Chapter 1 - Transformation

Jessica sat in the clinical looking waiting room, wondering how it was she had got there, and, indeed, if she should really go through with this. She knew there was no going back once she stepped through those double doors, but she had come this far. Maybe she had already reached the point of no return. She looked around the room, trying to avoid gazing at the double doors through which she would surely soon pass.

Jess had lived a good and privileged life. The daughter of a successful lawyer and well-to-do housewife, Jess had always had everything she needed in life, and more. In truth, she was a spoiled girl, an only child. But, as time wore on, Jess became increasingly dissatisfied with her dull life; she longed for something different, something exciting, but also a life where she wouldn't be expected to actually do very much, or make many hard decisions. It was this longing which had brought Jess to the waiting room where she now sat.

After what seemed an age, the heavy double doors swung open and a middle-aged pale man, in an even paler lab coat, glided into the waiting room.

"Jessica, we are ready for you now, please come through."

Jess can't find any words to reply to the oddly ordinary-looking man, so she simply got up off her chair and followed him through the doors and into the hallway beyond. There were several doors along the walls of the hallway, and another set of double doors at the end, with the words 'Laboratory' above.

"Right, Jessica, before we can begin we will need you to remove all your clothes and personal belongings, these can all be placed in your locker. Once this is done, come and join me in office two, just along the hall."

Jess still couldn't find the words to reply. Was it because she was scared? Because she knew her human life was almost over? Jess really didn't know why, but she simply followed his instructions. The first door on the left, pass the double doors she had just come through, had the sign 'Locker Room' above it. She pushed through the door and saw rows of lockers along both sides of the room with a two-meter wide bench running down the middle. When the man had given her the instructions, he had also given her a key with her locker number on it, 66. She now moved along the line and found her number, opening the locker, ready to fill it with all her possessions.

Jess removed her white Adidas shoes first, neatly placing them at the back of the locker; next, she pulled her little pale pink ankle socks off and placed them inside her shoes. At this point Jess hesitated, but only for a brief moment before undoing the buttons and zipper of her jeans and pulling them down and past her ankles, pulling them off completely, folding them and placing them in the locker. Next, she grabbed the bottom of her pale yellow crew-neck t-shirt, pulling it up and over her head. She now stood in the middle of the locker room in nothing but her D-cup black bra and matching lacy black panties. Her incredibly pale skin on full display, if someone just caught a quick glimpse of her, they would probably think she was a ghost. Her pale skin stood in bright contrast to her flame-red ginger hair, which fell almost down to her waist.

She had another pause, unsure whether she should continue stripping, or whether she should just put all her clothes back on and run like hell away from this place. After a couple of minutes of contemplation, and a quick look around the room to make sure there were no cameras, Jess reached behind her back, feeling the strap of her bra until her fingers reached the clip which held it in place. There was a soft 'click' as she unfastened the clip, and pulling the straps off her shoulders, she removed her bra, letting her perky D-cup breasts hang free. They were incredibly round with no sag whatsoever, barely moving at all when she removed the bra. Her bright red nibbles were hard and erect in the cold room - she had not realized just how cold it was until this moment. After one final brief pause of hesitation, Jess pulled her panties down to her ankles, and then, one leg at a time stepped out of them. Her pussy was pink and surrounded with neatly trimmed hair equally as flame-red as the hair on her head. The lights in the room exposed the moisture on her southernly lips. She now stood fully exposed in the middle of the empty locker room.

After placing all of her clothes and the belongings she had brought with her, her phone, wallet and golden wristwatch, in the locker, she exited the locker room and headed down the hall in search of office two. Jess was grateful the floor was carpeted, the air was cold enough to turn her nipples rock solid, she could only imagine how cold a metallic floor would have been. She quickly found office two, four doors down from the original double doors she had come through. She could see the pale man in the paler lab coat sitting behind a desk in the office through the window in the door. As she stared through at him, he looked up from his work, saw her standing on the other side of the door and beckoned her inside.

"I trust everything was in order in the locker room, and you have secured all of your belongings? They will be kept quite safe in the locker room for you, so do not worry about that."

