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A Canadian Were-cow in Toledo (Monthly tale - 7) X
🕑 Added 2018-11-15 23:10:13 +0000 UTC(Woman into cow)*
The pale blue full moon shone high above the foggy open meadow surrounding the farm, while two figures; one thin, the other chubby, were sneaking in, their faces covered by hoods and masks.
On the backs of their dark hoodies were painted the heads of cows inside stop symbols.
The thin figure pulled out a pair of large red wire cutters and offered them to her companion.
“Take them, Davina.”
The other girl was startled before she grabbed the tool.
“Fuck off, Jackie! Why don’t you yell my name louder?” Davina said as she began to cut through the fence.
“Hey, you just said my name too!”
“Goddammit, just shut up already!”
Once the hole in the fence was wide enough, the two passed through to the other side and began to sneak towards their objective.
“It’s on the far left.”
“Yes, get a move on.”
They were going directly towards the cattle pens with the intention of freeing the livestock and they managed to reach them without being spotted.
Pliers in hand, Davina began to break the chain holding the pen’s door closed as Jackie looked inside.
“Poor girls, we're going to save all of them!”
“Yes, yes... This chain is a bit tough, but just give... Here we go!”
With a triumphal clank the chain dropped, Jackie rushed in happily and pushed the door open, and the large charging shadow immediately collided with her frail thin body, launching her backwards several meters.
Davina blinked, confused as the big shadow moved forward through the fog, stepping over the defenceless Jackie, the brain of the chubby girl tried to understand what was happening as the sound of bites, rips and stabs were heard.
“SHIT! FUCK! HELP! HELP! DAVINA! DAVINA THIS FUCKING THING IS KILLING ME! AAAAAAAARGH!”
Davina finally started to move just as a final dry stab stopped Jackie’s pain.
The body of her friend was motionless, like a rag doll on grass that was turning red, in the spreading pool of blood, lights were turning on in the farmhouse, screams in the distance, the large bovine shadow looked directly at her, with a red stain on one of his horns, snorting, getting ready to attack.
Davina threw the pliers at the beast, but they bounced off the horned head ineffectively as the creature moved over to her, throwing her to the floor.
She yelled and kicked, but it was bigger and stronger than she was - the pain, the scratches, her blood flowing, the screams in the distance, the tears, the bites of large bulky teeth destroying her left arm...
...
“I told you, that’s the whole tale...”
Room fifty seven of Hospital Virgen de la Salud, in Toledo: Davina Kissler woke up three weeks after the incident and the same day had to confront Inspector Villa’s big moustache when he came to ask some questions.
“Tail...? You mean... cola?”
Inspector Villa had been assigned to the case due to the fact he was the only cop in the city that spoke fluent English... almost fluently...
“Story! The whole story!” grunted Davina, frowning.
Villa nodded and took some more notes.
Two young Canadian backpackers decided to sneak into a dairy farm to carry out an animal rights protest and were attacked by one of the cows, one of them ending up dead.
Tragedy and comedy hand in hand, it made the headlines of the local news for a couple of days.
“That can’t be the whole tale, Miss Divina...” continued Villa. “We checked with the landowners, they don’t have any black toro... bulls, in their herd, they artificially inseminate their cows.”
“And that make it all right, does it? Those bastards...” Davina was looking straight ahead, staring directly at the empty chair at the foot of her bed. “I don’t care if that thing had balls or udders, but it killed my friend... and my name is Davina!”
“That’s the only reason they aren’t pressing charges, Miss, you should consider yourself lucky.”
Davina touched her bandaged arm.
“Lucky my ass! My friend is dead!”
“Maybe you should pensado of that before trespassing onto private property Miss. Still, none of the cows on the farm matches your description.”
“You know what?”
“Que?”
“I don’t fucking care any more, if you aren’t going to put me into jail just leave me alone.”
Inspector Villa’s moustache shook, he took some final notes.
