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@mooheadthecow
I have decided
I am going to start mooing in my posts here, just so I can lean into my cow side a bit more. My desire to be a cow is still a little too strong, so I’m going to start doing it. MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
You deserve to be a cow.
There's no bells and whistles about it. No flowery language. You deserve to be a cow, and you know it.
You deserve to be milked, to feel your heavy udders pawed and groped. You deserve to be kept in hay and dust and filth like the helpless dumb animal you are. You deserve to be bred, mooing and moaning as the thrusts into you make the bell around your neck go clank... clank... clank...
Why do you deserve these things?
Because you want them, cow.
That's reason enough, isn't it?
Extra Art: HalloMOO
In some micro-video in the inter-webs Tonny heard that mooing like a heifer was good to flatten your tummy. On her way to a Halloween party, dressed up as a sexy witch, she put it to the test.
She mooed once and giggled.
She mooooed twice and felt heebie- jeebies.
She mooooooed thrice and mooed and mooed and could not stop mooing as her thick nipples leak warm milk and new teats bulged inside her undies.
Tonny’s belly didn’t became any flatter, she never made it to the party and everybody at the neighborhood ended quite perplexed at the blonde cow that ravaged the pumpkin patch.
You shouldn’t believe most things you find on the net.
Art by MindlessTF: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/mindlesstf/
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I am a writer and that's pretty much it. At SkS we produce transformation erotica of all kinds. Apart from Senor, the team is composed
I am a writer and that's pretty much it. At SkS we produce transformation erotica of all kinds. Apart from **Senor**, the team is composed
I am a writer and that's pretty much it. At SkS we produce transformation erotica of all kinds. Apart from Senor, the team is composed of: E
And don’t forget to fave, watch and comment! 8D
Story is NOT BY ME
Thought I should upload a link to this here. This is a very old and extremely good Cow TF story that appears to have pretty much vanished from the internet. At the very least, I haven’t been able to find any trace of it anymore, including at the forum where I had found it some time back. Very little of Shifturn’s work remains anywhere, unfortunately. I’m glad that I saved this one.
Extra-Extra Art: Office Cownundrum
The growing weight of her udder in her palm made the office lady realize perhaps she should have been more inquisitive about why they ask her to enter the room and stand next to the strange flowers.
The winner of the second SkS art raffle! ^^
Art by the great Ereon! https://www.deviantart.com/new-ereon
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I am a writer and that's pretty much it. At SkS we produce transformation erotica of all kinds. Apart from Senor, the team is composed
I am a writer and that's pretty much it. At SkS we produce transformation erotica of all kinds. Apart from **Senor**, the team is composed
I am a writer and that's pretty much it. At SkS we produce transformation erotica of all kinds. Apart from Senor, the team is composed of: E
And don’t forget to fave, watch and comment! 8D
I wish there was someone that would just tell me everyday how good of a cow I am and treat me like what I feel like I should be, dress me up so I don't look any different from the other cattle. Milk me everyday and let me breed with all the bulls. But alas, I'm just a cow trapped in a man's body. Moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Is It Obvious?
"Oh no, it's starting… Is it obvious? Do you think anyone's noticed?"
"Babe, you're cute, but you look like a mascot telling kids to drink more milk"
"Don't tease mooo!"
To Milk
As the days grew shorter, and the nights grew longer: your desire became impossible to ignore.
You wanted to be a Cow: a beautiful bovine pet.
You had only ever admitted it to a handful of people— a few anonymous strangers on kink forums and two of your closest non-judgmental friends.
You wanted to be seen as a pet first and a person second. Your handler could focus on all of those complicated, messy people problems for you.
All you had to do was Moo, feel good, Moo, stop thinking, Moo, jiggle, Moo, giggle, Moo, play around, Moo, touch yourself, Moo, be touched, Moo, look pretty, Moo, feel good.
It really wasn’t that hard.
You knew you were a Good Cow.
You just needed everyone *else* to know too.
Because if everyone knew how good of a Cow you were, they wouldn’t bother you with silly people stuff.
