{"sf1_id":852668,"sf2_id":"V1YxBkDn","title":"Flick","author":"jadenCorr","words":1923,"posted_at":"2015-04-26T11:38:00.000Z","tags":["Anthro","Bovine","Lactation","Transformation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/852668-flick","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/V1YxBkDn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/5c/66/5c664d87-e1f5-4d3b-8b3d-70f8faee2ad7","description":"#1 of Transformation stories\n\nOkay, I finally remembered I have this site's account too.\nThis is my first story ever! Hope you like it and criticism is welcome!\nThis story is distributed under the CC-BY-SA license.","content":" **Warning.** This story contains transformation, master/pet relationship, male domination, nudity, lactation and oral sex.\n\nOkay. The reason I'm writing this is because I start forgetting things. I start  \nforgetting where Crystal lived or where she worked or what hair color she wore  \nbefore she became the hottest thing I've ever seen... But I'm getting ahead of  \nmyself.  \n  \nBefore we start I must explain that I'm, well... A pervert. Not one that would  \nstalk a girl or anything like that! It's just, I love anthro stuff. Especially  \nwith the domestic animals. Anthro cows, horses, donkeys, dogs, cats - all cute  \nand cozy and gentle. Yes, I know, real cows and horses are nothing like that,  \nbut that's what I like to imagine them to be. And I like transformation. A lot.  \nI spend lots of time reading fiction about these girls, mutating into animals,  \ngetting milked or bred...  \n  \nBack to the story though. I remember that this day we had a date. Me and  \nCrystal. We were just walking around the mall, talking about stuff when I  \nnoticed something weird.  \n  \n\"Crystal?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Yup?\"  \n  \n\"Your nose looks... Weird.\"  \n  \n\"Weird\" was probably the best word to describe it. I haven't noticed it  \nhappening, just at some moment I noticed her nose was looking black and swollen  \nand kinda leathery... Animalistic was a thought that crossed my mind, but I  \nquickly dismissed as perverted.  \n  \nCrystal wasn't someone who was obsessed over her looks, but she knew that I was  \nprobably the last one to notice anything like that. So she quickly fetched her  \nmirror and inspected her nose rigorously.  \n  \n\"Hmm... I can't see anything. Can you point it out for me?\"  \n  \nI still don't know why I didn't freak out the exact same moment she said that.  \nOn the one hand, if she considered her nose normal, she'd probably think I'm  \ncrazy which will help no one. On the other hand... I was curious. Probably not  \nthe most noble thing to say, I know, but I genuinely was enthralled and curious.  \nShe was transforming right before my eyes!  \n  \nAs we proceeded through the mall and to the video store, I was looking at her  \nclosely, trying to catch any glimpse of the change to come, but all in vain.  \nFinally, when I had to tear my eyes off her to avoid collision with a nearby  \nplant, I looked at her again... And saw the most adorable muzzle I've ever  \nimagined.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;It was wide and square. Her mouth was definitely a bit bigger, but it was just  \nas cute as before. Short chocolate brown fuzz was barely visible,  \nnot spreading too far from her leathery nose. Overall, her face didn't change  \nmuch though, staying mostly human, but her nose and lips didn't leave me with a  \nlot of options to choose from: she was most obviously becoming a cow.  \n  \nThat's when I started to realize that the changes were happening whenever I  \nwasn't looking at her. Now, I'd rather her change in the comfort of her place.  \nOr even my place, whichever would be more preferable. So when we entered the  \nDVD shop, I was still staring at her with all intensity...  \n  \nBut it \\*was\\* a DVD shop and I couldn't stare all the time. So, when we left the  \nstore with a Lord of the Rings disc for tonight, her face gained a coat of  \nshort brown fur and long, oval floppy ears that stood proudly on the sides of  \nher head. Her breast were larger too, indicated by the constrained front of her  \nshirt.  \n  \nWe went to eat afterwards, and she headed straight for the salad bar while I  \nordered some chicken. Next time I saw her, her breasts were even bigger, and  \nshe obviously wasn't wearing a bra anymore: her nipples (which have undergone  \na growth of their own) were outlined by her shirt quite well. However,  \nthat was not the most notable change. That would be her softened tummy, that  \nput even more pressure on her poor shirt. We proceeded to the table.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Naturally, she didn't change at all while we were eating. I tried to find out if  \nshe felt the changes and, as expected, she wasn't noticing it at all. She wasn't  \nreporting any discomfort or anything like that. She seemed more than okay too. We  \ntalked about Star Wars and Star Trek and Lord of the Rings and all the other  \nnerdy things we enjoyed. And then she excused herself to the restroom.  \n  \nI well realized I couldn't possibly follow her and that she would most likely  \nchange during her absence. Still, I wasn't quite ready to witness what I've seen  \nwhen she did return.  \n  \nShe changed \\*a lot\\*. Her face was barely any different outside from her hair that  \nchanged to a luscious mane of the same chocolatey brown as her fur. Speaking of  \nwhich, it seemed to be covering the entirety of her body now, from her head and  \nto the tips of her toes. Which didn't quite exist by that time because her feet  \nwere completely replaced by rock-hard hooves that clapped on the floor as she  \nwalked. Her shirt now served as a bra for her quadruple gargantuan breasts,  \nbarely holding itself together against her mammary flesh and big, long, hard  \nnipples. Below her rack, a noticeable plumpness was present in her midsection,  \ncovered only with her fur. Her jeans, never big to begin with, struggled to keep  \nher expanded butt and thighs covered properly, barely sitting on her thighs.  \nBelow her, a short fuzzy tail was swishing, cupped with a cute tuft of fur.