chapter 6

The next day, Greg woke up Heather with a good morning kiss and sponge bath. He took of her heels and stockings and washed the sweat and mess from the previous night from her soft skin.

"I have something new for you to wear today Sugar Tits," he looked up at his beautiful hucow, her full cheeks making her smile look so gentle.

"Oh," Heather said with a bubbly tone, "What's that?"

Her days of being a lazy fat cow have only made her crave pleasing Greg and having him pamper her even more. Greg opened the closet to grab a change of sheets and a brown shipping box. Heather's eyes lit up.

"Moo, what's in there," her cow word play made Greg laugh.

"It's a little something I ordered. You can really go out like that, but you and I have a special appointment today," Greg ripped open the box and pulled out a huge cow print bra and panties. "There was no way I was going to find a set that fit you in the store, let alone some with cow spots, so I had to special order them."

"Moooo," Heather bounced on the bed, her whole body jiggling like pudding as she did, "I love them!"

She grabbed the bra and panties out of Greg's hand and immediately tried to put them on, but could not reach her fat arms around her back well enough to hook it, so Greg got behind her and helped her. She then stood up and had Greg hold her hand as she lifted her massive legs, her chunky thighs jiggling with each motion. She pulled them on one leg, then the other, and pulled them up her giant thighs, working out the rolling fabric as it got tighter around her flesh and eventually nestled in between her legs under her apron belly.

"You look gorgeous Honey," Greg said to her as reached for yet another box.

Inside the second box was a very large, white button shirt and an extra wide black mini skirt; although, it was not so mini. Greg helped Heather get her arms through the sleeves, but it would button all the way, so he rolled up the bottom and tied a knot in the center which showed of her massive, blubbery midriff.

"Looks sexier that way anyhow," He said. Heather giggled and Greg went to help her pull up her skirt, "Oh I almost forgot." Greg left the room and came back with a brass cowbell and a black, leather collar, "I found this in the barn while I was cleaning this morning."

Greg put the cowbell around her neck with a small tag next to it on the loop. Heather shook her breast making them wobble and causing the bell around her neck to clang.

Once she had been dressed and finished putting on her usually heels and stockings, Greg led her outside and opened his truck door for her. It had been the first time Heather had been in a car, let alone left the house in months. She was just glad that the cabin was spacious enough to fit her giant gut and bust comfortably. Once she was inside, she did not even bother trying to buckle up. It would only be uncomfortable and a struggle. Greg turned his key and drove down the long, dirt driveway onto the highway.

After a few hours of driving, Heather could see the sky scrapers of the city that used to be her home. It felt like it had been so long since she's seen it and it had. She had been living with Greg for nearly half a year and missed an entire semester of classes. Although, it was not like she needed them anymore. Greg had taken very good care of her and got a job working from home. He made good money now, and with the help of his cousin, kept Heather comfortable and well fed.

"The place we're going to doesn't have very good parking, so we're going to have to walk a little bit," Greg looked over to Heather waiting for her response.

"That's fine," Heather smiled, "It may not be as easy to walk around the city as it used to, but I have a strong man to carry me if I get tired."

Her laugh made her look so cute as her tits jiggled in her massive, yet still tight bra. The cow spot pattern able to be seen from in between the lines of buttons and button holes of her shirt. After a few more minutes of driving, Greg parked in a garage not far from their old campus. If any of their old classmates saw her now, they would not even recognize her.

Heather and Greg stepped out of the car and made their way to the elevators.

"Want to take the stairs?" Greg asked sarcastically.

Both of them laughed and Heather leaned over to give him a kiss. They get into the elevator and press the button for the ground floor. As they step out onto the city street, Heather is already feeling her own presence.

"The place is only a few blocks away," Greg points in the direction and holds out his hand so that he can lead his cattle.

"I didn't even think to ask. Where are we going anyway?"

"I told you...I'm going to make you a full-fledged hucow."
Heather tilted her head, puzzled, but she did not question him further. She trusted him unconditionally.

As they walked down the busy street, Heather could feel all the eyes on her. Her huge body took up plenty of space and was easy to pick up from a distance. It was also not every day that someone sees a big girl with her belly and thighs spilling out for everyone to see, let alone accompanied by a cowbell and pair of cow print stockings and bra. She was most certainly an oddity in a place occupied by college kids and salarymen.

Heather blushed, flattered by all the attention she was getting. She had never felt sexier, her large, milky breasts bouncing on top of her fat gut and ringing her cowbell as she strutted down the street, at least as well as a girl her size could. As she and Greg turned a corner, out of the corner of her eye, she could see another young college student staring at her enormous swaying ass and tits. She winked back at him and made an inaudible moo, then gave a little shake of the ass that blew up the back of her skimpy skirt, revealing her cow panties. The young man blushed as the blood ran both to his face and his crotch.