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Letting Down

by: Theo Winters

Written for Fenris49

>> Friday

Liz woke with a start, the trilling of the phone loud in her ears. With a groan, she sat up, finding that she had fallen asleep on her couch. Her breast pump had fallen to the floor, the collection bottles full of milk, as were her breasts. Milk also covered her body, her robe and the couch itself. It was simply everywhere.

Climbing to her feet she stumbled into the kitchen, her new hooves clicking on the tile as she struggled to reach the phone in time. It was awkward to walk; the hooves made her stand oddly, like she was in spiked heels. At least her tail seemed to help with the balance, the hair at the tip brushing over the floor.

Her udder added to the problem, shifting and rolling with each step she took. She could feel it under her robe and imagined that she could see it over her huge breasts. The teats felt nice as they rubbed against the milk soaked fabric, keeping her arousal at a constant high.

She reached the phone on the fourth ring, answering it as best she could. "Hello?" she asked, pressing it to her ear.

"Is this Elizabeth?" A voice on the other end of the phone asked. It sounded distant to her.

"It is," she replied, trying to place where she had heard the voice before.

"This is Mike from the gym."

She blinked, finding that it took a moment to make the connection. "Oh, yes. With the milkshakes."

"That's me. I'm just calling because you haven't been in since Wednesday, and I was a bit concerned. For optimal effect we recommend having one milkshake a day for the first week."

Liz giggled softly to herself, licking her lips as she looked down at her breast. "I think I have enough milk now."

Mike paused for a moment. "Are you okay?" he asked in a soft voice.

"I'm fine! But I think I won't need anymore milkshakes, thank you though." She giggled again then hung up the phone.

After it was back in place she spun around on the tile floor. Her hooves skidded over the floor, allowing her to spin easily and the momentum went right to her breasts and udder. When she tried to stop they swung around, spinning her another half turn before she came to a stop. The pressure of her breasts squeezing together was enough to send another squirt of milk into her soaked robe.

Liz looked over the wet fabric, feeling it cling to her body. With a small shrug she pulled it open and threw it off her shoulders, letting it pile on the ground. As soon as it was free she looked down at herself and smiled a bit. The fur covered the top of her breasts, making one white and the other black. Her nipples were exposed and bigger than ever, as long as her finger and just as thick. The flesh was a dark brown which stood out against the white of her left breast.

She stretched out her arms; the fur was covering them as well. In fact every part of her body that she could see was covered in milk soaked fur.

The cowgirl moved to the bathroom, enjoying the sound of her hooves on the tile, then on the carpet. She swung her hips as she moved, her tail swinging wide. With an each swivel of her hips she was able to hit the tip of her tail on both sides of the hallway. The fact that she could do so made her giggle.

When she saw herself in the bathroom mirror she let out a gasp. She was beautiful. Fur covered every part of her body other than her nipples and udder. The udder itself was huge, swelling out under her breasts and sagging down over her cunny, and was swollen with milk. Each teat was fat and long, dribbles of milk running down them. A thick vein stood out from the swollen flesh, running between her teats and up to her belly. Her ears had changed as well, moving up her head. They were large and hung slightly to the side, flicking as she looked at them.

Carefully she turned to the side, taking in her new profile. She was all front, her breasts and udder reaching far in front of her. Her ass and tail tried to compete, but just weren't up to the job.

Liz decided that she had admired herself long enough. Carefully stepping into her shower she turned the water on and let it pour down over her. It felt strange running over her fur covered body, first rolling over it then soaking in before it reached her skin. Finally she lifted her breasts and let the water rain down over her udder. It was cool on the swollen flesh, which gave her a little jolt, milk squirting from all four teats in response. She giggled after that, reaching down to give the teats on her udder a nice tight squeeze.

She kept turning under the water, letting it run over her head and down her back. It pressed down her ears and ran down the length of her tail.

Working her shampoo through her hair she wondered if she should try to shampoo her fur, or even how she should take care of her fur. She thought about calling a farm supply store to see how they took care of real cows. That thought brought a small jolt from her, but she dismissed it with a quick rub of her udder.

Liz worked her hands over her body, rubbing a bit of the shampoo over the fur to tease it clean. She took her time, working her fingers into the fur, cleaning it as the water rained down.

When she was satisfied that all the fur she could see was cleaned she rinsed off. She decided just to limit the conditioner to her hair, working it over her head, then sweeping her tail up to work it through the long hair at the end. Some of it was tangled up and it took a little work to break it free. The tightness of it around her fingers a very interesting experience.

