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The breakfast table was set. Susan had spent thirty minutes cooking for her teen daughter Tina, the same breakfast she made everyday. She made the eggs over-easy, the only way Tina would eat them; she made the bacon just crispy enough where it would hold stiff in your hand but not enough for all the fat to render out; and she made buttermilk pancakes with the same pancake mix she'd been using for the past decade.

When all was said and done Susan made two plates, one with three eggs, two slices of bacon, and three pancakes, the numbers Tina always wanted. For her own plate she helped herself to whatever was left. Susan had the best metabolism, even at 35 she was fit as ever. Slim with few wrinkles, her auburn hair accenting her slightly fading freckles. She worked out at the gym every week, though she'd be constantly harassed by the older gentlemen at the place for her looks.

Her daughter on the other hand, didn't get the same treatment. As her bedroom door creaked open and she walked out of her messy room you could smell her from across the house. She was born with her father's white hair, which she let grow longer than her back. Her eyes were a shiny blue, she had her mother's freckles, and her soft face.

Tina was lazy, she never changed her oversized gray hoodie and she hadn't showered in god knows how long. Who could blame her, she had a doormat for a mom. Susan was never, ever the type to yell or punish. She had gotten pregnant at a young age and wanted the best for her kid at any costs necessary. Since her father was out of the picture Susan had to spend hours upon hours working for Tina to make sure she had the life she needed.

So during a summer's day like this a few things were bound to happen. For starters, Susan was going to make an elaborate breakfast for Tina. Then, Tina would walk in barefooted in nothing but a hoodie, slump into her chair, and eat her meal while Susan plugged her nose to avoid the stench. Then at some point Susan would try to start a conversation, always a bad idea.

"So Tina," Susan said, treading lightly. Any wrong word and the shark would sink her teeth into her mother's soul. Not a literal shark of course as this is a cow transformation story, not sharks. You'll have to wait on that one.

"...have you been chatting with any boy's lately on that phone of yours?" Ooo, she was cutting it close. Diving into the boy talk right off the bat? Not to mention the subtle bringing up the phone at the dinner table. Maybe Susan wasn't as scared as we thought.

Tina's eyes slowly rolled up from the phone in her hand and stared straight and firm towards her mother. Without saying a word she looked back down at her phone, which was the average response. But then, suddenly but not so suddenly as it really wasn't as fast as I'm making it out to be, Tina sat her arm on the dinner table and rested her chin against her hand, still focused on the phone in front of her.

This was a proverbial knife in the heart of poor Susan in front of her. Tina knew exactly what torturous message she was sending with that gesture. Her mom was uninteresting, not worth her own daughters time much less anyone else's. At least, Susan assumes she knows what message Tina was spreading. Either way Susan wipes away a tear and presses on, the valiant woman she is.

"Well.. I was simply wondering because I talked to Mrs. Neville again." Tina's face changed, a small tightening of the lips. She looked at her mother and, without moving any other muscle, raised an eyebrow. "Me and her got to talking, and she mentioned that her son liked those video games you liked so much. Maybe you two could hang together sometime? Get out of the house for a bit?"

Tina sat down her phone for a brief moment. If only for a moment she looked at her mom, not paying attention to anything else besides what in her mind was the most braindead statement of the year. Tina has literally never been interested in anyone, ever. She's never liked the idea of a relationship, platonic or not, and definitely wasn't going to get with Henry Neville. And here her mom was, practically begging her to run down next door, march inside to find Henry at his computer, shoving him onto the bed, and rawdogging him there. Even if that's not what she said, that's what she said.

So, then, instead of entertaining the idea of a response, Tina pulled out the biggest weapon a teenager has against her desperate for affection mother. A well placed, exhaustive sigh. With just a puff of air it was as if she sucked the life out of the room, turned the fried eggs rotten, the bacon moldy, and the pancakes stale. Tina took the table, flipped it onto its side, cussed out her mother, and stormed off. Even if that's not what she did, that's what she did.

Susan's jaw dropped, a bee could have flown in there for all the time she was in disbelief. One tear, two tears, and oops, there goes the water works. Susan stood up quickly and rushed out through the patio doors and into the backyard, bawling on one of the lawn chairs under the sun.

Blinking in disbelief, Tina watched as her mom raced outside, tears running down her face. And the first thing Tina thought to herself, 'finally, some alone time' of course. Tina stood up from her chair and walked straight to the couch, flopping down with legs spread and back slouched; she flicked through the channels on the TV. Her mom never listened to her when she asked for Netflix or HBO Max, so she settled on scrolling through basic cable instead.

This was the same spot where Tina sat on the couch every day, especially when her mom wasn't around. When her mom was in the room she'd always bring up the fact Tina never washed the hoodie she wore, or that Tina would sleep in the same hoodie she walked around it, and that she never wore a bra or panties underneath. What if a peeping tom in the neighborhood was stalking her watching her sit like that? All she heard was constant nagging from her mother. No one was trying to stalk her, and I mean its not like she needed a bra with how flat her chest was.