You dreamed of ways you could let the world know.
The *best* dreams were the ones where your body became more Bovine for you and the world to see.
Your tits would become udders
From your spine, your ass would grow a tail
Your nipples would become teats
From your forehead, you’d grow little horns
Your hands and feet would become hooves
And if you were lucky, your lower belly would grow into yet another udder
Every person would see you were different
Every person would see you were a Pretty Cow
Your special person would give you a Cowbell Collar
Your special person would become your Handler
They would adopt you as their own Pretty Pet Cow
They would play with you and tease you
And you would be milked and pleasured
You would be pleasured and milked
Leaving your people-worries behind you
Sending your people-thoughts far-away
To make room for Cow-Thoughts and Cow-Pleasures
To be milked, to be fucked, to milk, to tease, to milk, to laugh, to milk, to be loved, to milk, and to graze, to milk, to sleep, to milk, and to bathe, to milk, to kiss, to milk, and to Moo, to milk, and to Moo-Moo, to milk, and to Moo-Moo-Moo~
Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh moooo moooo moooooooo
Real Natural
"You really think it's cute?"
"Babe, you look so cute becoming a cow!"
"O-Okay, um… how should I pose, like this?"
Your girlfriend was a natural in front of the camera--even while growing an udder.
Welcome Home, Daisy!
I know… I know… you didn't realize this is what we meant by making you a Milk Production Specialist. Impressive sounding title, though, isn't it? We would have printed out some business cards for you, but, really… how would you hand them out? Oh… and about the name… I know you used to be called Diana… but seriously… what kind of name is that for a cow?
So… this is where it all happens! This barn will be your home, office, dining room, toilet… oh… I see you had an "accident" already on the way over from the lab. Don't feel bad. That's how going to happen for you from now on. No worries. Somebody will clean it up eventually. And besides milk, that's another product you'll be making for us… organic fertilizer!
Anyway… what was saying? Oh yeah! No more hassles commuting to work! This is the ultimate work from home situation! And it's really easy! Just graze or munch on hay and cattle feed all day, and get milked twice a day! That's it! No deadlines… no more office politics. And no money, either. I guess that bit we told you about earning 5 grand a week, was… a little white lie? But seriously now Daisy, what would you spend it on? You're a cow!
Ooh.. that looks like a nasty fly on your forehead. You'll never reach that one with your tail. Sorry… not much we can do about that. Try flipping your ears, or better yet, toss that lovely hair of yours around. We left that there along with your pretty brown eyes so you could still recognize yourself. You'll have a mirror in your pen so you'll always be reminded what a lovely bovine beauty you've become!
It's Your First Day at Humafoods, Bess! Aren't You Excited?
Now you know what we meant when we hired you as a "Milk Production Specialist." Sorry for keeping you in the dark, but so many people used to back out when we went into too much detail. So now that we've thoroughly… adapted you to your new career, there's really nothing you can do about it. This is your anatomy now. Here are your four stomachs, there's your tail, here's your udder… well you get the idea!
And if you don't mind my saying so, you make a lovely cow!
Only one thing before we set you to work. Like every other cow, you'll need to have a calf before you start giving milk… so we've set up an appointment for you with our bull to impregnate you. Ohhhh… don't give me that look… you're going to love it!
“Noite ruim da Ebonii”, por dragon-storm
Hhmmmm i love this tf
Happy MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Year everyone! May 2024 be a good year for you all. As for, I hope it finally brings me into becoming a cow. MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Thinking about trying to find a hypnotist that could implant some cow instincts in me, like making me slur in moos with my words, walking on all fours, or even making me crave grass. I want to slowly but surely become the cow I feel like I should be in both body and mind.
Moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Stepping outside
This young lady has taken her time to stop the trip for a bit. Grass is always greener on the other side after all and shes’ about to find out how true the saying is. PATREON I SUBSCRIBESTAR
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Old Family Photos
You shouldn't have snooped, but the photo album was right there. Now you stood transfixed, staring at the old photo of your friend's mom turning into a cow. Part of you wondered if she still could...
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