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Gerald was snoring, comfy in his bed. He had had a long day at the rodeo. He had seen many bull riders, clowns, and creepy hobos.

He was dreaming of being a bull rider, the bull trying to buck him off, but Gerald holding on tight.

BANG BANG! Gerald jumped awake as him mother banged on the door.

"I SAID GET UP YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING-" she then called Gerald something he did not want to repeat.

Groggily he stood up and changed into his working clothes.

Let's see, Gerald thought, Levi's: check. Boots: check. Shirt: Checkity check. Hat-

Fear rippled through him. "Where's my hat?" he said. He turned around and saw that it was lying next to his bed.

"Funny," he said to himself, "I swear I set that on my dresser last night. Ah, well."

He scooped up his hat and went down to breakfast.

"Finally awake, I see," Gerald's dad said. "Great. Hurry and finish your breakfast, I got some chores for ya."

Gerald ate his eggs and toast slowly, trying to savor the salty flavor of the eggs and the buttery toast.

When he cleaned up, he thought he could see a hint of a smile on his dad's face. When he opened the door, he also thought he heard, "I always wanted a daughter!"

Weird, Gerald thought.

After breakfast, Gerald went outside to milk the family cow, Suzy. She was a little nervous. Before I milked her I fed her some leftovers I had snuck from breakfast.

She had been shaking ever since. Gerald was feeling strange as well. His stomach was cramping up, and he was shaking like Suzy.

In fact, both Suzy and Gerald were shaking so much Gerald had a hard time milking her.

Eventually he got some milk into the bucket, but it wasn't like regular milk. It was a gold color, and it seemed to be glowing.

"What the?..." Gerald said. He picked up the bucket and took it to his dad.

"What's up with this milk?" Gerald asked.

"Waddaya mean?" Gerald's dad replied. "It looks like regular milk. Don't be stupid."

Perplexed, Gerald walked back to Suzy. His hands were shaking violently now, and pretty soon he tripped.

The golden milk splashed all over Gerald's face and the front of his shirt.

"Ew," Gerald said. "This stuff stinks!"

It wreaked of chlorine and an uncleaned public bathroom.

Suddenly, to Gerald's utter astonishment, the milk began eating his clothes away, like acid.

"WHAT THE-" Gerald said. Within a few seconds he was sitting on the asphalt, completely naked.

Gerald had gotten some of the milk on his hand, which was beginning to ache.

A sudden jolt of pain made Gerald yelp. He looked at his hand, and to his horror, he saw the fingers blackening and fusing together slowly.

Gerald couldn't talk, he didn't know what to say. The same thing happened to his other hand.

Gerald realized what was happening.

I have... hooves... Gerald thought.

Suddenly, thick, coarse, white hairs sprouted everywhere around Gerald's body, except a few places, where the hair was black.

Gerald's forearms thickened a bit and elongated. His upper legs thinned out and also elongated.

His feet morphed and blackened into hooves as well.

Suddenly the oddest sensation was felt in Gerald's mind. It was a kind of... pleasure.

Gerald smiled, and almost laughed. "I'm... turning into a cow... hehe..."

Gerald suddenly bloated, becoming twice as fat, and he was becoming taller too.

Gerald felt something growing in between his legs. He looked and saw a large pink sac with nubs growing.

"Udder... haha..." Gerald smiled. The nubs elongated into teets, and the sac swelled until it was about a foot long.

Gerald sighed in pleasure as he felt a liquid rushing into he udder, filling it up, and making it heavier.

He felt changes start on his face. His brown hair turned to white, spreading down his face. His nose became black and leathery, and his ears grew and inched up his head.

Gerald mooed in pleasure, both as his udder was filling with milk and as his face pushed out to form a muzzle.

"F-feels s-s-so... mooooo," Gerald said. He couldn't speak English anymore.

Gerald was loosing his grip on humanity. He smiled as best a cow could, as his human instincts, thoughts, and memories slipped away.

He was a new being, a cow.

He walked over to the barn on all four hooves, and heard Suzy mooing.

Gerald the Cow walked over to where she was, and watched interestedly.

Suzy's muzzle seemed considerably smaller. It was shrinking into her face.

Her hair was retreating into her skin as well. Her udder sunk into her body, the milk going who-knows-where.

"M-moooo... Wh-wha?" Suzy said.

Gerald watched intently as Suzy became shorter and skinnier, her skin turning a tannish-pink.

Her hooves split into four fingers and a thumb, her back hooves five toes.

After the transformation, Suzy laid in the barn, naked, and embarrassed.

"SUZY!" Gerald's old father said. "YOU FINISHED MILKIN JESS YET?"

"I... I don't know where my clothes went, daddy!" Suzy said. She then spotted a blouse hanging from a hook.

"Never mind!" She said. She put the blouse on, grabbed the bucket, and began milking Gerald (or, now, Jess.)

It felt so good to Jess, to have the weight off of her udder. He mooed in pleasure and relief.

"Oh, shut up, Jess," Suzy said.

After the milking was done, Suzy went back inside, leaving Jess to graze in the field, eating grass and mooing occasionally.

