Milk Machine (Female to cow Transformation)

We return to Darryll's farm... where girls turn into farm animals.

One visit to the farm would change Mia’s life forever. On a lazy Tuesday afternoon, she’d decided to visit a nearby farm to spend an afternoon with the cows. She loved animals, and wanted to see what life on a farm was really like.

If only she knew how closely acquainted she’d eventually come to be with said life.

The cows were outside, grazing in the meadow, yet Mia found herself drawn to inside the barn. Call it curiosity. Or fate.

For some reason, she found it necessary to check no one witnessed her going inside, as if she was going to do something she wasn’t allowed to do. When the coast was clear, she snuck inside the barn, finding it as empty as she’d hoped.

Or… not quite as empty. The farmer was inside, and next to him, there was a strange machine. It looked like a milking machine, but… much bigger. He was dragging it toward Mia, and the two met in the middle of the barn’s walkway.

“Hi there,” he said. “I was hopin’ you’d find your way inside.”

“Why?” Mia asked, eyeing the machine. “Do you need help milking the cows?”

“…You could put it that way,” the farmer responded. “I can tell one particular cow needs help.”

He pressed a button on the machine, which whirred to life.

Mia began to back away, confused as to why the farmer would turn on the machine when there were no cows around.

“…Wait,” she said. “What did you just say?”

The farmer smiled at her, positioning himself behind Mia. “You’ll find out soon enough!” he said, patting her on the shoulder.

Mia turned her head to look at him, confused as to what he meant. Her head jerked back as the milking machine began to whir loudly, moving on its own as though possessed – this was no ordinary milk machine.

“What is it doing?” Mia asked the farmer; when no reply came, she turned around, only to find the farmer closing the barn doors. A loud thud indicated that he barred the door with the wooden beam lock on the outside – leaving Mia alone with the sentient milking machine.

There was another exit, but the machine was blocking Mia’s path – and the suction cups were floating in mid-air, searching for its targets.

“Udders located,” a female voice hummed, the sound coming from the machine. The suction cups launched forward, attaching themselves firmly to Mia’s breasts.

“H-hey!” Mia shouted, trying to pull the cups loose – but their hold on her was too great.

The machine whirred again, and Mia could feel the fabric of her shirt being tugged on – the machine was trying to suck in her clothes. She regretted opting not to wear a bra that day – within moments, the suction cups loosened just enough for them to suck in the shirt – the air was sucked into the machine with enough force that the shirt tore in half, disappearing into the tubes of the machine. Afterward, they firmly latched onto Mia’s breasts once again, now beginning their suckling cycle – triggering Mia’s transformation.

Mia let out a panicked yelp, trying to get the cups off of her nipples – the suctioning motion was beginning to stir something inside of them, and soon, Mia would find herself ceasing her struggle as fear turned to pleasure. The cups sucked, stimulating Mia’s nipples, and encouraging her milk glands to begin producing milk. This seemed to change Mia’s psyche as a result.

“I’m… I’m not a cow…” she mumbled, “but this… feels good.”

She grabbed hold of the suction cups, as though trying to push them onto her breasts tighter. Her breasts swelled as the milk glands grew, producing more and more milk.

“More udders detected,” the machine’s metallic voice hummed, as four more suction cups appeared, latching on to what seemed to be Mia’s bare stomach. Soon, the skin on her belly began turning pink, as her belly seemingly began to swell. It groaned and gurgled as the udders began to form, the milk glands slowly forming, preparing to fill themselves with milk.

By now, the skin of her breasts had started to turn pink as well, and milk was now rapidly flowing through the tubes. The teats of her udders were beginning to form inside the lower cups, growing bigger with every sucking motion.

As the udder began to grow, Mia lost her balance. Both breasts and udders were growing rapidly, producing milk at accelerating rates. She was far too heavy to stand up; falling down onto her knees at first, she quickly found herself struggling to sit up. Panting heavily, Mia leaned on her arms, her massive udders and breasts providing her support. The udders nearly lifted her off the ground altogether with their sheer size.

Soft, white fur had started to grow on her skin, and her fingernails were beginning to change colour, from a soft pink to a dark black. Her fingers had lost the ability to move, and Mia’s last remnant of humanity began to resist.

“I’m… not a cow,” Mia stated once again, trying her best to get up.  She thrust upward from her kneeling position, intending to push herself upright. This only resulted in the bones of her arms cracking and popping as their height grew to match the length of her legs, locking her firmly in place on all fours.

Her spine rapidly adjusted itself to her new horizontal position, as her legs and arms grew together and the skeleton within them changed to adjust to this new posture. By now, Mia was no longer putting her full weight on her udders, although they were still far too large for comfort.

Thankfully, the milk tank was nowhere near full yet.

After assuming her new, horizontal position, the final stage of Mia’s transformation was in full swing. Farmer Daryll’s transformation process had improved, and his new cows no longer had hands. Her fingers fused as they forced themselves upright, the nails growing in black over them until thick, black hooves had replaced Mia’s once dainty palms. By now, the white fuzz had grown into a full white coat of fur, and black spots were beginning to show.

Her tail began growing in, fully covered in fur from the beginning, as her internal organs reorganised themselves for a life of grass-eating and being mated with from behind.

Mia moaned as her vagina and uterus tilted, following her anus up to their new position. Her ass widened as her vaginal opening expanded, now large and deep enough for the largest bull cock to fit inside.

Mia quickly lowered her new tail to cover her genitals, as if she was embarrassed by their presence. No matter; there was nowhere she could hide them from the bulls she would soon meet.

Mia let out a loud, pleased moo as her udders emptied themselves into the milk tank. The farmer saw this as a sign that his latest cattle had finished – soon, he would come inside to lead her into the meadow.

One more cowgirl to add to the herd.