He spoke while pulling a big file from a draw in the side of the desk, slamming it down on the desk surface, in between himself and Jess, who had now taken a seat opposite him. He eyed her breasts, with an impressed look on his face - most new recruits don't have breasts as good as those when they arrived, he thought to himself. While trying to maintain a professional look on his face, he could stop imagining how good it would feel to slide his cock between those beautiful breasts, squeezing them around his shaft. He couldn't allow himself to think such things, however, he knew they were not allowed to touch the recruits. Although, who would know if they waited until they were sedated?

"Right, before we can get you into the lab there is just some final things to go through first. Just the usual stuff so no need to worry about anything. Before we start, can I just get you to sign this form."

He handed her a sheet of paper from the top of the file. Jess could see the words 'Human Cow Dairy Programme' written in bold at the top of the form, with another line 'Renunciation of all rights and privileges' a bit further down, next to the spot she was meant to sign.

"What does this mean?" She asked cautiously. She knew what she was signing up for was for life, but the act of actually signing away all of her rights made her nervous nonetheless.

"By signing you will renounce any and all of your human rights. Obviously, once you become a human cow, they will no longer apply to you anyway, but for legal reasons, we need you to sign before the process can begin."

Jess was nervous, and unsure if signing away her rights was the brightest idea, but she had come this far and was not going to turn back now. She signed the form and handed it back. The process of signing paperwork continued for a good 20 minutes, before the man stood up, walked to the door and beckoned for Jess to follow him, a sly glint in his eyes.

"Congratulations Jessica!" he exclaimed, "now we have got all that sorted it's time to take you into the lab, where you will become a human cow." They walked slowly along the hallway, with the man explaining some of the finer details as they strolled towards the double doors at the end below the sign 'Laboratory'.

"The process takes about 12 hours to complete, but do not worry, you will be sedated. After the prep is done, the next thing you will know will be waking up as a human cow in a recovery pen in the storehouse bellow. After that, we give you a couple of days to recuperate before giving you to one of the weekly transports which will take you to the farm where you will live out the rest of your days."

"How long will that be? The rest of my days I mean." Jess asked, looking slightly nervous, again, at what the answer might be. She already knew cows didn't live as long as humans and was certain 'hucows' wouldn't either.

"Oh, I would not worry about that. Most live anywhere between 12 and 15 years, but by that time the concept of age will be pretty meaningless to you. You will welcome the end when it finally comes after many long years of providing a gallant service."

His words did reassure Jess, somewhat. They reached the double doors just as the man had finished speaking and he pushed through them without breaking his stride. Inside there was what looked like an operating theatre ahead of them, but with more wires, tubes and other strange-looking pipes and machines, than Jess had ever seen. Along one wall was an array of different coloured substances in large glass containers, each with a scientific-looking label. On the other side of the room was a small medical office, where the doctor was sat next to a desk.

"Ah, hello!" His voice boomed, as he saw Jess and the other man entering the room,

"you must be Jessica."

"Yes, but I prefer Jess if you don't mind." She replied, slightly covering her pussy and breasts as she could see the doctor looking at them.

"It doesn't really matter what you prefer, soon you'll be nothing more than a dumb hucow, referred to only as a number." His response chilled Jess's spine, but she knew what she had signed up for.

"As for trying to conceal yourself, darling I'll be working on your body while you sleep, and once I'm finished, and you're a hucow, you'll never be concealed again, so why bother now?"

Jess shrugged and let her arms fall by her side, she knew he was right, but felt exposed and a bit shy nonetheless. She followed the doctor into the centre of the medical theatre and sat on the end of the operating bench in the middle as he instructed her. The doctor brought a table on wheels with an assortment of tools and instruments on it up next to the table. Jess eyed them suspiciously.

"So, darling, are you ready? The first thing I'll do is lay you down and restrain you. Then I'll sedate you, before rubbing an ointment all over your body, particularly over your breasts. This ointment is important because it will stop your skin from hurting, stretching or tearing when your body grows to become a hucow. Some of the other changes include adding two more stomachs to you and altering most of you internals to become more cow-like. Your breasts will become udders and your nipples teets. Your pussy will also grow and your reproductive system will be adopted for breading hucows. Would you like me to go through all the changes, or just get on with it now?"

Jess grimaced, she knew this would hurt, but just hoped she would not remember the pain when she woke up tomorrow. She laid herself down and made herself comfortable on the bed.

"Let's get this done."