn't seem to care at the moment. "What's wrong, my precious baby?" "Your fat cow is doing fine." Kathy pointed to her small horns and mom screamed with disbelief. "...w...what happened to you, Kathy?!" She proceeded to explain the situation, despite how unrealistic it sounded.
Kathy's mother begins to briefly understand the situation while wiping her eyes with a tissue and sniffing slightly. "So, you find a magical book in the basement and accidently change yourself into a cowgirl?" "Yep, I shouldn't have made such a stupid mistake. But now there's nothing that I can do about it. No spell will revert me back to my old self..." Her mother simply could not believe what had happened to her young daughter.
Kathy proceeded to take off the top and saw mom staring at her valley of cleavage. "Honey, you're really stacked. This is truly unbelievable..." Kathy grabbed her long tail from behind and waved it for her mother to see. She then stood up and threw the skirt to the ground, along with the stretched pair of panties. Her mother almost passed out after setting eyes on Kathy's giant taut udder. "Holy shit Kathy, that udder is huge! Does it produce milk?" "Yes, in fact, it's loaded full of warm sweet milk as I speak."
They both remained silent for a few minutes as Kathy anticipated what was going to happen. Mom looked down at Kathy's black hooves and hairy muscular cow legs, appearing quite sad.
"I'm sorry Kathy, but I cannot have a cow living in this house. Your only purpose at this point is to mass-produce milk for us, along with the other cows. I'm afraid you will have to live in the barn and graze in the fields. And maybe you'll have to reproduce with the bulls too..." Kathy began to sob uncontrollably, but knew that her mother was right. It was her duty to produce milk and help the family business thrive. "Okay mother, I'll do it."