Cowgirl City- Chapter One: A New Herd Moves In
They say there's no use crying over spilled milk, but if you're not careful in this city, it'll be your milk that's spilling...
"Let's see; copy paper, copy paper... ah! Here we go!"
I hefted the heavy box of paper, grunting slightly with the effort. Why am I always the one who gets sent down to do the grunt work like this? Go get paper, fix the copy machine, make coffee... I supposed to be an engineer, not an over-educated secretary. I'd say something about it, if I weren't the lowest man on the totem pole in my department and my boss actually paid any attention to who was actually doing work and who was just screwing around.
Oh well; just another unpaid, unappreciated hard worker in a world full of them, I suppose. No point complaining about what I can't control.
I could hear the creaky door of the stairway open as I lugged the heavy box down. Maybe I can get a little sympathy from my fellow office drone, stuck here doing a job they hate, working for a moron who doesn't see the real potential I have. At least, that was my hope as I started to make my way out of the storage room.
"Hey there... huh?" The sight that greeted me as I stepped out of the storage room was quite peculiar. It was a woman of some sort; the large, full breasts, the wide hips, and long, flowing brown hair made that much obvious. What wasn't so explainable were the extra parts, or the severe lack of clothing.
"Mooo..." The cowgirl smiled with her short little muzzle as she looked me over. She slowly ran one hand over the chocolate brown fur of her large breast, gently squeezing it before moving down to her slim belly and lower still. Her fingers slowly played with her clit as her other hand massaged and squeezed her breast as her ropey brown tail waved behind her. She leaned her head back a little as her tongue hung from her muzzle, her triangular cow ears folded back in pleasure as she played with herself.
"Um..." O.K; did not see this coming. I watched with amazement and shock as the cowgirl continued to play with herself, panting and moaning in pleasure. I've had a thing for furries for as long as I could remember, and watching this cowgirl masturbating despite my presence was quite a turn on. Still, the overall weirdness of the situation kept my brain in control of my baser instincts
"That's a very nice fursuit you have there, ma'am." She smiled at my words as her eyes focused back on me again, letting out another little moo. She bought the hand that had been on her breast to her lips as her tongue slowly slid over her hand and lapped up something. Her hand went back down to her breast, and I suddenly noticed the glistening fluid leaking from her dark brown areola.
"Mooo..." A little bit of milk dribbled from her muzzle as she moved toward me, her hips swaying in a slow, sensuous manner as she started to started to close the distance between us. Her smile changed to a look of confusion as I started to back down the hall away from her. "Moo?"
"L-Listen, it's not that I don't find you attractive. Believe me, I'm very intrigued, but... I-I could lose my job, and you could get in a lot of trouble, a-and..." She just smiled and kept moving closer as I continued to back away.
Despite her harmless appearance and happy attitude, I was starting to get a little concerned about my safety. The more I looked at her, the less it looked like she was wearing a fursuit or any sort of costume, and I've definitely never seen a costume that could actually leak milk. She shouldn't have been able to get in here at all looking like that, much less all the way up to third floor. Why hadn't security, or anybody for that matter, stopped her? It seemed impossible that I was looking at a real cowgirl, but I was running out of more logical explanations for what I was seeing in front of me.
"What is taking you so long?!" The door to the stairway suddenly burst open, my angry looking boss looking up and down the hallway for me. The cowgirl stopped and turned toward him as he started toward us. "That report has been sitting in my workflow queue for minutes now and... who the hell is this?!"
"I-I don't know, Boss; she just showed up out of nowhere..." The cowgirl turned back to me as Boss(he has a proper name, but he always wants us to call him Boss) started to get close to her, slowly drawing more milk from her breast. She smiled and bought the milk to her lips again, drinking slowly as she... wait; did she just wink at me?
"I don't think you should get too close, Boss; something's not right..."
"Damn right something's not right; no one's thrown her ass out yet! Gotta do everything mys...mmph!" His complaint was cut short as he put his hand on the cowgirl's shoulder. In a flash she suddenly turned toward him and pressed her lips to his, pulling herself tightly against him. His eyes went wide with shock and he pulled away, coughing and gagging slightly. "Dammit! She put something in my mouth!"
"I told you to stay away!" The cowgirl pulled him back down into another kiss. Boss tried to pull away again, but seemed unable to. His movements looked sluggish, with no real strength behind them as he was held tight by the girl.
I dropped the paper and headed down the hall toward the security phone. Just because he was an idiot and didn't listen didn't mean I wasn't gonna help him, but I also wasn't going to risk my own neck dealing with some crazy girl. I picked up the phone and hit the button for the security office.
"Come on, come on..." The phone rang and rang as I watched the rather one-sided struggle down the hall. The cowgirl had pulled away and had guided Boss to his knees, his face a mask of shock and surprise as she gently grasped the back of his head and guided it to her nipple.
"N-No...mmmph!" His objections were cut short as his mouth was filled with cowgirl nipple. The girl held the back of his head with one hand while massaging her breast with the other. I could see a small trickle of white liquid escape out the sides of his mouth as he was force-fed her breast milk.