As Tina flipped through the TV guide her mom wasn't as happy. She was busy sobbing outside in their backyard, lying on the grass face first. She did not want to get up. This kind of outburst was common in the house but usually she wasn't as hurt. It was a volcano of emotions that have just been festering inside of her that randomly chose to geyser today. When things like this happened they were usually as a result of Tina yelling at her mom, today she decided to spare her poor mother from her wrath.

Still she was pushed over the edge, and now here she lied in the grass. She rolled over onto her back, taking in the view. The aquamarine sky shined as the clouds swam through the air, the wind a tranquil breeze and the air temperate. Susan relaxed herself. She took deep, inner breaths through her nose and slow breaths through her mouth. Meditating she saw shapes in clouds. That one looks like a heart! And the cloud over there looks like a pair of glasses! And that one kinda looks like a cow, isn't that funny.

Something inside Susan twisted. It wasn't painful, really, just something contorting. A feeling, an emotion just shifting inside her. Almost like the feeling one gets when they're sitting on a roller coaster waiting for it to start, but time passes by for so long that the excitement dissipates into nothingness. Her heart sank into her stomach and she sat there emotionless for a few moments before finally summoning the motivation to stand up.

Once she was on her own two feet her emotions came back to her. It was an odd feeling, like when you're just told some terrible news and then a few moments later someone gets you to laugh. Susan couldn't make sense of it but she new something had changed. Wiping the rest of her tears away she walked herself back through the screen door into the kitchen.

Susan wandered past the door and stopped outside the living room in her tracks. For some reason she couldn't help but stare at the girl sitting on the couch. In all these years she's watched Tina grow up she's never really noticed how old she'd really had been getting. She was becoming an adult, even if she had unhealthy habits. Her skin was pale white, not ghostly but scarily close. Despite her exercise routine (getting out of bed, walking to the couch, getting off the couch, walking to her bed) she was still fairly skinny, only a little bit of chub in her stomach which you couldn't see with that old gray hoodie on.

And, just like everyday, she wasn't wearing anything under her hoodie. Susan had made attempts to buy her new underwear, to plea with her to put on something, but Tina would never budge. Here she was, yet again sitting on the couch letting the whole world see her private parts. Susan would normally dart her eyes away from her daughter's vagina, but today seemed different.

Her eyes naturally swung towards Tina's crotch. Considering she hadn't cut her hair in years you could imagine the state of her pubic regions in terms of being shaved. And the stench, her oddly intoxicating smell. Tina always walked around with an aroma, it was pungent and grassy with hints of sweat and who knows what else. Susan didn't understand it but she was getting increasingly aroused by her daughter.

Unable to resist her daughter's charms Susan succumbs to her own desires. Peering at her daughter for a moment to make sure she wasn't watching- oh, who was she kidding. She didn't give a shit if she saw her. In fact, she wanted to get up close and personal. Strutting her way to the couch she stood next to her daughter as she stripped herself of her jeans. Sitting on the couch in nothing but her T-shirt and her panties she started to rub against herself.

Tina's eyes craned over from the TV screen to see her mother half naked pleasuring herself on the same couch she was sitting on. Tina thought for a moment, was this some kind of lesson she was trying to teach? That she shouldn't be lazy and sitting around because it makes others uncomfortable? Whatever her mom was trying to do, she was adamant that she was going to ignore it.

With one hand Susan harshly ripped off her panties, not even caring about how expensive they may have been or what her daughter may have thought. In circles she rubbed her the tip of her clitoris before diving a finger deep into herself. Tina rolled her eyes while her mother fingered herself. What both of them hadn't realized is that changes started to appear in the two. Atop Susan's head her ears started to flatten out while little white horns peeked from her hair. Meanwhile Tina began to grow wider herself, her stomach fat seemed to grow. It wasn't an outrageous change, but you could tell she was getting bigger by the minute.

While her body grew Tina's crotch area shifted as well. Her pussy started to puff out, like two soft pillows sitting right next to each other. Her asshole puffed out as well, donut-like as she sunk into the couch under her own weight. Above her cunt and under her stomach something started to flop out. Four new nipples started to protrude out and inflate, growing into a large udder that draped over the couch.

As Tina's body grew warmer all Susan's thoughts were populated by lust. Susan had already started to almost fist herself with her own hand before stopping, pulling out to catch her breath. Her horns grew longer and her face elongated with it, her nose becoming massive on her face with a snout forming. As she huffed her body's muscles flexed while her body increased in size.

Then, her clit started to elongate, she felt it stiffening and leaking with fluids. Her pussy lips closed and sagged, sealing and flopping into a large ball sack. Her clit became much thicker and longer, reaching all the way above her head as she slouched on the couch. It was pulsing, yearning to be stroked and already stinking.

