(commission) Blueberry Bovine Bliss (Patreon)

Lissie was glancing around the giant room with absolute wonder. The tour guide had introduced them to it as the milkshake room. “We are the sole supplier of the finest milkshakes and flavoured milks to sixty of the top 100 chain restaurants around the world. This room is where we devise new and interesting flavours. Please, help yourself to whatever you wish to enjoy. Although … I’d suggest you don’t drink anything with a red band around it. Those flavours aren’t quite right.” The tour guide told them.

Looking around, Lissie saw a bunch of standard tastes. Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, banana. The usual suspects. There were a few more unusual ones, brownie and salted caramel jumped out at her. But this was a long factory tour. She didn’t want to be bogged down by a big gut of milkshakes. She wanted to find the perfect one. And that’s when she saw it. Blueberry milkshake. Her favourite flavour of anything.

Looking at it, it wasn’t the biggest drink, but it smelled delicious. It was in a beautiful crystal glass. A long straw came from the top of it. It was begging to be drunk. But she was no fool. She looked over it closely. All around too. No red band, nothing. She lifted up the glass and began to drink it as she walked around looking at the other shakes. Just simply tasting it and she knew that she had chosen the right drink. So deliciously sweet and taught. It was mind-blowing. It seemed almost more like a smoothie in how fresh the berries tasted.

As she walked and sipped however, the girl started to feel a little strange. There was an odd pain in the top of her head, although it faded as soon as it started. She ignores it. The same happened just above her ass, but she did all she could to ignore the sensation. The strange feeling wasn’t alone. There was a sensitivity in her tits that made her gently rub it though her jacket. Maybe wearing her lacy naughty underwear under her street clothes. She even had an odd feeling on the underside of her belly.

Her gentle plodding along was Interrupted by the guide grabbing her by the shoulder. “Just couldn’t help could you, greedy little cow.”

“Cow? How dare you…I’ve only had one milkshake!” Lissie shouted growing a little furious. The guide laughed at her ignorance before holding up a pocket mirror. Immediately, Lissie let out a sharp scream. The pain on her head had been two light blue Horns extending s few inches off her head. “Wh…what the hell?” she then looked behind her at the other source of discomfort to see a long tail sticking between her pants and jacket. A cows tail. “what’s happening to me?” she asked nervously.

“Isn’t it obvious dear? You’re turning into a cow. At least, for now.” The guide told her. Lissie missed that last little part, as her attention was entirely stolen by a strange white fur forming on the back of her hand. Hands. And quickly it ran up her sleeves. She could feel it growing around her body. Looking down at her cleavage, it wasn’t just white but was intermixed with purple splotches. It made her look like a purple Holstein cow. Which made her worried…how much further would it go?

Her ears started to feel strange, looking back in the mirrors they were extending while also covering in a deep purple fur. “I really am…. becoming a cow!” she mumbled, in absolute shock at her body’s rapid changes. Her shoes started to feel loose around her ankles yet tight on her toes looking down she could see tough hooves ripping through the fabric of her shoes. “AH! NO… why is this happening to me!?”

“You drank one of the forbidden flavours… I told you I hadn’t got it quite right.” The guide notes, a smile across her long devious face. Before Lissie could object, a man behind the guide held up a ribbon like red band. His smile was wide as he eyed up the transforming cow. The biggest changes where yet to happen.

Under her smart pair of glasses, Lissie’s nose began to extend and widen. It felt incredible weird. Especially as her jaw joined in on elongating into a large muzzle ending in a light blue nose. She then let out a sudden deep moan as her nipples and lower stomach got even more sensitive. Looking down, her tits where bigger than ever. Even more embarrassingly, white stains formed over her nipples. “I’m …lactating?”

“The way that a cow does.” The guide added. As she did, Lissie felt a weird wetness on the bottom of her belly. Looking down she saw her pants straining against a massive bulbous bulge. It looked like a second belly with four dots of milk soaking though. She whimpered at the growing pressure from her pants button until with one sloshing pop, her udder freed itself into the open. She was cow, a fully blown bovine.

She took a second to get used to her new feet, her balance not helped by the massive milk filled udder resting just above her frilly panties. Her matching bra stretched and ever so slightly visible in the rim of her cleavage. “This…this isn’t so bad. I’m kind of hot like this. I mean…look at my tits! They are huge! Biggest I’ve ever seen.” Lissie noted to herself.

