This choice: Susan, who Lives on the Farm Down the Road from Allison's • Go Back...Chapter #29Susan, who Lives on the Farm Down the Road from... by: Ordos Tsceri   "Susan, why don't you give your presentation," Allison pronounced to her class. A dozen students gave the blonde girl quick looks, mixed excitement at her speech and relief that they weren't the ones up in front of the class.
"Oh, okay Mrs... I mean, Allison..." Susan replied, slowly getting out of her chair and walking to the front of the class. She was pretty enough, Allison mused, large natural d-cup breasts and short-cropped brunette hair. She didn't exactly get around much, but word always suggested she was far from chaste, too. She wore a simple t-shirt and a pair of hip-hugging jeans, nothing overly provocative but enough to show off her ample curves.
Susan looked around at the class, crossed her arms, and blushed a bit before speaking, "Well, I don't really have fantasies. Not sexual ones, anyway..." the class groaned and Susan looked rather sheepish, "but I love working on my farm! I spend a lot of time fantasizing about running my own..."
Allison rolled her eyes. She'd never been very interested in Susan, and now she remembered why. Belatedly, though, Allison remembered that Susan's family ran a small dairy farm not too far from her own family's. She pursed her lips in interest as Susan continued droning on, pointing the remote at her and scanning... aha! On her jacket were a few hairs, and the remote scanner identified those as bovine. Allison deftly tapped the information into the device and began to play around with some settings...
"It's really rewarding, helping and nourishing animals," Susan was saying. Allison smiled wickedly as she input her commands.
In the blink of an eye, Susan's already wide hips were wider, her breasts fuller, larger than her head, with prominent nipples straining visibly against her over-stretched shirt. A pair of nubby horns poke out of her hair. She seems to be speaking more passionately now, and with less embarrassment...
"It feels so good, when I breast-feed them. My, ah, lovers too. It's sexually pleasurable, sure, but there's so much more than just that! There's this connection, this sense of togetherness that I love more than anything..."
Allison nodded. This was good... or at least a good start. She fiddled with a few options before she found a sliding bar, set at about 10%. With a slow drag, she dragged it in the opposite direction.
Susan's clothes vanished. The brunette stood in front of her classmates utterly naked, and for good reason; Allison very much doubted any place in town could sell clothes that would handle her new form. Her hips and ass were wider, a bovine tail swaying out from where her spine ended. Her legs had become digitigrade, ending in a pair of heavy black hooves. Her boobs were the size of pumpkins now, with six inch long erect nipples, and while her nubby horns weren't much larger they were now accompanied by long and opposable bovine ears. Indeed, her entire body had brown and white patterns, reminiscent of, well, a dairy cow, the brown the same hue as her hair.
But, the most notable thing about Susan's new appearance was an udder hanging between her legs. It was about as large as both of her breasts, with four prominent teats that hung down well below her knees. They seemed to be glistening with milk. Her massive udder obscured her pussy from the front, but from Allison's perspective she could see Susan's feminine slit had grown larger, now resembling a cow's vagina more than anything else.
Susan brought up a hand to brush her massive breasts, smiling in delight at the sensation, and Allison saw that her hands had been replaced by simple black hoofs, just like those on her legs. That was unintended, but certainly interesting.
"I love making milk. Nothing feels better than a calf's mouth around my teats... or a lover's mouth around my nipples. I already make more milk than any three of our cows put together, but I'm hoping I can get my numbers up to match five of them! I think I can do it too, but it'll require... well..." She blushed, rubbing her udder with her clumsy hoofs, the soft flesh jiggling and droplets of milk dripping on the floor. She bit her lip, repressing a moan, "I want to be pregnant. I want to be filled with life! I want to give birth and nurse and make more milk! I don't know who'll do it, right now I alternate between guys at school and the bulls on the farm, but once I graduate I'm going to stop taking my birth-control pills and make my dreams come true!"
The class applauded, but Susan turned towards Allison. "Uh. I think I got a little too excited... I know it isn't time yet, but may I please be excused for my milking a little early?"
Allison laughed. "Go ahead, Susan. You've earned it today." Looking back over the class she noticed some familiar machinery set up in the far corner, a set of personalized pumps that hadn't been there before Susan's changes. "Emily," she said, picking a student near the pumps at random, "help Susan, would you dear?" Susan happily trundled across the classroom, her wide hips rolling with every step, and a blushing but rather eager Emily helped fit suction tubes over her nipples and teats... and Allison was pretty sure she caught the girl giving one of Susan's breasts a long suck, prompting the girl to utter a moan that sounded suspiciously like a 'moooo'.
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