My host mother began pulling on my teats. I was filled with a
new, strange, sensation that I had never felt before in my life. It
was a mixture of fear, shame, pleasure, and relief. I tried not to
make noise or seem like I was enjoying it, because even though
I get milked daily now, I still have trouble admitting that I loved
the first time I got milked. When I was on all fours, with some
American woman pulling at my breasts, I could feel my sadness
melting away as milk streamed out of my new parts.
Soon, it was over. My host mother got up from her stool and
pulled the bucket filled with my milk out from under me. "Well, I
guess I won't need to go shopping today, huh?" I knew she
was trying to make me feel better, but I couldn't help but choke
when she said that.
"Come on, Akane. Get up." I stared at her. "Akane? Are you
okay?"
"...I can't get up." It was true. I didn't know why, but something
just wouldn't let me stand on 2 legs. I grabbed my udder. A
horrible, tingling, swelling feeling was coming from it. I watched
in horror as each of the teats slowly grew, filling themselves
with even more milk than last time. /I like having large breasts/ I
thought to myself as I examined them. My host mother had a
less positive reaction to my deformity.
"Akane, cows can't fill their udders that quickly." I didn't notice,
because I was too busy focusing on the pain in my rear.
"Akane? Hello? Are you listening to me?" She suddenly
gasped. "Akane, you... you... you..." I turned around to see a
long tail extending from just above my buttock. I screamed. I
was scared at the time, of course, but I really had nothing to be
afraid of. I calmed down slightly. It was a new, alien feeling,
having a tail. I swished it around in the air. /This isn't so bad. I
kinda like having a tail. It feels so.../ My thoughts were
interrupted by a splitting pain in my forehead. I crawled to a
mirror, and pulling myself up, found two large cow horns
growing from my face. I gasped and fell to the ground. I began
crying at this point, probably because I had realized what was
happening to me.
I was transforming into a cow. A fat, dirty, ugly, cow. I thought
about my parents, back in japan. They would never have a cow
for a daughter. But my thoughts soon were drawn back to my
bovine body by a building bloated feeling in my butt. I knew
without looking that it was swelling, changing from my normal
flat butt to a disgusting, fat, cow's ass.
I looked at my host mother. "Help me!" I knew she couldn't do
anything to help me, but I had to have some hope. She ran to
the phone and dialed 911. While she waited for them to pick
up, I felt my skin stretch painfull as my spine re–adjusted itself,
allowing me to stand on all fours more comfortably. My elbows
began to straighten out, and my arm as a whole lengthened to
the length of my legs. I screamed as my weight skyrocketed,
slowly majking me heavier and heavier, until I couldn't stand.
This was soon remedied by the transformation of my legs into
more muscular cow's legs.
My hands had disappeared, replaced by hard, black hooves. I
was now tall enough to look in the mirror at my face, which was
still the same, save for the horns. My skin blistered painfully,
and thickened into a firm cowhide. Black and white fur started
sprouting from every inch of my body. Then the final part of my
transformation began. My ears began to move, and turned a
bright, fleshy pink. They elongated and grew into cows ears. My
hair fell out, to be replaced by more fur. My pupils widened and
my eyes became black holes. Then, I felt a funny feeling in my
nose, and could only stare sadly as it grew huge, the nostrils
opening up like a cave. I was a cow.
Police sirens sounded outside, and my host mother ran into the
room. "Akane, the police are here, you're going to be... Oh!"
She looked at me. "Akane, I'm so sorry!" She flung her arms
around my neck and started crying uncontrollably. "It's okay
MOOOOOO!" I told her. She stopped crying. "You can still talk?
"
"Well, i guess I can MOOOOOO! But I moo after every
sentence MOOOOOO!" A doctor came in. "What's going on
here?" I looked at him angrily. "Can't you see she's crying?
MOOOOOO!" The paramedic just stared. "Well, this is a small
problem."