“As you wish, but you will have to inform the police before leaving the country, I'm going to dig into this a bit more and I want you stay around in case I have any more questions.”
“How was said... Chupame el coño?”
Villa stood up, putting his notes back inside his jacket.
“Puta niñata pija...” he grunted before leaving, slamming the door behind himself.
Davina didn't flinch, she remained sitting on the bed, staring directly at the empty chair... the chair that wasn’t empty at all, at least to her...
Sitting there with a big smug smile, her friend Jackie Goodgirl was looking back at her, she was apparently totally undisturbed by the fact that she had a large bloody hole where her left eye should have been.
“You really told that old fart, blondie!” said the undead brunette girl, clapping her hands for her friend. “And it was wise not to tell him that you could see me, they may have thought that you a bit loony!”
Davina pursed her lips, lay down on the bed and covered her face with the pillow.
”Oh, come on! Don’t be like that! Have some respect for a dead pal! Try and imagine what this is like for me!”
Davina pressed her face into the pillow more forcefully.
“I don’t care, you don’t exist, I’m imagining things...” she whispered, muffled by the cloth.
“Pffffttt... yeah, sure, as if you or I had enough imagination to imagine what’s happening here...”
“You're dead, they sent your corpse back to Canada, your mom shouted at me for ten minutes before sending me to hell...”
“Yep, I’m dead and you are fucked and we need to talk, like the good friends we are.”
“Nop, nop, nop...”
“Don’t e like that, at least look at me!”
“There’s nothing to look at...”
“Davina! Davina! Davina! You can’t ignore me!”
Davina stopped talking and moving, perhaps trying to suffocate herself with the pillow.
“Stop acting like a child and get up! Confront reality! You blonde fatso mess! This is important!”
She keep ignoring the ghouls taunts.
“Cunt! Big butt! Heeeem... fat ugly bitch!”
Bitch was the straw that broke the camels back; yelling, Davina got up and threw the pillow at the chair that was now really empty.
She held her breath for a moment, hoping that it was all over, but then she noticed that Jackie was sitting, in all her dead glory in the same chair that villa had vacated.
The girl lay down, covering her face with both hands.
“Please! I’m sorry you're dead, OK? I’m fucking sorry, we shouldn't have done it, you were right! But just leave me alone!”
“Oooooh... that’s so nice... Davina... I think... I think I’m seeing the light...”
Davina opened her fingers to look at her friend.
“Really?”
Jackie chuckled.
“Oh, nop, it's just that it's hard to focus when you only have one eye, sorry, false alarm!”
“For fucks sake! Fuck off already!”
“Come on, blondie, aren’t you even a bit curious about what’s going on?”
“It's pretty clear to me...”
“It is?”
Davina lay on the bed, looking up to the celling.
“I've been in a coma for three weeks and I’m still drugged up to my ass and grieving, that explains perfectly why I’m hallucinating you.”
“Sorry, smart ass, but I’m not an hallucination, I’m a ghost because we are both fucked.”
“OK, sure, I know I’m fucked, my friend is dead and I’m trapped in this shitty country, thanks for the warning Miss Banshee, I would never have reached that conclusion by myself. Can you leave me alone now?”
“No, idiot, we're fucked in the sense that we are cursed, our blood is cursed!”
The chubby blonde girl tilted her head in the direction of the brunette spectre slightly.
“What do you mean?”
“That thing that attacked us? It wasn’t a bull or a cow... it was a were-cow, and you've become one too!”
Davina burst out laughing as the ghost looked at her with a blank expression.
“Oh, thanks...” she said, wiping her tears. “I really need that.”
Jackie crossed her arms.
“You don’t believe me, do you?”
“Hem... No? Absolutely not? You could at least have tried a werewolf, but what in the hell is a were-cow? Sounds like a stupid bad joke from a children's cartoon show.”
Jackie puffed out her cheeks, she would have blushed if she wasn't pale like a corpse.
