Chapter #5Skip a few weeks ahead by: Fuzzy   Your initial thought of having the relive growing up with a anthro cow mother was as if someone was playing a cruel joke on you. This new live on the farm, however, didn't take as long as you thought it would have. When compared to humans, young anthros grow very quickly. Seven weeks ago you were a toddler suckling Bess as she carried you in her arms, but now you are somewhere in the teen state of your redevelopment. It was hard for Bess to have to stop feeding you everyday as you can eat for yourself, but you still occasionally indulge yourself.
Even though you spent quite some time in your new body, you still aren't completing comfortable. The hooves on your feet wouldn't flex when your were walking, causing you to trip and fall multiple times. Luckily you still the fingers on your hands or else life would have been so much harder. Your fur covered the entirety of your body, but you still felt completely naked.At your request, Sasha sheared Jane's wool at did her best to fashion some clothes for you.
Now that you're able to do some work, you milk your adoptive mother everyday. Figuring you slept in the barn with her, you catch her literally first thing in the morning. Today was no different as you set everything up around Bess who is still half asleep.
"Hello sweetie." she yawns. "Did you sleep well?"
"Could have been better. My back is killing me." you answer back to her. You pull the second tub into place without much effort. You doubt you would've move the tub this if your were a human teenager, but apparently anthros are that bit stronger.
"Poor dear...If you're hurt, you shouldn't overdo it." she said obviously worried.
"I'm fine. This is farm life after all right...more or less?"
"I suppose it is." You continue the milking session, making ideal conversion with the cow. Despite both of you knowing that your mind is still that of an adult's, she still speaks as if you are her precious calf. With the first tub full, you were instructed that you were finished.
"Is it just me or are you making less milk than before?" asked you in your curiosity.
"No. The first time you did it that day was because I've haven't been taken care for a long time. And ever since you've drained my udders everyday, one way or another." she looked directly at you with endearingly. "Thanks (your name), I've never been happier in my life. You make my day brighter, and you help with my back; it never felt this good."
"Thanks, Bess, but can you please not talk about backs right now...I wonder if I can take an aspirin." you remarked as you lean and stretch out your spine. While your head is looking up, you do not see Bess inspecting you. She reaches for you shirt and starts to lift it before you know what she doing. "Ah! What are you..."
"Hold still, I need to see something." She gave a stern look showing you she was serious.
"O-okay..." you folded. She lifts your shirt again, revealing the fur trapped underneath. Suddenly she gasps. "Hun...I-I think I know why your back is stiff."
You were shocked. It can't be, can it? You whip your shirt off and see the problem. Your chest now has two boobs that are already looking stacked for your figure. How could you have messed those? She grabs onto one of your nipples with her fingers and pinches it. You start to feel weird as she is touching you, but you are too shaken at the moment to oppose her. To both of your increasing surprise, milk flies out in just a matter of seconds.
"Well, I guess you are supposed to be around that age." she thinks out loud.
"What...what do we do...?" you nearly scream.
With a bit of silence, she leads you to the tub. Now she was the one draining you, emptying your udders. After she was done, you mind cleared up a little. Bess hugs your head and whispers, "I'll go get Sasha, then we'll go from there." She gets up and exits the barn.
Now you were alone with a new lactating rack. Many things are racing through your mind, but one outweighs them all. 'Are you a girl now?' You were desperate to know this as soon as you can. Using this opportunity, you peek to see that... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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