Tina couldn't help but notice her mother's alterations, but she had her own problems to deal with. She was getting hotter and hotter in this room while sitting on the couch, and had to throw off her hoodie. Under she found a strip of thin white fur growing up to her neck. Her already small boobs had all but disappeared by now, not even her nipples where still there. Her whole chest became covered in fur, her face transforming like her mother's, and her ears flattening and becoming cow like.

Her mother, feeling the same heat, tore apart her own shirt as well. Fur was growing all over her large body, her breasts were completely gone, and horns had become incredibly large. Her whole head became covered in fur the same auburn shade as her human hair, shaggy and tangled, flowing over her. Around her massive cock a sheath grew, thick brown fur roping around her crotch.

The two girls sat on the couch, naked and huffing. Their sweat steamed as each of them changed. Their hands cracked, their bones shifting and hardening into sets of hooves. Their muscles strengthened as they became more and more cow like, in between their legs tails growing. Tina's was thin and white while Susan's was ratty and an orange brown. Tina's udders continued to fluff out, milk starting to seep out. Susan stared at her daughter's milkers, while Tina looked up at her mother's cock.

They couldn't take anymore. Tina could smell her mother's musk, a dirty, pungent cloud of steam floating around the two. Susan made the first move, leaning over and taking a teat into her mouth. Taking slow, deep gulps she nursed on her daughter's milk. The jolt shook Tina, and suddenly she was active. Tina leaned back while her mother drank from her udder, wanting nothing more than to get a taste herself.

Tina hunched over and stuck her long, thick cow tongue out, wrapping around her mother's dick. She brushed her tongue up and down, taking in whiffs of its thick scent while she tried to wrap around it. She stuck her tongue in her mom's sheath, then around her balls giving them slight tugs. Susan was groaning in pleasure, but was getting tired of all the milk.

Finally with a huff, the new bull shoved her daughter off the couch, her body making a large thud as she tried to stand up. The two cluttered their way through the house, struggling to walk on two feet. Eventually they were charging through like a bull in a china shop (or in this case a bull and a cow in a suburban household), breaking through the screen door into the wide backyard.

Tina, the formerly small teenager turned large almost-cow, bent down and stood on all fours. As she presented herself her back legs contorted the same way her hands had done, now cow hooves. Her body was at this point completely covered in pale white fur, her eyes drowning in black and shrinking. She was now nothing but a common dairy cow.

Susan fell onto her hands and started to transform as well. The fur she had started to grow now was fully coating her body, draping over her sides and falling in strands. Her horns were at their full length, and her feet had become the hooves they were meant to be. Her hair covered her eyes making it almost impossible for the highland bull to see.

With his nose the bull sniffed around to find his mate's warm, soft cunt. His long tongue stuck out and slipped inside of her, exploring the caves of her body. The bull then moved himself to her ass, sticking in her hole and exploring that too. She was dirty and stinky, just the way he liked her. Her juice was dripping out from her pussy, lubricating his snout and tongue and preparing for the main course.

Pulling back the bull stood firm and ready, by now his long cock was almost half the length of the cow he was about to breed. He huffed and leapt up onto her back, steadily moving his back legs forward while shoving his cock deep insider her. Every muscle inside the cow tightened as the yardstick of a cock slipped inside. She moaned- er, well, moo-ed, in a howling lust.

Once he pushed himself in enough the bovine was able to start to thrust, like a mighty battering ram he heaved and ho'ed, thrust and thrust into the cow. Her tail whipped around, slapping his heavy ballsack that would at times thud against her. The two murred in sweaty ecstasy, both gripping against each other while one's penis was deep inside the other.

The feeling was electric, the cow could feel the bull moving inside her. Her pussy had grown warm and wet from all the action, and milk yet again started to seep from her udders. While the bull claimed her as his mate she stared down at the yard they found themselves on, and she leaned her neck down to graze. The common bovine continued to feed as the bull wasted no time plowing her.

Suddenly another large slam from the bull, he pushed himself fully in and let loose. Cum flooding into the cow's womb, filling her from the inside out. His nuts twitched and his tail flung while he let out a large groan. When all was said, he walked slowly backing out of her, letting his cock slam onto the grass with a wet flop. The bull went to eating the grass on the ground with his cow, and the two waited in the sun.

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Eventually, the two cows were found by their neighbors, and many wild theories rose about the mysterious disappearance of a mother and daughter and the appearance of two random cows. No matter what really happened, the bovine were relocated to a nearby farm where they were kept together. The cow was designated as a dairy cow, while the bull was labeled as a breeder for the other cow on the farm.

The white cow gave birth to a beautiful calf after that day, and for many more days to come she would be milked and bred, giving birth to many new faces. The highland bull would be the man for the job, mating with every eligible cow on the farm. The two lived the best lives they could live, cherishing every day living in serenity. They found their true selves out in that field.