“A were-cow is a person who becomes a cow during the full moon, you dummy. That thing that killed me was one!” she then pointed at Davina’s bandaged arm. “And when it bit you it shared curse with you.”
Davina yawned.
“So what are you saying? On the next full moon I’m going to become a big fat cow?”
“Yes, exactly, every time the moon is at its peak you will transform!”
“And that’s all?”
The ghost blinked, confused.
“Well, not all, just the most important part...”
“OK, then... how do you know all of that?”
“I know it because... Because... Hmmmm...” Jackie rubbed her chin. “Because I’m a ghost I guess, I knew it from the moment I woke up like this.”
“And why are you tormenting me and not the cow that attacked us?”
“Because you are the nearest person that I care about... and because, apparently, that same night, when she was trying to escape, she was caught and mounted by a bull, and once you mate, you lose the were and become just a cow and that’s what I wanted to tell you!”
“You should haven’t worried, I’m not planning to start practising zoophilia any time soon.”
“Neither was she! That’s the point! You may think that it's a joke, but one day you will change n the wrong spot, a bull will take you and them... BAM! No more Davina or were-cow, just another smelly dairy slave.”
“And...?”
“And you should kill yourself before the next full moon!”
Davina raised an eyebrow.
“And why would I do that?”
“To end the curse, dummy! Before attacking someone else or worse, getting trapped as a cow!”
“What if I’m fine with the whole bovine thing?”
“Don’t be stupid, you don’t want to be a cow and I don’t want to be a ghost!”
“Wait, what has my bovinehood got to do with you being a ghost or not?”
“As long as the curse continues I'll remain like this, if you are my friend you should help me!.”
Davina sat up.
“Excuse me? What kind of friend asks another friend to kill herself? How can you be so unimaginably egotistical?!”
“I’m doing you a favour! One day you will get fucked, stuck as cow and I will have to watch you graze and fart as I slowly rot into spectral dust!”
“That’s you problem, not mine!”
“It will be yours when your fat boobs turn into an udder, idiot!”
“You were a terrible friend and an even worse hallucination!”
“I’m not an hallucination! And you are going to end in someone's burger, you stupid bitch!”
“FINE!”
Davina grabbed the pillow off the other bed and threw it at the ghost, but the ghost had already disappeared and instead the comfy projectile hit the nurse who was entering into the room at that exact moment. The woman yelled, surprised, as the pillow hit the tray with food and juice that she was bringing for Davina, spilling it all over her chest.
“Oh, shit! Sorry! I thought...!” Davina got up to try and help the nurse, but her hospital robe became tangled with the head of her bed and after one step it slid down, revealing her breasts, she shrieked and dropped down onto her knees, covering her bust.
The nurse, thin, mature and with long curly dark hair, looked down at the girl who was trying to cover her voluptuous nudity.
They both exchanged quick glances and looked away, blushing, then chuckling, and finally laughing.
“That was your merienda...” said the nurse, inspecting her wet uniform.
Davina pulled the blanket of the bed to cover herself.
“What’s a merienda?”
“It's like an afternoon snack...”
Their eyes met, both had an smirk on their face.
“Sorry... I’m having a terrible time...” said Davina. “What’s... What’s your name?”
...
The nurses name was Pride Alexia.
“That’s not a real name!”
“As if Davina is a normal one?!”
From that day on, the two became instantly infatuated with each other, so much so, that when Davina was released from the hospital the next day, the nurse didn’t hesitate for a moment to offer her apartment to the lonely canadian girl.
Davina, still troubled by the recent tumult of events that had become her life, scared of having more weird hallucinations at any moment and not feeling at all like going back home after Inspector Villa's visit and her last conversation with her older sister, accepted the nurses offer, also without a single moment of doubt.
Pride’s apartment was small and old, it was in an almost empty ruined building, with all its windows looking directly onto the town’s graveyard, but for Davina it became a safe haven as soon as she left her backpack by the side of the couch.
