"It's good to be home," said Jane as the girls stepped into the back door of her parents home. "Lucky for us your Dad and Mother went on that cruise and left us to have fun," said Fran.
The girls walked into the kitchen as Fran groaned. "Oh Jane that bull's cum is still leaking and running down my legs!"
Jane looked at Fran to see a puddle forming on the floor. "Here stuff this paper towel in your pussy and go take a shower, I'll make us some thing to eat." said Jane.
As Fran did her best to make it upstairs to the shower Jane stood in the kitchen feeling her legs getting damp.
A pizza in the oven and a new jar of Apple Passion on the table she sat down to wait for Fran.
The two soon were going over the night's conquest and many loving details about the bull. As the Apple Passion was scooped out and soon gone the two had gotten tired. Fran laid down on Jane's parents bed while Jane slipped under the sheets of her own bed.
As Jane fell asleep she looked at the clock which showed 3:35a.m. A glare from a car window hit Jane in the face as she laid on the bed near her bedroom window.
"OH Shit!' she said at the remembered times before when it happened. Looking at the clock it was the afternoon sun hitting the neighbor's windshield. "4:40 in the afternoon, they had slept all day," jane thought.
Sitting up Jane felt stiff from her romp with Andrew the night before.
Her head was full of cotton as she tried to get thoughts straight. "Fran, was in the other room and she must still be sleeping too," thought Jane.
A yawn brought on the taste in her mouth of the bull's semen which made her gag. Inching to the bedside Jane could not clear her thoughts enough to think of standing.
A touch of a piggy toe on the floor made her head clear, as she screamed. Toes were gone and replaced by a small cloven hoof. Her feet were much longer and legs now sported a thick covering of gray hair.
Jane reached her hand down to touch what must be a dream. Yet her hand also looked to be a cloven hoof attached to a leg and not her arm. Affraid she laid down on the bed. Sticking a leg in the air she was able to see every detail in the glaring light coming in the window.
Hooves, fetlocks, feet, hocks, legs, thighs and her round tight butt were all covered in thick, short, gray hair. As she reached for her leg the sight of a foreleg and cloven hooves were in plain sight.
"I should be affraid of this!' she said aloud.
Rolling to her side she looked down her chest which only last night had two C cup sized tits. Now her chest was hairy but smooth. The feeling of monsterous strength began to pulse in her mind as she inched to the side of the bed.
Rolling off the bed she was presented to her reflection in the mirror on the closet door. Her head was almost complete in change to one looking every bit a Brahma Cow. Slapping her thick rubbery lips she tried to make a silly face in the mirror.
Stretch as she might her face had only the expression of a ignorant cow. Stepping closer to the mirror her long ears and short horn buds were noted. A step to the side offered a view of her barreled ribs and wide thighs.
A strained oggle of her right eye caught the sight of a fuzzy covered udder with four teats between her hind legs. This made her feel nervous and she saw a long boney tail begin to switch left and right.
Walking in circles she still didn't understand why she had no fear of the total change to a animal. "Maybe Fran might understand what's going on," thought Jane.
Nuzzeling open the door she walked down the hallway to her parents bedroom. As the door opened there was no sight of Fran, just pile after pile of cow manure.
Jane looked out the upstairs window to see a black Brahma cow grazing mindless on the back lawn. This turned her thoughts to walking down carpet covered steps to the kitchen and finally the back yard.
After a terror filled time of so many legs on so many steps Jane stood near Fran. A shove with her head against Fran produced a Moo and nothing else. Jane watched as the other cow chewed on grass and went back to chewing more and more.
The scent of the grass was so appealing that Jane had to dip her face toward the ground and began herself to graze. The taste seemed sweet and soon she too had lost herself to the mindless eating of a cow.