She rinsed the last of the conditioner out of her hair, the water now cold around her shoulders and back. Turning the water off she pulled open the shower curtain, feeling it drip off of her fur.

Liz stood there, the water dripping freely around her. She picked up her towel, and then looked from it to her fur. "This might not be enough," she mused, setting it down and ringing the water out of her hair. She pushed her hands over her fur, forcing as much of the water free as she could.

Picking up her towel again she started working it over her body. As her fur became dry, her towel became soaked with water. She was only half dry by the time it was soaking wet. She threw it over the top of the shower and stepped out. Digging around she pulled out another towel and used it to dry off the rest of her body.

Even after all of that her fur was still slightly damp to the touch, but not wet anymore. She decided it was good enough for now, and with a flick of her tail she headed back to the living room.

Picking up her breast pump, she took it into the kitchen and cleaned it out. With her couch soaked with milk she just sat in the middle of the floor. Crossing her legs, she hefted her udder up to rest over her knees then pulled the collection cups onto her breasts.

They didn't fit.

Her nipples were so thick that the collector cups didn't fit over them anymore, and even if she could wedge them in, they were too long. The cups would never seal and there would never be any suction.

"Damn it!" she said, throwing them hard to the floor. She glared down at them, trying to make them larger with just her will.

When that failed she picked up one cup, working the collector bottle free. Leaning forward slightly she slide the bottle over the tip of her nipple, holding it in place. She started to rub and tease her fat teat with her other hand. After a few moments of frustration she was rewarded with a heavy squirt of milk.

A smile crossed her face as she started to milk herself. It was slow going, and she had to move between her breasts every couple of minutes, but it released the pressure in her breasts.

Once the bottle was filled she lifted it up to her lips, tasting the thick milk as it rolled over her long tongue and down her throat. As she was returning the bottle to her teats, she heard a knock at her front door.

She stopped short, turning her head around to look at the locked door. She wasn't sure what to do, or even who it could be. For a moment she wondered if it was Mike from the gym, but that was put out of her mind when she heard Daisy's voice through the door. "Liz, it's me. Open up!"

Liz was on her hooves before she even knew it, rushing towards the front door. She twisted the lock free and yanked it open. She stood in the doorway, nude as the day she was born, and smiled to her girlfriend.

Daisy smiled back, her blonde hair falling over her eyes. She was wearing a short skirt and a white t-shirt, with a large duffle bag over her shoulder. Her eyes looked over the cowgirl, taking in all of her changed form with a small lick of her lips.

"Are you going to let me in?" she asked in a sing song voice.

With a nod Liz took a few steps away, allowing the woman to step into the apartment. As soon as she was inside, Liz let the door close with a loud thump.

Daisy dropped her bag on the floor and looked around the mess of the apartment. She then took the collection bottle from Liz's hand. Lifting it up to her nose she sniffed at it, then licked a few drops of milk from the lip of it. A smile crossed over her face as she did so. "Your milk is wonderful!"

"Thank you, Princess," Liz said with a giggle, turning her head away softly.

Reaching out, Daisy took her by the hand. With a quick pull she took a step forward and the two women pressed together. Daisy moved quickly, kissing Liz with quite a bit of force, her hands slipping down to stroke over the fur of her hips.

Liz kissed in return, her tongue teasing into the other woman's mouth, pressing in and around Daisy's tongue.

The blonde could feel the fat udder pressing against her crotch through her skirt. Her hands reached back around and stroked over the long tail, feeling it twitch under her touch. Finally she pulled back, breaking the kiss, though the long tongue took a moment to slip past her lips.

"How do you feel?" Daisy asked.

Liz paused for a moment, her mind racing a bit. She wasn't sure what she felt; she felt good because of her milk, she felt horny because her girlfriend was here, she felt a bit uncomfortable because she was nude, and a little worried because she was a cow. Finally she reached up and placed a hand on the side of her head. "I'm confused."

"Then let me help," Daisy replied, hugging the cow to her then walking her to a kitchen chair. Daisy sat down and patted her lap.

Liz smiled and sat on the proffered lap, her tail flicking down to wrap around her legs. She looked up at her girlfriend with wide brown eyes and smiled.

Without a word Daisy pulled her t-shirt off and threw it to the side. Her breasts stood out from her chest, the small nipples hard and jutting forward to a sharp point. She then reached up and placed a hand on the back of Liz's head, slowly pulling it down to her chest.

As the hard nipple came up even with her lips she leaned forward, wrapping her lips around it and starting to suckle. A moment later she was rewarded by a burst of creamy milk. It wasn't as thick or rich as her own, but the taste was wonderful and filled her with warmth.

