chapter 5

Greg pushed Heather back onto her bed making it shake and creak under her massive weight and bloated stomach. She had eaten enough to feel a family of five but still had room since she had not been able to eat all of the bread and potatoes left out for her. Greg stroked his cock and spread Heather's large, cellulite covered legs apart revealing her fat, flushed pussy. The lips of her pussy were bright pink and formed a soft, squishy camel toe. Greg leaned over and licked in between her plump lips.

"Mmm, tastes like beef."

Heather mooed in approval. Greg slapped the sides of her legs which sent a shockwave through her body and wobbled her big, milky tits. Despite her never having children, the formula that Greg had put in Heather's food had made her tits engorged with milk and grow to an incredible size. No normal bra could fit them anymore, not like she needed them. All she did was sit around the house all day and munch on snacks.

Greg rubbed his cock against her clit. Heather mooed until she could not take it anymore and begged him to put it in between her compulsive cow sounds. He stuck it inside her and her whole body quaked. He grabbed hold of her belly and thrust his cock in and out of her while she mooed loudly. She turned her head to the side and saw herself in the mirror. A big fat cow tipped over and being rammed by her sexy master. Her tits flopped around with momentum as milk leaked all over her messy belly, making the gravy flow off the sides and onto the sheets below her. Her sweaty rolls also helped to wash away the mess that she had made of herself and in her heat, she craved something to drink.

Heather grabbed hold of her massive udder, staring at her oversized nipple. Greg had already started transforming her into a true cow with udders to match. She suckled on her teat and felt the refreshing relief of her milk absorbing the heat of her hot breath. It was not much cooler, but such a big girl generates a lot of heat. Greg looked at his sexy cow indulging in her own product and grabbed hold of her other breast. It was so large that if he bent over her, even slightly, he could bring the udder to his face. He licked around the leaking areola and then went for it. Her milk was so sweet. She had truly earned her nickname. He squeezed her teat and with it, a rush of milk filled his mouth. He swallowed mouthful after mouthful until he flipped her onto her belly.

Heather dropped her udder from her mouth as it fell down and brushed against the bed, a giant sweat stain in the shape of her massive body mixed with gravy and grease pooled below her. Now milk from her hanging udders dripped onto it. Greg stuck his cock into her pussy and wrapped his arms as far as he could around her sagging gut. Heather mooed as her apron of fat wobbled back and forth with each thrust. Her tits slapped against one another but sounded more like two wet slabs of beef being smacked together.

Greg growled, "Oh fuck! I want to breed you and make you birth me some calves."

"I want to be your big, fat breeding cow. I want you to milk me and fill me with babies." Heather started thrusting back onto his cock, but Greg pusher her face into the pool of sweat, grease, and milk below her.

She could smell the sweet concoction and the food sloshing around in her belly. She squeezed her ass cheek together, nearly strangling Greg's cock and bringing him to climax. He grabbed her hair in one hand and a handful of belly in the other as he shot his second load into her womb. Heather fell to her side, exhausted and Greg did the same.

"Tomorrow," Greg panted, "I'm going to turn you into a real cow."