After she installed her backpack and they had eaten something cheap and quick, Pride got into the shower, to get ready for work, and Davina followed her, without asking for permission.
“You are crazy...!” giggled the nurse as the chubby girl hugged her from behind.
“For you? Totally!”
One thin, the other chubby and both naked. They kissed and licked and had sex under the flow of warm water, when Pride began to suck her big nippled breasts Davina imagined a calf suckling an udder and that made her very horny, even if she didn’t stop to wonder why, being too busy grappling with Pride’s perky butt.
Pride had never liked anything about her small apartment that much, but from that moment on, the tiny, rusty shower became her favourite place, closely followed by her bed, which was also small, but that only made it easier to share.
The mature nurse felt like she was walking on a cloud, living a sexual dream with a sexy blond foreign college girl... she wasn’t Swedish, nor did she have a top model figure, but for her it was better than perfect.
In less than a week, they were almost a couple, living together, visiting the most interesting places in the town where Pride worked, learning from each other, sharing showers, bed and food and then drinks, laughter and tears, past and present grievances about failed loves and disastrous relationships.
Jackie didn’t visit Davina during all that time, the girl had almost completely forgotten her troubles, they were just a distant buzz at the back of her mind... but then came the full moon...
Pride left for work early that afternoon, she had a long night shift and they said goodbye to each other with a kiss.
Shortly after that, the ghost of Jackie reappeared, more rotten and decrepit than her previous visit to the hospital.
“Tonight you will become a cow, Davina.”
“Go away!”
“I told you about the easy route, but now it's too late...”
She disappeared with a giggle, Davina didn’t laugh at all.
The girl passed the rest of the day doing menial tasks, buying groceries, cleaning dishes, taking out the trash.
When night began to fall she didn’t have much more to do and so, after a satisfactory dinner, she sat on the living room’s couch to read a book.
A simple pleasure, just her and the ink on the pages, until the moon rose up to its lunar peak and the clouds moved away, allowing it's pale light to reach through the window of the small apartment.
Intermediately, Davina felt the beginning of the changes, first a burn on the bite scar on her left arm and then a intense and painful heat wave that made her skin blaze.
She yelled and threw the book away, grabbing her forehead in pain.
“OH! LORD SHIT! FUCK”
Her body began to sweat, her armpits and her crotch growing damp as she got up, ripping her shirt and her bra and jumping out of her pants.
Naked, her blonde hair shining in sweat.
“AAAAAAARGH! FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!”
She raised her right arm, eyes opening wide in incredulity as the symphony of cracking and snapping began and her bones grew, stretching her skin at an unreal pace.
Davina gasped breathlessly, witnessing the middle finger of her right hand swell and elongate out of all proportion, the nail expanding and growing black as the other fingers shrank, numb and small, forming what would soon would be her sturdy bovine hoof.
The girl yelled in deep pain as the same happened to her left hand, short thick blonde fur was starting to spread across her wet skin, growing on her arms and from the middle of her back.
A constant suffocating heat oppressed every inch of her aching muscles, the expansion of her belly, the hardening of her nipples.
She dropped down to her knees as the disgusting fleshy sounds of the metamorphosis continued, widening her shoulder.
“HELP ME! PLEASE! HELP ME! HELP ME! YIAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!”
Davina screamed in despair as her ankles stretched and her naked feet slid across the floor, suffering a similar fate to her hands, making her collapse down onto all fours.
It sounded heavy and sturdy when her forming hooves hit the floor, the girl shook her head, closing her eyes, as more blond fur sprouted from the pores of her skin, her tongue swelling and her teeth turning large and bulky.
“JACKIE! I’M SORRY! SOOOORRUUUUUUUU!”
She rolled over, laying down on her back, her voice deepening with the continuous screams.
Davina looked down and saw her over inflated breasts, pink, veiny and large, the long, thick nipples splitting in two on each boob as the boobs began to slide down her torso, merging with each other as they reached her crotch as a single big cow udder.