Daisy reached down and ran a hand over Liz's head, enjoying the feeling of her nursing. "Oh Bessie, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for this."

She looked up around the blonde's breasts, her eras flicking back in curiosity.

"You've been so stressed, work was killing you. You never took a day off, never went on vacation. You needed something better, so I decided to give it you. Are you enjoying your milk?"

Liz nodded happily, her tail flicking in excitement.

Daisy smiled and reached around to rub the milk laden udder. "I've been putting my milk into your coffee all week. It's special, and it makes you special. You're my cow now, Liz, and you're going to come with me back home to my farm where you can finally relax. You'll love it there! It's pretty, and I can milk you ever day. Wouldn't you like that?"

The cowgirl let the nipple fall from her lips and looked up at her girlfriend. "I would love that," she said in a soft voice. Bending back down, she moved to the other breast to lick at the hard nipple before starting to nurse again.

Reaching out to run her hand over the long brown hair, Daisy smiled. "You're perfect, so very perfect," she said, squeezing the fat udder, then moving back to stroke the long tail. She teased over the length of it, running her fingers over the soft fur slowly work up to the base of it. Her hand slipped around between her legs and slipped up to stroke over the wet lips of the cowgirl's sex.

Liz shivered at this, letting out a soft moan and pressing closer to her mate.

The blonde smiled and teased a bit more, tracing the wet folds with her finger before slowly slipping one inside to press deeper. It felt nice, warm and eager, waiting to be touched, to be pleased.

Finally she pulled the cow away from her breasts and smiled at her. "Get on all fours; I have a surprise for you."

Liz smiled, slid off Daisy's lap and settled down on her hands and knees. Her breasts swung low, the fat teats brushing at the carpet. Her udder hung down even lower, the curve of it almost touching the ground while the four fat teats were pushed out to the side.

With a smile Daisy bend down, rubbing her hands over the sexy cow, soon bringing them down tease at the full udder. "Oh, you've much bigger than I expected!"

After giving the udder a firm squeeze, she reached over and pulled her bag to her side. Slowly she undid the zipper to expose a large milking machine. Daisy smiled and pulled out a bundle of four steel collection tubes, a smirk on her face.

The cowgirl turned her head back to look at the tubes, a smile crossing her face as her tail flagged up slightly. "Oh, that's just what I needed! Thank you so much!"

Daisy nodded and patted Liz's flank. "I thought you would like it," she said. After plugging it in, she carefully slide the first tube over a fat teat.

A soft giggle escaped Liz's lip as the first tube was slipped on. "Those are cold," she whispered.

"I'll warm them up next time," the blonde promised as she ran her hand over the soft black and white fur of her flank. She rolled the other tubes in her hands for a few seconds trying to warm them up slightly before slipping them on. When all four were in place she reached over and turned the machine on.

With the very first pull of the machine the cowgirl let out a pleased cry, arching her back and lifting tail high into the air. Moments later milk started to spurt into the large collection jug that adorned the side of the machine.

Daisy smiled at the sound, reaching up to stroke Liz's tail, teasing it again as she moved behind the cowgirl, enjoying the sight of her milking. She started to stroke down the length of the tail, moving along it until she found herself nosing up close to the exposed lips of the woman's sex.

Without a moment's hesitation she licked over the warm pussy, tasting its flavor and breathing in its scent. The one lick was enough to make the transformed woman cry out, lifting her tail again, and then bringing it down to slap on the blonde's back.

Reaching up, Daisy grabbed her girlfriend's wide hips and pressed closer. She had to arch her neck to compensate for the odd angle, but soon her lips were pressed to the hot cow sex, her tongue flicking out to explore inside the wet folds.

"Oh, Princess!" Liz moaned, parting her legs and grinding her hips back at the blonde's face.

Daisy pressed in deeper, closing her eyes and licking all around the warm folds. Each one had a taste of its own, a warmth and a sweetness that made her own sex wet under her short skirt. She took her time, enjoying the sensations, feeling each twitch of the hot pussy as she explored as deep as she could go.

Daisy pressed in closer, slipping one hand free of the furry hip and up to tease over the length of the long tail. Grasping tightly onto it she pressed in closer, her tongue probing the depths as far as she could go. Her other hand slipped back to rub over the large ass, than down to slip between the two nether lips to tease deeper inside the cow's sex.

