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Chapter #4

Is her moo worse than her bite?

    by: Onlooker Author IconMail Icon
Morning sunlight bounces off your face making you squint. Growling you turn over, you did not need to be woken up on the first day of your holidays. Since pretty much every single one of your friends were going away for a holiday you needed to burn as much time as possible so not to be bored.

Still grouchy about having to get up so early… you peep at your clock; 2.00pm. Bah, still too early. You still had a hang over from last night. You snuggle up to your plush cow, you named her; Bessie, just because it sounded fun when you won it at the fair. The guy who handed it you seemed a bit weird, but nothing ever came of it so why ponder on him? Right now you were enjoying Bessie’s soft belly and chest just above her udders.

You could just stay like this forever. Even your hangover seemed to ease in her embrace. Sally better watch out, she might have competition thanks to Bessie. “Aww thanks.” Your eyes fling open. Where’d that come from? You spin round checking your room. Nobody there, did you just imagine a voice? That’s the first sign of insanity. You shrug and go back to snuggling Bessie.

“Oh don’t be scared. I wouldn’t hurt you.” You promptly fall out of the bed at this comment. “Who’s there?” You say to the seemingly empty room. You simply standing in your boxers mustn’t look too threatening because in reply; “Hehehe, calm down. Look at your bed.” Slowly turning round you had not prepared yourself for what you saw. Sitting there –remarkably cutely- was Bessie. Things were different about her. No longer did she have a mouth less muzzle, but a grinning muzzle.

“I… you… but… *sigh* …ok… What the hell.” She giggled into her hoofs which now were separated into fingers. “Come sit down silly.” Since you didn’t really knew what to do at this point. You did, but right at the very end away from the now living plushy.

“Hey, come here, I won’t bite. Hard, I got no real teeth.” she said while showing her teeth which were also plush.

Go closer or stay here? Decisions decisions.

You have the following choices:

1. Go Closer

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2. Stay There

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