[Story] Not Too Big? - Cow Transformation (Patreon)

His sharp inhale made my new ears—wide and velvety—twitch forward. I watched his gaze drag slowly up the expanse of me, lingering on the exaggerated dip of my waist, the impossible swell of my hips, my gravity-defying breasts.

“I’m not… too big, right?” I rasped, voice thicker now, almost a rumble.

His grin hit me first—hungry, electric—before he surged towards me.

“Are you kidding?” he breathed, hands already spanning my widened hips, fingers digging into the plush curve. His laugh was low, disbelieving, as he leaned back to take me in. “God, look at you.”

A calloused palm slid up the dense fur of my flank, thumb brushing the tender spot where my spine met the base of my tail. I shuddered, my nervous swishing stilling as he pressed closer against my fuller frame.

“You’re perfect,” he growled against the tufted curve of my ear, and the reverence in his voice unspooled the last knot in my chest.

When his lips grazed my sensitive snout, my startled moan came out as a deep, throaty moo.

My eyes widened, embarrassed.

“Oh fuck…” he moaned, “Do that again.”