The blonde fur covering more and more of her body, her stomach expanding and dividing, a tail sliding between her open legs, her nose bulking up, she managed to get herself back upon all fours.
She bellowed in pain, a deep bestial sound louder than the crack of her bones, while her face, jaw and skull began to push forward to form a muzzle.
From her enlarging forehead emerged a pair of horns as her human hair fell down, her ears grew longer and wider, while at the sides of her head her eyes darkened.
Her face pushed further forward, completely destroying any remnants of her humanity, eyes sliding to the sides, bigger and dull black, tongue hanging out as saliva dropped along with the tears and sweat.
The girl raised her enlarging body onto the four hard hooves, clumsily large and fat, the heavy udder and the long tail swinging from left to right.
In the sky, the full moon shined, the blonde cow raised her head.
“MUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!”
It slowly came to it’s end, the last wave tingling the creatures spine with the few remaining snaps and cracks that marked the final changes.
The creature, the large fat blonde cow, stood there, tall and large, standing unsteadily as saliva dropped from her hanging tongue.
She was exhausted, confused... angry... but she was a cow...
Just a normal cow in a normal tiny apartment and little more, the beast moved clumsily around the small space, hitting the table with her large butt, making books, plates and a flower vase fall and crash with her tail, chewing the pillows.
She didn’t have a way to open the door and even if she broke it down, she would still have been too big to pass through the door frame.
The windows were also out of question, not only fldue to being small, but because a cow didn’t have any chance of jumping out from roof to roof or down to the street.
A cow was a cow after all.
Frustrated, the beast peed on the couch and then she lay down, the pale blueish ghost of Jackie returned and patted her head between the horns.
“I told you, didn't ?”
“Moo...”
Tired and without anything else to do, the cow just lowered her head and began to sleep...
...
Pride arrive home early in the morning, just as dawn was beginning to break.
She opened the apartments door, mumbling a hello tangled in the middle of a yawn that was met by horror and confusion.
A cronenbergian scene that made her scream and recoil, a large blonde cow in the middle of her ruined living room, grunting and snorting in pain as her flesh and bone shifted and reshaped.
The nurse, with one hand across her chest, took one step forward when she heard between the bestial bellows something that sounded close to a help me.
When the mass of flesh began to resemble the young blonde girl that she had left in her apartment last night, she didn’t hesitate fora a second before rushing to her aid.
“Oh, lord, Davina!”
She knelled and grabbed the large half human head of the were-cow.
“HOOOLP MOOOO! HOOOLP MOOO!”
Cried the creature as she slowly returned to her human form.
Pride hugged and held her, as the fur fell from her skin and blonde hair returned to her bald head, as the udder slid up into a pair of juicy boobs and the horns and the tail receded back into her bone.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry...! I am here with you, I am with you...!”
Davina grabbed her arm when she regained her fingers and they both cried there on the floor...
...
The explanations of the what and the why were beyond absurd, ridiculous, but Pride hadn’t just seen it with her own eyes, but she had also felt with her fingers how the flesh morphed.
“I am still with you, no matter what, OK?” she said, putting a hand around Davina’s shoulder and smiling feebly. “No matter what... We will find a way to fix this...”
Davina also tried to smile, haggard and pale, as Pride hugged her, but the delusional hope of her companion only made the bitter pill of reality even harder to swallow.
No matter how many times she washed herself, she couldn’t remove the bovine stench from her skin or her mind, she couldn't sleep and could barely eat and in an attempt to avoid the constant poor attempts from Pride to cheer her up she began to roam the streets of the foreign city alone, as the place became more and more alien to her... and her thoughts went from dark to grim...
She became obsessed with the cruel mocking curse, she stopped herself from calling home... she didn’t find the courage to cut her veins or to jump in front of a car...
Sobbing and trembling she just followed Jackies ghost to an adult cinema.
The place was almost empty, just a couple of people in the dark corners, hiding in the shadows as the pornographic film started and the housewife began to suck the plumbers cock.
