The barbarian's huge form started to shift. First, he was thrown down onto all fours. Then his already huge
torso got bigger, shredding his clothes. His hindquarters followed suit. Even from the third floor window, I
could see his member bloat into an udder. Fur grew all over him. The rest of the transformation was hard to
see because of how far away I was.
"Well, that worked a lot better than when I tried." I said.
"It helps if you know what you're doing." Morgana said.
"Yeah, sorry about that." I said.
"Eh, it was worth a shot. Next time though, try reading the whole spell." Morgana replied.
"Next time?" I asked.
"Whoa, you're getting the wrong idea. You're still my prisoner after all." Morgana said.
"Understood." I said, realizing that our relationship had not progressed as far as I thought.
"Head up to your room while I get our new livestock acquainted with how milking works." Morgana said as she
teleported outside. I went up to my room where I discovered a new mirror. This one showed a large dairy cow
being pushed into a stall by Morgana.
"So, I take it things went well?" Maebel asked.
"I guess. The barbarian's gone, but I have some new weight to deal with." I said, pointing at my bust.
"Wow, I didn't even notice. I guess I'm not the only one who's shapely now." Maebel said.
"No, I guess not. So, how much milk do you think will be with dinner?" I asked as I gestured toward the new
mirror. Maebel laughed. Ironically, there was no milk with dinner that night. Instead, it had been used to
make frosting for a cake. The cake as delicious, but when I woke up the next morning, I saw that my breasts
had swelled into G cups. Fortunately, Morgana changed them back to DD's after a bit of begging.