It's been two years since I made a paid series, it was about time to add another one! What better way to return to this format than with tons of cow girls with large milky boobs~.
Yup, that's right! Bovine Business is a storyline heavily focused towards cow girl transformations, FtF and MtF. Part two of this series is up right now, you can purchase it alongside access to upcoming future installments for just $6.99 on both DeviantArt and Patreon! Just like with The Fertility Idol series, the price will go up once this series is complete, so what are you waiting for!
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It was a bright and sunny day in Meadowville, a small rural town where the Harper family conducted its business that has been running for several decades now. It wasn’t anything fancy, but well-known corporations relied on them and other businesses like it to provide the freshest vegetables, fruits, dairy and meat via their large farm built on the hard work of many generations.
Lydia and Charles were the ones currently in charge of this massive business, the knowledge required to operate it had been passed onto Charles Harper before Lydia would come into his life, marrying him, becoming a Harper and quickly learning about Charles’ generational business.
All that was quite a long time ago, both learning from mistakes and growing together as a couple and as business partners; unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said about their son. Andrew was their one and only son, currently 21 years old, without much going on for him at the moment.
The young man didn’t receive much attention from his busy parents, as they were constantly in the fields or in the barn but spent little time at home with him. He felt like he had nothing going for him, he had been told he was going to be the future of this farm, the next generation, but this didn’t excite him at all as he had friends and other classmates in high school who were making cool technology and using devices like smartphones and computers to their advantage, all while he sat there feeling like he was stuck in the past.
The parents weren’t malicious in intent, but the pressure they put on their son to become something he didn’t want was getting to him. Andrew wanted to be a scientist or an engineer of some kind, not a ‘lame’ farmer as he himself put it.
As the son of the Harpers continued to bottle up his emotions and his desire to experiment with technology and science grew, he would eventually do something none of the parents thought their own lovely son would do.
Charles was busy meeting up with one of their business partners while Lydia soaked up with sweat as she worked on the crops. She had done this multiple times before, getting it done rather quickly and going back home to check on her son and see if he wanted to help with the next task on the list.
“Andrew! Want to come help me with something?”. The mother called for her son from the first floor, finding it a bit odd that no noise was coming from his bedroom like it usually would. The woman awaited a response calmly before being ambushed from behind.
“Help! Help!” screamed the scared lady as she tried to break free from the mysterious man’s strong arm wrapping around her neck. She yelped as she felt a long and pointy object pinched her just above her chest. Things only got worse, being unable to do anything with her full strength, and now she felt herself getting weaker and feeling very sleepy despite the emergency situation.
The man would let go of Lydia, the latter falling onto her knees as she combated whatever she was injected with. The mysterious male would run upstairs and towards Andrew’s bedroom where he breathed a sigh of relief. “Well, that was a lot easier than expected. Now I just have to wait”.
Lydia tried to get up, wanting to desperately call her husband, not really able to do so as she felt insanely weak and couldn’t get herself to move that much. As soon as she began crawling on the floor and towards her phone on the table, a strong headache would fade in, one that drove her to let another scream of pain right before it disappeared as if nothing ever happened.
The woman wouldn’t care that much to see why the headache had occurred, being focused on contacting Charles once more. She’d be oblivious to the fact that a set of horns had sprung up from her skull, ones would keep growing for the next few minutes, looking suspiciously like a cow’s horns.
Her ears became itchy, scratching them intensely for a little bit before gasping in shock. Why did her ears feel so different? They felt larger and the outside seemed to be covered in hair or something like that. “Andrew!” she called out, but she still got no reply from her son, leaving her to keep pushing herself to make the call.
Lydia lay down on the floor, feeling powerless and hopeless. Resting for a few minutes helped her get back some of her energy, but it was also extra time the unknown fluid in her body continued to change her. She would eventually reach her phone, feeling a little bit of relief, as she could at least inform her husband about the concerning scene.
Unfortunately for the older lady, she was hit with another intense sensation as she opened up her list of contacts, being invaded with… pleasure? Instead of screaming in pain and agony, a very lewd moan escaped her lips, feeling extremely embarrassed and confused.
Her breasts felt tingly and incredibly sensitive, her nipples becoming erect as they pierced through her bra and flannel shirt. The farmer lady would place her measly hands on her decently large bosom, accidentally sending further waves of pleasure across her being.
Lydia would soon find out why her boobs felt so strangely sensitive. A light pressure could be felt on them, and she noticed how her hands did a worse job than before at holding her bust, gasping yet again in shock as she knew that her tits were expanding.
Fat piled up on her D-cups, making them larger and heavier, the woman’s bra growing tighter as its cups would soon overflow with the soft jiggly flesh of Lydia’s tits.
The woman wouldn’t waste much time thinking, getting her bra off as soon as possible, being a bit difficult with all the pleasurable sensations running rampant. She let out more moans as her engorged nipples brushed against the fabric of her shirt, not being able to contain herself when it came to touching them, something she would come to regret as she was met with an unpleasant surprise.
As soon as she touched her nipples, milk shot out of them and lightly soaked up the shirt. Lydia could barely understand any of the prior changes and things only got more and more confusing for this poor woman. It turns out that her mammary glands were being greatly stimulated and were producing milk, making her already melon-sized tits’ growth accelerate until it reached its end goal.
Lydia was a moaning mess on the floor, being embarrassed at how incapable she was of controlling herself, not knowing that this amount of pleasure could easily overwhelm the strongest of ladies.
Her boobs began to lactate even more, even without her doing anything to cause this. Her tits had stopped growing once they became larger than her head, and even with all that volume, it wasn’t enough to store the large amount of milk she produced. The farmer’s vagina was soaking wet as it was eager to be filled with something long and hard.
The poor woman found it very difficult to focus on the task at hand, as whenever she thought she could take a break and compose herself, her nipples shot milk like a fountain, sending shivers throughout her whole being. She would remain in this constant state of pleasure until she eventually saw what she thought was salvation.
“A-Andrew… Help me…” she pleaded with great shame as she saw her son come into vision, feeling greatly ashamed of herself about him finding her in this erotic state of mind. She was confused about what her son was doing, he looked way too calm, and the little bit of adrenaline he displayed was more of excitement rather than fear or worry.
“W-What…”. Andrew unbuttoned her shirt. “What are you-”. She gasped as another wave of intense pleasure appeared as soon as he placed two breast pumps onto her massive milk jugs. “Son…” that was the last thing she said before becoming a moaning mess once more, what she thought was her lovely son had turned on her as he was the figure who caused her transformation into a half-cow-half-human being to begin with, now he was also the one extracting milk from her with a machine as if she was nothing more than cattle, tears poured from her eyes as she was overwhelmed with so many emotions.
“Got to get moving before dad comes back home” he said in a very cold tone, acting as if nothing strange was happening to her own mother, or phased by the fact that he was causing her distress. The only thing he cared about was moving forward with his plan.