The cowgirl whimpered happily, spreading her legs and pressing her udder down against the carpet, the collection tubes clinking as she moved. She lowered her head down, looking between her breasts, back at her fat udder as they were milked.

Pulling free, Daisy took in a deep breath, licking her lips and reaching out to rub the fat udder. "Oh, you're so full of milk; you've nearly filled the machine."

Liz looked over, surprised to see the collection tank was almost filled with her milk. Some of the pressure had been released, but it still pushed at her udder, and her breasts, waiting to get out. "I still have more," she said with a smile.

Moving around Daisy kissed her girlfriend, and then reached out to turn off the machine. "I have a bigger one at the farm," she said as they broke the kiss.

She simply nodded, a smile on her face.

Daisy smiled in return and pushed Liz onto her back. Pulling the milking machine free she started to kiss her way along the fur covered body, over the full breasts and tight stomach to lick at the warm flesh of the udder. She circled around it, tracing the veins and licking over the fat teats, giving each one a few quick suckles, enough to get a mouth full of milk from each. As she swallowed it she slid down between Liz's legs, pushed up the heavy udder, and dived down into the waiting pussy.

The angle was much better than before, and she was able to press her tongue in ever deeper. For her part Liz let out a cry and twisted on the floor, her legs parting wide to give the blonde as much room as she could possiblely need.

"Hold your udder," Daisy ordered, pushing it back a bit. Liz did as she was told, reaching down and lifting it off of her girlfriends head.

Daisy started to use her hands as she ate out the cow, rubbing over the fur on the insides of her legs, then reaching around tease the outer lips of the wet sex as her head moved and twisted. Carefully she moved her fingers over the hot nub of her clit, teasing the soft flesh of the hood over the bright point of pleasure.

The cowgirl squirmed in place on the carpet, moaning and kicking her cloven feet at the floor. She was pulling on her udder with enough pressure to send milk jetting from the fat teats, only to rain down over the two women.

Closing her eyes, Daisy pressed in deeper, slowing a bit to tease her girlfriend in just the right ways. Liz responded with another moan, her tail flicking up to rub against the blonde's breasts, teasing her in return.

She smirked at this, not that it could be seen around the pussy in her face. Daisy pressed in closer, teasing her tongue out to reach for all the right places, her fingers moving in tandem with her tongue, stroking and licking all at once. With a final twist of her skillful tongue she hit just the right place as she rubbed over the cowgirl's clit.

With a scream of pleasure the cowgirl climaxed. Her back arched high, thrusting her breasts into the air. She let go of her udder, reaching down to claw at the carpet, sending the milk laden flesh crashing down over Daisy's head with a rather startling sloshing sound, sending milk squirting in all directions.

The blonde sat there in surprise, the udder resting on her head, feeling her girlfriend starting to come down from her climax.

Daisy started to giggle as she extracted herself from under the heavy udder. Sitting up, she looked down over the cowgirl and burst into joyful laughter. She moved around and cuddled up with her girlfriend, kissing her on the side of the neck. "I love you," she said softly.

Liz turned her head and nuzzled Daisy's face. "I love you, too."

The blonde pressed herself closer. "I can't wait to get you to the farm."

Liz nodded.

They kissed again for a moment before Daisy broke away with a sigh.

"What is it princess?" Liz asked, reaching out to touch the blonde locks.

Daisy licked her lips. "It's not forever; you can turn back whenever you want to. I'm not going to force you to be a cow."

"As long as I'm with you, I don't care," Liz said, disengaging from her girlfriend and giving her a smile. "You're right, I need to get away. I need to have time off. I need to be with you. Being a cow is a nice bonus," she added, running a hand over her udder.

The blonde blushed and kissed her girlfriend again, reaching out to run her hand over the large breasts. "I can't argue with the enchantments, you needed bigger breasts."

This brought a blush that almost glowed through her black and white fur, and made the inside of her large ears turn a bright pink. "Well, they are nice."

Daisy sat up and smiled, looking around the house. "Let's get you dressed so we can get you to my car, and maybe bring in a cleaning service for the couch. The milk can stain."

Liz giggled and nodded her head, then kissed Daisy again. "That would be nice, my bed too, though that was yesterday morning."

"I'll get you a new one," she replied, helping the cowgirl up to her hooves. "I just want to spend the next two weeks with you, however it is."

She nodded and hugged the blonde as tight as she could, her breasts getting in the way. "I want to spend forever with you."

Daisy smiled, then leaned in and kissed her girlfriend. "Then it will be forever!"

Liz returned the kiss, the two of them pressing together, finding perfection in each other's arms.

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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 milked.