Princess Sara leads Hillbert into the mast bedroom where she immediately slips out of her dress. Standing naked before him Sara asks
"So do you like?"
"Why yes...of course!" Hillbert had never seen a sight so magnificent. He stared at the two white fleshy orbs before him practically drooling. He'd always been a breast man ever since he was wet nursed as a babe.
"Well, to the victor goes the spoils as they say" said Sara a sultry tone in her voice, "I'm all yours my hero"
Immediately Hillbert went to work on her breasts. Twirling his finger round her nipples, cupping, squeezing and sucking on them. They seemed to grow in his hands. He closed his lips around her left nipple and it seemd to engorge. He couldn't help but suck and when he did warm, delicious milk spilt into his mouth. It was bliss for him.
"He he he," Sara giggled, "You seem to like milk so much why don't you try making your own?"
With that Hillbert doubled over in pain. His belly full of milk must not be agreeing with him he thought. Then he felt his pantaloons rip and fall to the ground. Standing where his legs had been were two odd looking animal legs with hoofs on the end. His hoofs! He checked his penis and found it engorging anf transforming into a large udder. His testicles were sucked into his body leaving an animalistic pussy in its place. He felt the stomach pain again and fell forward onto his hands, no hoofs!! He could feel a tail raise atop his now bovine rump signally his imminent bowel movement all over his torn clothes.
"I'm turning into a cow!!" he cried.
"Yes you are dear and what a wonderfully large udder you have! I bet you get all the bulls staring at you don't you?" The black haired woman laughed. One hand was held between her legs rubbing her wet pussy the other flitting between her engorged nipples.
"Your not the Princess. You're the witch!" he cried again.
"My how perceptive of you" she grinned "I'd love to chat but I'm afraid your not going to be much good for conversation any longer"
He was naked now, covered in fur. His neck thickening, his ears had already extended into cows ears and his face quickly became that of a cows. He mooed in protest, he mooed for forgiveness, he mooed for salvation. He mooed alot whilst the witch lay on her bed getting herself off. Eyes only on the holstein dairy cow in fron of her.