The guide however only laughed softly. “it’s far from done my greedy grazer.” She told her. Lissie didn’t know what she meant until she felt a slight discomfort in the core of her guts. A thick rumbling bubble coming though her now two-tone tummy. Looking down at herself, she noticed that the previously white stains at the tips of her boobs were become now a deep sticky purple. “What…the fuck?”

“You see miss… it always goes wrong with blueberry flavour. I’m not even sure what it is. The mix of sugars and antioxidants and all that. I’d say I’m sorry, but this was all your own greed.”

“n…no it wasn’t! He removed the band!” Lissie argued, pointing to the man behind the guide. Before he could hide his shame, the guide grabbed his wrist and scowled. “Well…. you I shall deal with later. You are going to watch just how you’ve doomed miss Lissie here.” She warned. Hearing this her eyes went wide once more, it wasn’t done.

With a large gurgle, Lissie’s hands hand down to her belly, which…felt bigger than before. She squished it and it didn’t feel like soft fat. Instead…it felt like she was really full of something thick. She let out a small groan, noticing just how horrendously bloated she felt. Foolishly, she thought she couldn’t get much fuller. However, all her fears escalated when she looked back at the small hand mirror and saw her muzzle going from the light blue to a much darker shade.

And then it began to spread in front of her eyes. This horrific dark shade was tracing across her face. The purple turned darker, and the white became a purple too, although it was a lighter shade. Looking down at herself, Lissie watched as more and more of her body was covered. As it ran over her stomach, it growled loudly once again. Looking up at the guide, she was taking a few big steps backwards, which made the cow even more nervous. The guy who done it had a visible erection growing in her pants.

And that’s when it began. The feeling of fullness began to get worse. Rapidly worse. Her jacket started to feel tighter and tighter on her body, the leather riding up around her chest. Her belly was swelling up! It was like she was getting pregnant, but in only five seconds she had gone nine months. Her hands instinctively rubbed her massive gut, and she could feel a bubbling fluid underneath. “what’s happening to me?”

“You are turning into a blueberry…sort of. It’s not juice in you, but it is blueberry milk! I guess you’re a …blueberry Bovine.” The guide told her, sounding almost thrilled about that fact before quickly correcting her tone to a now hollow feeling concern. “I am dreadfully sorry…”

Lissie only whimpered as her belly got bigger. However, the rest of her body was definitely feeling left out, as her ass and thighs plumped up rapidly. So fast in fact that her pants couldn’t take it, ripping apart within seconds before falling to the ground. immediate shame filled the cow as her lacy underwear where revealed. The bulge in the man’s pants visibly grew as it did.

Her ass and thighs were plumping up so big, she was really starting to look cow like in proportions. Although no cow would be complete without udders. Both her original tits as well as her new teats began to swell in unison. Lissie could feel the blueberry milk building up behind her nipples rapidly. The pressure felt…it felt so good. The concern in her was steadily dissolving into hedonistic pleasure. Her hands came down to grab her boobs, squeezing them gently. It made the pressure increase within them, and with that the pleasure too. It made her moan out excitedly. “f. fuck…it feels so…good.”

The guide mumbled something about milking machines, but Lissie didn’t hear it over her own rumbling body and moaning. She didn’t even realize it went from a normal moan to a moo. Especially as her already stretched jacket started to really strain directly on her engorged tits. Unfortunately, it was of good quality, holding up against her unrelenting swelling body. It held so tightly around her that she started to bulge around the bottom of it.

With such a constriction on her tits, the blueberry milk rushed to other areas of her body. Her calf’s and arms plumped up, making her ability to move less and less effective. But more than anything else, her udder took the brunt. It swelled so large it rivalled her yoga ball belly. With so much pressure within it that even without a single touch, each of the four teats oozed out more and more of the milk. Her breasts did the same, although it was much more trapped within her jacket.

Then, the pressure just got far too much. The zip snapped away, and the jacket near immediately fell away exposing the matching frilly bra underneath. It was absolutely saturated with the blueberry milk. However, Lissie was in so much pleasure she couldn’t care less anymore. She grabbed her newly freed tits and began to milk them. Feeling some small amount of the pressure be relived felt amazing. Even if fresh milk quickly raced to replace it.

Her body was still swelling rapidly, thick milk pushing out her back. An odd sensation took her, that was until she realized what the sensation was. Her pussy was filling with juice too. Her entire area starting to swell downwards between her thighs. She was starting to round out into a big ball. The larger she grew, the tighter she felt. She could feel just how much blueberry milk was bubbling against her stretched hide.

