I wound up marrying her sister 3 years ago. They show some resemblance but are still very different looking. My relationship with her is very similar to a mother in law. Although she is only 33, she has 4 kids and acts much older than her age. We get along but have never had a friend type of relationship because of her generally serious demeanor. Over the years I've spent many parties, BBQs, etc getting long glimpses of her incredible feet. I got incredibly horny one day when she brought up the subject of her having the nicest feet in the family. She has said it many times since, which is somewhat out of character for her. But I never had any sort of opening to realistically touch them, etc Marcus had taken these women: homeless, chronically depressed, lonely. Women that the world would not miss, that believed they had nowhere to go, that believed they were useless, that believed they would die alone. Most actually went willingly, so long as they could get food and a warm bed, which they got. Some went so they could be with others in similar situations, which they got. Some went just to have a purpose, which they got. But some, like the girl that the government was searching for, hadn't gone willingly, but once they underwent the special process for the unwilling subjects, they had no choice but to stay, their minds were broken and they began to enjoy the place. Jim’s hand clasped on his shoulder and squeezed offering support. “Stop your worrying. Some newborns are late; it’s a reality of life.” As we walked into the kitchen a large woman who was standing at the counter turned around to face us. When she saw the two of us she looked surprised at first, but as soon as she got a closer look at Mandy her face too turned into a great big smile. Terry buys a genderbending device to get a job at a strip club, but finds himself enjoying his new life a lot more! Language: English Words: 10,137 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 338 Bookmarks: 56 Hits: 35,401

Omegas should know better than to scorn the safety and care of their masters, but alas, some don't. And look what they become. He could see Misha’s point; transforming would be good for Jensen. Still even from this distance, it was easy for Jeff to see, Jensen’s hole wasn’t wide enough for his bull. Jeff couldn’t stop the images that filled his mind – on the boy’s transformation and various stages, training a new heifer to be bred, the days of teasing her hole open, milking her teat – sampling the changes of her milk, cultivating the physical changes until she reaches her estrus period whereby his bull Jared would be able to mount and bred the heifer. The resulting calves they’d breed… Language: English Words: 50,085 Chapters: 31/31 Comments: 601 Kudos: 488 Bookmarks: 49 Hits: 43,007 Jim kept telling him that he was worrying for nothing – that a transbirth was just as unpredictable as any true birth.To make matters worse, one of the heifers had internal damage that was masked due to the fact she was in gestation, the unborn calf was only five months. Jim had done everything he could, but they lost the hucow and her calf. It was an exceptionally hard blow for all of them, but especially the small herd he’d rescued and for the remaining heifer, Chadlee. As I burst into the kitchen I saw Mandy sitting quietly chewing on some toast and eggs, Martha at the stove stirring a bubbling pot and Farmer Joe and his farm hands by the counter sipping cups of coffee. I breathed a sigh of relief and chided myself for how suspicious I was of everyone. When the CIA found his operation, they didn't threaten to shut him down, or arrest him, or even to release this to the public. They wanted to use his farm for their own experiments, and fund him, taking in more women from around the U.S., Canada, and Mexico so he wouldn't have to, protecting his farm, et cetera, so long as he tested out drugs that would allow them to alter the minds of captives, to allow them to plant former terrorists as sleeper agents into terrorist cells, to allow them to truly reform prisoners, and many other things like that, things that would help him with his farm. They promised, once things were said and done, he would have his legitimate business with human dairy cows. The next month, Jeff couldn’t wipe the grin from his face; everything Jenny did, delighted him to no end. Something she seemed to be acutely aware of if he had to judge by the set fixture of her own grin, one that was wider than his own – nothing seem to upset her. She was happy. Jim moved toward the tray, “I can see there’s no point in delaying anything. First two will be heavy sedatives, to help you relax and lull you to sleep, let ‘em. Although I can see you’re more than ready to get started, it’s natural for your body to fight the process. We’ll be right here by your side and I’ll do my best to make it as painless as possible, okay?”

The huge crane mechanism looked like it belonged on some sort of factory assembly line, but it was necessary to move the heavy metal frames the heifers were attached to. While they were heavy and occasionally unwieldy, it kept the straining muscular bodies trapped in place for any sort of transportation. Can't say I did," I replied, trying hard not to sound irritated. How the hell was I supposed to know this was a no man's land where you had to have your car all gassed up just to survive? Weeks after losing the hucow and working daily with Sam, the small herd, collectively, their anxiety started to dissipate as they seemed to understand they’d no longer be forced to fight or in Chadlee’s case be used in any way their previous owner had done. At some point, the hubull Chris took a fancy to Chadlee. After witnessing their interaction Sam wanted Jeff to allow them to breed. It was a success. However the hubull surprised them further by doing what few hutrans other than canine breeds do, the hubull marked, claimed and took the heifer without any prompting to rut, as his mate. That's how it had been for a long time, and omegas were always the bottom, due to their...deformities, usually in the form of a tail and ears.

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But he didn't allow the university to stop him. He experimented for some time, creating a supplement that would expand the breasts from any size to anywhere between E cups and J cups, and induce heavy production lactation, as well as widen the hips, plump up the butt, thighs, and legs, and thin the waist, all in less than a week. He searched online for months for a willing test subject, a lonely 25 year old woman, who had just been left at the altar, had no family or friends, and a deep seeded lactation fetish. When she came, and he gave her the supplement. 4 days later, her C cup breasts had grown to G cups, her form was perfectly curvy and sexy, and she was practically dripping with milk (and arousal). But she wanted to be more cow like, so she begged Marcus to break her and turn her, instinctually, into a cow. After two weeks, she was mooing and eating salads (with some supplements mixed in) constantly and was being milked to her hearts content.