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;I know, some people would've find this unattractive, even disgusting. But to  \nme... Crystal was the hottest thing I've ever seen. I watched her approaching  \nmy table in all her glory and I barely was able to look at anything else as  \nshe strolled.  \n  \n\"M-master... Can we go home please? I, I need milking...\"  \n  \nMy heart was beating super fast. Again, I know it's probably not very  \nnice, but let's be honest here, wouldn't any of you be jumping through the  \nroof if a girl/guy you liked called you \"Master\" or \"Mistress\"? This situation  \nwas pretty weird already, and Crystal calling me \"Master\" was the least weird of  \nit all.  \n  \nWe hurried to my car and I was relieved realizing that, despite her strange  \nconstitution, Crystal was perfectly able to fasten her seat belt. I was searching  \nfor my car keys when I heard a loud \"RRRRRRRIP!\" of fabric, followed by a  \nrelieved \"Mooooo~\". Quickly, I turned to Crystal... To see her shirt finally  \nlosing her battle for structural integrity against the ever-expanding mass of  \nbreasts, which hung totally naked now. Big, no smaller than an F-cup, each  \ntopped with a brownish-pink, long and thick nipple and covered in brown fur,  \nthey truly were a sight to behold. Which was exactly what I was doing until I  \nrealized Crystal was looking at me, smiling wide. I blushed heavily.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Don't be shy Master. You know you can look at my breasts anytime you want.\" -   \nCrystal said. After a short pause she added. \"Although now I'd rather you watch  \nthe road\". I chuckled. Whatever was transforming Crystal clearly didn't take away  \nher sense of humor.  \n  \nAfter a short and mostly silent ride we arrived at my place. Once inside, I  \nturned away from Crystal to lock the door, thinking that the changes are already  \nover... Boy, was I in for a surprise.  \n  \nWhen I turned around, Crystal's clothes were all but gone. Before me, stood a  \nvery busty, quite plump, really voluptuous, stark naked cowgirl, with light  \nbrown fur and hair, four hefty breasts, hooves for feet, a long cow-tail and,  \nfinally, a pink udder, about as large as a basketball, featuring four teats  \nabout 3\" long and as thick as a thumb.  \n  \nThe cowgirl moaned softly, attracting my attention to the new important subject.  \n\"You need milking Crystal, right?\" \"Y-yes, Master...\" \"Let's go to the bathroom  \nthen.\" Once there, I carefully helped Crystal into the tub and on all fours.  \nSomehow, I knew what to do. First of all, I massaged Crystal's breasts very  \ngently, helping out some of her milk. Then I started tugging at her four nipples,  \nreleasing the sweet-smelling liquid into the bathtub as the cowgirl moaned and  \nmooed in pleasure of having her breasts drained. Having successfully milked her  \nbreasts, I moved to her swollen udder, pulling on its teats to drain it properly  \ntoo.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Standing behind her, I couldn't help but take a short break, admiring her  \nbeautiful form. I rubbed her fuzzy back gently, my hands sliding towards  \nCrystal's round bottom. As the cowgirl cooed under my touch, I continued to rub  \nher butt, caressing her form. Between her ample buttocks, her anus was  \nnoticeable, black and leathery and animalistic. And below that, a pair of nether  \nlips, slick with musky juices. Now, me and Crystal, we never did the thing, so I  \ndon't know how did her pussy look before\u0026nbsp; that, but I'm pretty sure it was  \nchanged too. Her cunny looked positively inhuman, her nether lips dark and  \npuffy. I gently rubbed her lips with a finger, which resulted in a pleased  \nmoan, and sniffed her juices. They smelled... Sweet, musky and positively  \nheavenly. I leaned into her cunny, smelling at the juices, licking and nuzzling  \nher animalistic sex as it dripped its honey onto my nose and tongue, Crystal  \nmooing and moaning, trembling under my tongue. I never really performed a  \ncunnilingus before but that time it came almost naturally to me and soon  \nCrystal orgasmed, bathing me in her hot girlcum. I smiled and pat her back  \nas she lied down in the tube, exhausted from both the milking and her orgasm.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;And, um... That was it, basically. It was already evening so we didn't do much  \nelse throughout this day. From now on, we just... Lived. As if nothing weird  \never happened that day.  \n  \nAnd boy, is it a good life. I won't lie to you, whatever changed Crystal, made  \nher the best pet/girlfriend I could ever wish for. She's gentle and obedient,  \nbut she's still very smart and humorous, and knows all my \"buttons\", so to speak.  \nShe can calm me down or cheer me up in a matter of minutes. She's really good  \nwith the gardening (did I even have a garden before all this started?) and  \ncooking, and she manages to make me eat my vegetables and drink my milk every  \nday. It has been a heaven for me since than, no argument here, but... How is it  \nfor Crystal? Would she (the \\*real\\* she, before changing into a docile cowgirl)  \nappreciate this life? I do my best to make her happy, and I think she's  \nquite comfortable and pleased with me, and yet I'm full of doubt.  \n  \nSo yeah, this is how it all started for me. I really hope whatever changed  \nCrystal wouldn't erase this diary into oblivion, since I barely can do anything  \nelse to preserve that information.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;P. S. Okay, fuck. Ffffffuuuuuuuucccccccckkkk. I was away, in our little garden,  \nand something was odd about our new neighbour, Ms. Roberts. She's a nice woman  \nin her thirties, very friendly and very hot. Anyway, I asked if something was  \nwrong with her ears and she said that everything was okay.  \n  \nExcept it wasn't. Her ears had lengthened considerably and I swear I could see  \nsome gray fur on them. I saw her fingers brushing against it as she checked  \nfor her ears.  \n  \nWhat the fuck is happening?  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Transformation stories","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2093660-i-wish-i-had-donkey-ears.json"}}