[Story] Two Girls Kissing and Growing - Cow TF (Patreon)

Update! Animated version.

My girlfriend is facing me—her red hair a wild mess around a face that’s nearly all cow now, her big pink snout glistening, nostrils wide and flaring, her eyes still human but frantic. She’s further gone, her body softening fast, curves swelling, while my nose is just starting to thicken—still human but broader, tingling, a slick wetness forming as my breaths quicken. “What’s the fuck is happening to us?” I whisper for probably the tenth time, voice shaky, staring at her, my frame already rounding out, hips widening, a strange heat sparking deep inside.

She groans, a low, rough sound, her snout twitching as she sways—her hands fumbling at her shirt, yanking it off, the fabric tearing slightly as it catches on her growing breasts, heavy and full, spilling free. “I don’t—God, I don’t know,” she says, her voice deeper, warped by that massive snout, huffing sharp breaths as she tosses the shirt aside. Her eyes meet mine—scared, nervous, but burning, aroused—and I feel it too, my own hands tugging at my top, peeling it off, my breasts expanding, soft and weighty, straining free as I drop it to the floor. “You… look…” I mutter, trembling, stepping closer, my fingers brushing her soft arm.

We’re terrified, pulses racing, but the heat’s overwhelming—I’m aching, she’s aching, it’s raw and wild. “I can’t—fight it,” she says, her snout nudging forward, and then we’re kissing—desperate, her big, wet snout pressing into my swelling nose, slick and hot, her thick lips crashing against mine. I gasp, “Oh—fuck,” tasting her, my hands gripping her sides, feeling her soften, my own belly rounding out, breasts smooshing against hers as I lean in. She’s mooing faintly, “Babe—shit,” her voice quivering, scared but hungry, her snout snuffling against me, my nose pushing wider, pinker, starting to drip.

Our bodies are still shifting—my ass swells, heavy and soft, her thighs tremble as she presses closer, both of us panting, kissing deeper, tongues messy, my growing snout rubbing hers, wet and warm. “I’m—so scared,” I whimper, but I’m grinding into her, desperate, her hands clutching my widening hips, her big pink snout huffing louder, her form so cow-like now, mine racing to catch up—softening, swelling, relentless. We’re lost in it—nervous, panicked, but kissing like we’re starving, transforming together, horny and helpless, no idea why, just letting it take us.