"Hey, stop that! Stop feeding him!..." O.K, this is still a sexual assault, but it's got to be the weirdest one ever. What the hell was taking security so long?!
KA-CLICK!
"Finally!" Someone had finally picked up on the other end. "Hey, I'm up here on the third floor, and there's some strange woman, she looks like a..."
"Moooo..."
"Yeah, some kind of cow. She's... Wait, why did you moo?" I turned toward the pair down the hall, hoping for some kind of explanation from the cow-girl. Her mooing and the look of pleasure on her face didn't give me the answer I was looking for, but one glance at Boss answered some questioned and raised a whole lot more.
His hair may have been black to start with, but as he'd gotten up in the years the gray hairs had given him more of a salt and pepper mix. The gray was all gone now, replaced with thick, full black hair. It seemed to grow more with each gulp of milk, flowing down his neck and across shoulders which seemed a lot slender than I remember them being a few moments ago. The heavy wrinkles set into his face started to grow softer and less noticeable as well.
"H-Help..." The cowgirl stroked Boss's hair as she let him away long enough to get some air, his voice sounding higher and less masculine than it did a moment ago. His mouth was pulled back onto her nipple a moment later. His attempts to get away by pushing against her chest only got a moo from her and showed me his smaller, thinner hands.
The phone was still clutched in my hand in my shock as I watched the scene before me. Boss's body continued to change as his suit coat slid off him, leaving him in just his white dress shirt. That's when I noticed he hadn't been getting slimmer everywhere, as I noticed the growing mounds on his chest. Already the size of softballs, they seemed to grow a little big bigger and fuller with each passing second.
"What are you?... Why are you?... How?!" My head was spinning as I tried to come to terms with what I was seeing, and the mooing from the phone wasn't helping. The cowgirl just smiled as she stroked Boss's head, her hands slowly moving around the small white horns that were growing on either side of his head.
"Oh gods..." Boss panted as he, now much more of a she, pulled away from the cowgirl's breasts. "It's changing me... so hard to think... should stop, but it tastes so good. I want more milk. M-m-mooore..."
"Mooo..." The cowgirl knelt down and gently licked some traces of milk from Boss's lips. She moved her hands over Boss's chest and started working off his shirt. Undoing the buttons revealed a pair of breasts that were starting to rival the cowgirls own, and a squeeze of those breasts sent Boss moaning and gasping loudly.
I stood with my eyes transfixed on the scene before me, not sure what to make of it all as the cowgirl wrapped her lips around one of Boss's swollen nipples and started to massage and squeeze her breast. A part of me was horrified, wanting to scream and run for my life. A part of me, located somewhere below the beltline, wanted to join in on the two horny women before me, despite the fact that one of the girls had been my boss moments ago and there was no guarantee I wouldn't get turned into a cowgirl myself. There was also another part of me that was more curious than anything else, wanting to know where this cowgirl had come from and why she was doing this.
SKKKKRRRREEE...WHAM!
I don't remember moving toward the windows that faced out to the street, but the sound of squealing tires and crunching metal finally wrenched my attention away from the girls and toward the accident on the street. A small bit of smoke rose up from the pair of sedans that had collided in the intersection outside the building. Thankfully the drivers didn't seem seriously hurt; they were moving slowly and trying to get out of their cars, and people were coming to help them... wait, no; not people...
"Cowgirls... there's cowgirls going to help them! And there's some over there, and there... Oh my God; they're everywhere..." There had to be dozens of cowgirls, all of various colors and fur patterns. Some were converting humans in the same manner as Boss, some were busy drinking from the large breasts (a common trait I noticed among all of them) or playing with their fellow cowgirls, and some seemed to be just milling about and watching everything that was happening.
"MOOOOO!!!" The loud, pleasured cry from behind me caused me to turn and see the fully completed cowgirl Boss had become. Black fur in a lighter shade than her hair covered her body from head to tow, the white horns on her head and swollen pink nipples offering the only contrast in color. All of her clothes were discarded around her, offering a good view of her plump rump and wide hips, not to mention the three fingers the other cowgirl had just pulled out of her pussy. The long black tail waved behind her as she squirmed and mooed in obvious pleasure, a small pool of her fluids pooling underneath her as the original cowgirl removed her lips from her breast, mooing softly and smiling up at her. Boss offered up her other breast, her look almost desperate for the same treatment there. The original cowgirl just smiled and shook her head.
"No more moo?..." Boss looked disappointed at first, until she saw how the other cowgirl was looking at me. A slow smile formed on her short muzzle as she slowly rose to her feet with her fellow cowgirl, their large breasts bouncing softly with each step as they made their way over toward me. "Make more moo..."
I could swear I've had this dream before. Two furry, large breasted and horny women were making their way over to me. Their eyes showed clear desire for me to join them, and they weren't going to take no for an answer.
In my dreams, this would be about the point I would take them in my arms and have my way with them, and let them have their way with me.
In this reality, I ran for my life.