Jackie was sitting in the center, smiling widely and eating pop corn as she enjoyed the movie, she had lost big chunks of her scalp, the left part of her lips and big fat white maggots were dancing inside the empty hole where she should have had an eye.
Davina sat at her side, without saying anything, nor asking how a ghost could eat pop corn.
The two watched the movie in silence until the housewife got into doggy position and Jackie sighed.
“There’s another way to break the curse.”
Davina didn't allow her hopes to rise.
“How...?” she asked with a quiet voice, without taking her eyes the big screen.
“You may not like it...”
The blonde girl felt the itchiness of tears in her eyes.
“Just... Just tell me...”
“You have to make someone you care for drink the milk from your tits before the next full moon...” explained Jackie, leaning over her friend and pressing her right boob with her pointy skeletal finger. “That someone will transform and if she gets fucked while transformed you will be free to leave... and she will be stuck as a cow...”
The ghost chuckled and moved her attention back to the film... Davina cried and sobbed in silence as cum splashed on the housewife's fake boobs.
...
Davina fondled the brown cows chin, the beast's hairy lips bellowed softly.
“That one sure likes you...” said Pride, sitting by the side of the blonde girl on the blanket they had put on the grass.
The two were outside, in a meadow on a sunny Saturday, a few cows were around, grazing and resting, an atmosphere of serene peace surrounded the place.
“Yeah...” said Davina looking at the sad gaze in the beast’s eyes, the cow moved after licking her hand. “It reminds me of someone...”
“Who?”
“I’m not sure...”
The cow walked away to eat some grass, her tail swinging left and right behind her large udder.
A couple of weeks had passed since that first full moon, Davina seemed a bit less haggard and Pride was barefoot and wearing a one piece beige summer dress.
They had left the city for a little weekend picnic, to lift some stress from their shoulders, maybe have some outdoors sex and think and talk about what future, if any, they could havetogether.
The women sat in silence for some time, somehow scared, knowing that as soon as one of them talked it would all be ruined.
And then Pride sighed, resting her head on Davina’s shoulder.
“Maybe we could move to a rural area ... It would be easier to manage your... condition... Unless...”
“Unless...?”
“I guess... You may want to go home... I’m sorry for being naive, I told you, I've never been lucky with my relationships...”
Davina laughed softly.
“You haven't exactly hit the jackpot with me...”
“Trust me, becoming a cow once a month is far more manageable than any of the bullshit my ex did...”
Another silence, they watched the cows in the distance, following their simple bovine routines without a care in the world.
Davina hugged her knees.
“They look happy... don't you think?”
“Yes...”
“Maybe it's not that bad... Maybe I should just embrace it... I always bragged about the animal right stuff, it would be logical if I choose to give up, no?”
“Don’t be dumb, you are a person, not a cow.”
“A person... a woman... Jackie enjoyed annoying me telling me that I was bitch...”
“Have you seen her again...?”
“No...” Davina shook her head softly, without looking at the nurses face. “I think... I don’t want to go home, not yet... not soon... I think... I think you are right...”
“Of course I am! About what exactly?”
“I should stay here, with you, we could move to a small town, find a house with a little stall or something...”
Pride leant back with a surprised expression.
“Are you sure?”
Davina nodded and after a moment, the nurse hugged and kissed her.
“Are you crying?” chuckled Davina.
“No, idiot I’m just... I promise you it will be great! We will have a lot of space and nobody will bother us and... and...!”
“Calm down, calm down...” with a tired smile, Davina gently pushed the woman away. “You are the old one here, shouldn’t you be the one acting mature?”
Pride wiped away her tears, chuckling.
Davina grabbed her backpack and took out a couple of glasses.
“Let’s drink something, to celebrate...” she picked up the plastic bottle and filled the glasses... her hand trembled slightly as she offered the first one to Pride...
Pride was still smiling when she moved her hand to take the glass... but her hand stopped in the air...
