Down for the Farm
Another Transformation short (though a bit longer then usual), this one partly inspired by the great cow TF art of daniel_kay.
Down for the Farm
By: Theo Winters
Jen pulled off the paved road and onto the narrow drive. The asphalt in front of her was faded and worn; potholes lined the center of the thin path and the edges were crumbling. She drove slowly, bouncing in the driver's seat more than the road was causing. She was excited and eager, it was her week away, and the farm was just starting to appear at the end of the road.
She was smiling and humming to herself as she pulled to a stop in front of the small house. This was her third visit to the farm, and she could hardly wait. The time that she spent on the farm was some of the best vacation time she had, just getting away from everything and everyone. It was exactly what she wanted from her time off.
Climbing out of the car she picked up her overnight bag out of the back. She was slamming the trunk closed when she heard another car coming down the drive. Turning around she was surprised to see Zack's car pulling off the driveway to park next to her.
She smiled and crossed her arms, leaning against the side of her car, watching him as he parked his car and climbed out. "Hey, hon," she said.
Zack smiled, his blue eyes twinkling as he walked over to her and wrapped his arms around you. "Hey yourself," he replied, and then kissed her firmly on the lips.
She kissed her boyfriend in return for a few moments. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, you said this was fun, and I felt bad about not being able to go, so I pulled some strings to get the time off, and here I am," he said with a shrug.
Jen laughed and leaned in closer to him. "You silly fool, you have no idea what goes on here! Still, I bet you'll have fun. Did you book ahead?"
"No?" he asked, looking both worried and curious.
She smiled and kissed him briefly. "Well, I'll take care of it. Do you have room?" she asked, turning to look at the door of the house. Standing in the doorway, a bemused look on his face, was Bob. He was an older man, but strangely handsome and reasonably well built. He looked oddly normal in an old shirt and faded jeans; there was simply no indication how brilliant he was.
Bob smiled. "I think I can find a place for him, maybe with the horses. Do you prefer hard work or just showing off?"
Zack looked over at Bob, still a bit confused. "Um... showing off?"
Reaching behind the door Bob picked up a small tablet computer and made a couple notes. "There's a place for you, might have to-"
"Oh, no, no! Surprise him!" Jen said with a laugh.
"A surprise it is, though I suggest you be ready for most anything. Come along you two, we'll do you first, Jen," he said and vanished into the house.
Jen smiled and started towards the house, leaving Zack to pull his bag from the back of his car. She was amused to see he had packed for the week. She set her overnight bag down inside the house and walked to the kitchen. A few moments later Zack joined her, still looking confused.
Bob set a glass of milk down in front of her. "It's the usual mix. I'll get your boyfriend's mix set up while you change," he said.
"I'm Zack, sir," he said.
"I'm Bob," he replied as he walked out of the room.
Shaking her head in amusement she picked up the glass of milk and downed it in one gulp. The taste was bitter under the normal sweetness of the milk, but the milk itself was just to hold the solution. She was glad she didn't have to drink it directly.
Setting the glass down, she smiled and took her boyfriend's hand. "Come on, hon," she said with a smile as she pulled him out the back door. Behind the house she could see the barn nearby, and in the distance were the large fields, a few animals grazing. Only one looked up as they came out.
A chill ran through her body as she let out a pleased moan, starting to feel pressure on her belly. "Oh, here we go," she said, then pulled her shirt off and threw it towards Zack.
"What is going on?" he asked, folding the shirt over his arm.
She winked at him as she pulled of her bra. "You'll see. Trust me, it's a lot of fun," she said, then pulled off her pants and panties in one go. She fumbled with her shoes, forcing them off before finally stepping out of the pile of clothing. She wasn't surprised to see her nails already starting to grow dark, the fingers pressing together.
"Jen?"
She turned back and smiled at him. "Just watch," she said, talking a few steps back. The pressure on her belly was starting to grow. Looking down she could see it beginning to swell, at the same time her breasts were starting to lose mass.
Zack gasped softly and took a step forward. "What's happening to your eyes?"
With a laugh she reached up and touched her eyes, her vision starting to change, the colors shifting around in odd ways. "All part of the vacation," she replied. A moment later she found herself stepping forward, feeling her feet shifting into hooves, the changes starting to run up her legs. Looking down at her hands she saw her fingers shifting and reforming to create another set of hooves.
Her boyfriend watched this, a look of surprise on his face. It took him a moment to snap his mouth closed. "What?"
"Moo," she replied, a new shiver running through her body as her breast melted down into her skin. The weight on the lower part of her belly was growing, and looking down she could see the start of the four teats just beginning to press out from her changing flesh.
Zack stared at this for a moment, his look of surprise slowly being replaced by a smile. "Moo?"
She laughed and tried to speak again, but this time all that came out was a real moo. With a shake of her head she bent forward, resting her new forehooves on the ground in anticipation of her change. A moment later her back and hips shifted into a quadruped stance. All around her body she could feel the pressure growing, weight beginning to built over her form. Every few moments she found she had to step forward to accommodate her growing body. Under her she could feel her new udder swaying and growing.
With a flick of her head Jen looked up and smiled, a moment later her face started to push forward, her nose swelling out, expanding with her new muzzle while at the same time her mouth started to change. Her teeth and jaw shifted to better eat grass and a moment later her vision started to change again as her eyes pushed apart, much of center of her vision taken up by her long face.
Zack walked up to her, placing a hand on the center of her back. All over her body her skin was starting to prickle, hair starting to grow, filling into the familiar brown fur that seemed to fit her new form.
She looked up at him with her big eyes and licked her nose, leaning her body closer to his as the fur covered everything. A few moments later pressure starting to grow at the base of her spine, the flesh beginning to swell until it grew out into a tail. A long ropy tail that draped over her larger hind quarters to swish against her back legs.
Jen shook her head, the changes almost finished as her mass continued to grow. She could feel her body taking on the proper shape of a dairy cow, the wide body swelling outwards to fill out her frame. She knew it was almost finished when she felt her udder pressing against her hind legs, filling the space between them and reaching to her knees.
Straining her head down she looked under her belly, watching her udder ripple, watching it take on the familiar crease down its length. It was only then that the pressure of the growth finally came to an end, but other pressure remained. She was overdue to be milked, a state she was rather pleased to find herself in.
She looked back up to Zack only to find him hugging her tightly around the neck. She mooed at him, trying to ask a question.
"Yes, you are still pretty," he replied, then kissed her on the top of her muzzle.
Behind them Bob laughed. "She's one of my best milk cows. I always make a little extra when she's on the farm," he said as he walked up to them.
Jen blushed as best as a cow could, her wide ears pressing against the side of her head.
The scientist turned farmer smiled and handed a glass of milk her boyfriend. "Here, drink this while I put your girl out into the pasture."
Taking the glass, Zack gave it a short look, and then with a smile he drank it all down. "So, a horse you say?"
Bob smiled in return. "You'll see, but best get out of your clothing," he said then placed a hand on the cow's back. With a just a little bit of pressure the farmer and the bovine began walking towards the pasture.
As they reached the gate she looked up at her friend. "He'll make a fine show stallion," he replied, opening the gate for her.
She trundled into the pasture and turned to look at the farmer as he closed the gate, happy he found a place for her boyfriend. Without saying a word the older man turned back and headed towards the house. For the rest of the week Jen was nothing more than cattle.
Lowering her head, she took a bite of the grass, savoring the taste. For the next week she was indeed nothing more than a cow, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
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This story was written and copyright 2009 by Theo Winters, reposting and archiving are allowed as long as this copyright notice and the author's name are not removed. This story cannot be published without permission of the author. Violators will be transformed.