*END*

Description
Gerald was snoring, comfy in his bed. He had had a long day at the rodeo. He had seen many bull riders, clowns, and creepy hobos.

He was dreaming of being a bull rider, the bull trying to buck him off, but Gerald holding on tight.

BANG BANG! Gerald jumped awake as him mother banged on the door.

"I SAID GET UP YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING-" she then called Gerald something he did not want to repeat.

Groggily he stood up and changed into his working clothes.

Let's see, Gerald thought, Levi's: check. Boots: check. Shirt: Checkity check. Hat-

Fear rippled through him. "Where's my hat?" he said. He turned around and saw that it was lying next to his bed.

"Funny," he said to himself, "I swear I set that on my dresser last night. Ah, well."

He scooped up his hat and went down to breakfast.

"Finally awake, I see," Gerald's dad said. "Great. Hurry and finish your breakfast, I got some chores for ya."

Gerald ate his eggs and toast slowly, trying to savor the salty flavor of the eggs and the buttery toast.

When he cleaned up, he thought he could see a hint of a smile on his dad's face. When he opened the door, he also thought he heard, "I always wanted a daughter!"

Weird, Gerald thought.

After breakfast, Gerald went outside to milk the family cow, Suzy. She was a little nervous. Before I milked her I fed her some leftovers I had snuck from breakfast.

She had been shaking ever since. Gerald was feeling strange as well. His stomach was cramping up, and he was shaking like Suzy.

In fact, both Suzy and Gerald were shaking so much Gerald had a hard time milking her.

Eventually he got some milk into the bucket, but it wasn't like regular milk. It was a gold color, and it seemed to be glowing.

"What the?..." Gerald said. He picked up the bucket and took it to his dad.

"What's up with this milk?" Gerald asked.

"Waddaya mean?" Gerald's dad replied. "It looks like regular milk. Don't be stupid."

Perplexed, Gerald walked back to Suzy. His hands were shaking violently now, and pretty soon he tripped.

The golden milk splashed all over Gerald's face and the front of his shirt.

"Ew," Gerald said. "This stuff stinks!"

It wreaked of chlorine and an uncleaned public bathroom.

Suddenly, to Gerald's utter astonishment, the milk began eating his clothes away, like acid.

"WHAT THE-" Gerald said. Within a few seconds he was sitting on the asphalt, completely naked.

Gerald had gotten some of the milk on his hand, which was beginning to ache.

A sudden jolt of pain made Gerald yelp. He looked at his hand, and to his horror, he saw the fingers blackening and fusing together slowly.

Gerald couldn't talk, he didn't know what to say. The same thing happened to his other hand.

Gerald realized what was happening.

I have... hooves... Gerald thought.

Suddenly, thick, coarse, white hairs sprouted everywhere around Gerald's body, except a few places, where the hair was black.

Gerald's forearms thickened a bit and elongated. His upper legs thinned out and also elongated.

His feet morphed and blackened into hooves as well.

Suddenly the oddest sensation was felt in Gerald's mind. It was a kind of... pleasure.

Gerald smiled, and almost laughed. "I'm... turning into a cow... hehe..."

Gerald suddenly bloated, becoming twice as fat, and he was becoming taller too.

Gerald felt something growing in between his legs. He looked and saw a large pink sac with nubs growing.

"Udder... haha..." Gerald smiled. The nubs elongated into teets, and the sac swelled until it was about a foot long.

Gerald sighed in pleasure as he felt a liquid rushing into he udder, filling it up, and making it heavier.

He felt changes start on his face. His brown hair turned to white, spreading down his face. His nose became black and leathery, and his ears grew and inched up his head.

Gerald mooed in pleasure, both as his udder was filling with milk and as his face pushed out to form a muzzle.

"F-feels s-s-so... mooooo," Gerald said. He couldn't speak English anymore.

Gerald was loosing his grip on humanity. He smiled as best a cow could, as his human instincts, thoughts, and memories slipped away.

He was a new being, a cow.

He walked over to the barn on all four hooves, and heard Suzy mooing.

Gerald the Cow walked over to where she was, and watched interestedly.

Suzy's muzzle seemed considerably smaller. It was shrinking into her face.

Her hair was retreating into her skin as well. Her udder sunk into her body, the milk going who-knows-where.

"M-moooo... Wh-wha?" Suzy said.

Gerald watched intently as Suzy became shorter and skinnier, her skin turning a tannish-pink.

Her hooves split into four fingers and a thumb, her back hooves five toes.

After the transformation, Suzy laid in the barn, naked, and embarrassed.

"SUZY!" Gerald's old father said. "YOU FINISHED MILKIN JESS YET?"

"I... I don't know where my clothes went, daddy!" Suzy said. She then spotted a blouse hanging from a hook.

"Never mind!" She said. She put the blouse on, grabbed the bucket, and began milking Gerald (or, now, Jess.)

It felt so good to Jess, to have the weight off of her udder. He mooed in pleasure and relief.

"Oh, shut up, Jess," Suzy said.

After the milking was done, Suzy went back inside, leaving Jess to graze in the field, eating grass and mooing occasionally.

*END*