“What...?” asked Davina.
The nurse looked at the blonde girl’s face and the smile she saw there slowly made hers fade... the expression on the face of the thin woman grew cold and stiff... Davina blinked, unable to meet the glance in Pride’s dark eyes... she forced herself to keep smiling...
“Is s-something wrong...?”
Pride wasn’t trembling, nor was sheangry or furious, she just seemed deeply disappointed, as if she wouldn’t ever be more disappointed in her life... nor with the world... or with herself...
“No, everything is fine.” her voice was freezing dry.
She pulled the glass from Davina’s hand and stoodd up, Davina looked up.
“Wait... Let me...”
“Davina, you may not be a cow... but you are a total bitch...”
After saying those words, Pride shut her eyes tightly and drank the whole glass in one gulp, then she threw the empty glass to the ground, where it smashed against a rock.
Pride began to change and Davina witnessed it.
The nurse took a couple of steps forward, walking off the blanket, trying to contain the pain by grabbing the side of her belly.
The sounds of the metamorphosis began, giving Davina goosebumps, she wasn’t sure if was more horrible to see it or to suffer it.
Horns emerged on the forehead, whimpers mixed with grunts and gasps, Pride pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her small right breast.
The nipple enlarged and split in two, the flesh sack, veiny and stretched, inflated as she moaned and sobbed.
Davina saw how the summer dress's skirt was lifted from behind by the growing tail, revealing the widening rear of the changing woman, the soaked panties suffering as the anus swelled and the buttocks expanded to the left and the right.
A whimper that sounded close to a cow's snort, Pride struggled with the changes, in a vain attempt to stand on two legs for as long as she could even if it proved to be a mistake.
Dark and white fur began to sprout, around her forehead and across her shoulders.
Her breasts, large and round, slid down as she raised her head, bellowing.
With the inflation of her belly and the expansion of her hips, her dress was torn apart, falling from her skin along with her long curly hair.
Her feminine shape mutated and destroyed, her neck elongating as the clustering of her toes and fingers into hooves made her fall forward, dropping heavily onto all fours.
She clenched her eyes and her bulky teeth, holding her breath her growing jaw pulled her skull, destroying any trace of her human face.
“MOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Bellowed the black and white cow.
It only took a few minutes, but to Davina it lasted as long as eternity, her face was wet with tears when she got up and slowly and carefully walked closer to the new beast that had once been a woman she could have cared for.
The cow looked back at her, making the girl gasp before the serene silent judgement of her big dull eyes.
The wind stirred the grass, Davina removed the remains of the woman from the cow, the earring, the overstretched panties... only once the cow couldn't be considered anything else but what it was did she slowly lead her towards the herd.
She didn’t protest or resist, she just followed the chubby blonde girl, and when the other cows were close enough, she trotted forward.
Davina watched in silence from the distance, unable of shedding more tears, as the cows accepted their new sister... and the bull claimed the heifer for his herd...
...
The plane was packed up with passengers, specially on the second class.
Davina pushed her backpack onto the shelf and sat on her seat, between a snoring grandma and a noisy kid.
Shortly after that, the plane began to move, taking off from the airport.
When Davina saw the night clouds at the other side of the window behind snoring nose of the old woman she finally managed to sincerely smile for first time in quite awhile, the girl leaned back against her seat, sliding down a bit with her eyes close.
The brat at her other side got up and ran towards the toilet as her mom and a stewardess begged him to stop.
Davina’s nipples got hard under the shirt...
The scar on her left arm itched...
She didn’t lose her smile, nor did she open her eyes, but a tear dropped from her cheek...
“She was wrong, you are a bitch and a cow!” said Jackie, sitting at her side with a dead impish grin...
Comments
Senor
The parody/reimagination aspect gives a special taste to it. ^^
Hevnokaak
Cows TF's aren't usualy my cup of tea...unless in certain case when it's well writed, like this one !