Lissie’s arms began to lose any trace of bendability. She whimpered as she lost any ability to milk herself, reducing the relief she felt. Without that leaking, her tits began to swell even bigger, going well beyond the size of even the biggest watermelons. It was too much for her to balance with, causing the cow to fall onto her udder. The sudden impact caused her entire body to shudder massively. Audibly sloshing around like a full water balloon. It’s basically what she was now. Closer to that than what she had arrived at the factory as.

Rounder and rounder she grew. Her body shunted itself onto her belly, her udder slightly pressed by her massive body only adding to the full feeling she felt over her entire body. Lissie’s hands and hooves began to sink within her body, leaving very little trace of her arms. Even her cheeks plumped a little, pushing her glasses from her head. Yet all she could do was moo out like a desperate cow. Her swelling started to slow, but it was too late for the last parts of her clothing. While. They had stretched so far; they finally began to rip apart leaving her deep purple body fully on display.

“This always happens. They always become blueberry cows. She shall be fine though. We will have her on a milking machine and that should keep her plenty happy. And hey…. maybe she will be back to cow sized.” The guide noted allowed before looking to the guy who had done this to Lissie. She noticed his massive rock-hard erection. “Hmm. You seem to be enjoying this more than she is. Why don’t you …have some fun?”

The man, surprisingly, hesitated. “I wouldn’t want to…ya know…. take advantage?” he tried to phrase it politely. The guide chuckled before looking to Lissie’s swollen face. “Well dear…do you want this fine gentleman to fuck you?” she asked. Near immediately, a loud “PLEASE!” came from the overinflated cow. With the last shred of hesitation gone, the man ran behind the big berry cow.

With him out of sight, Lissie was desperate to feel his touch. To know what he was going to do. Instead of her pussy, his hands came down and began to massage her tight udder, it felt amazing. Like a belly massage yet … it made her feel just how many gallons upon gallons of blueberry milk was inside of her. His touch was tender, as if worried with one wrong motion he could cause an eruption. She couldn’t be mad about it. Even such careful motions sent waves of pleasure though her unlike anything she ever felt.

That’s when he took his hands away. She was confused when she heard footsteps until she felt a strong push in her side. He was rolling her. She was actually around enough to roll around. Her cheeks turned a lighter purple in surprise. It occurred to Lissie that she was so large he might have not been able to actually reach her pussy.

Now however as he took his new position, she could feel his bulge grinding against her awaiting hole. But she also felt his hands take a firm grip on two of her udder’s teats. He began to squeeze them as he entered her. The sheer pleasure of the act enough to send her absolutely wild, mooing even louder than before.

However, for that overeager guest, his cock has been sunk into that blueberry milk. That’s all it took for it to take hold of him. Neither of them realized it, but his dicks tip turned a deep purple. The colour spread down his shaft as it pumped in and out of her pussy. It also took his balls… but it seemed to not spread any further.

Lissie felt a strange feeling on her pussy. She realized that the man’s cock was starting to grow. At first, she just thought that maybe he wasn’t fully erect. But he kept getting bigger…and bigger inside her. Stretching her hole. She started to realize that he was filling her with so much cock, she was swelling up again. Her body getting tighter and the pressure of the juice getting even more extreme. Her ability to even moo was slowly taken away as her chest was pushing harder and harder into the bottom of your muzzle.

The guy was moaning himself. His balls were also starting to swell, rapidly approaching the size of baseballs. It concerned him a little when they sloshed on his thrust. It was becoming hard for him to fuck her, but it didn’t matter. The pleasure they both felt meant they were both right on the cusp of orgasmic bliss.

Lissie was the first to cum. A spray of juice gushed from her pussy, soaking the guy’s lower half. Her udder and boobs both shot highly pressurized blueberry milk across the room with a wet slap. Not to mention one long, muffled Mooo of pleasure. Her head was empty of everything else…now she just wanted more.

And more the guy gave her. His rapidly swelling cock reaches its limit and in one big shot, he came gallons upon gallons upon gallons of blueberry cum right into the sow. She swelled tighter and tighter. She could feel so much milk inside of her, so much pressure. She no longer mooed, instead whimpering as she gained feet in both her height and width. Just as she felt it was too much, the shier build-up was enough to push the man out of her pussy with a wet pop.

Now finished being fucked, Lissie finally started to realize what had happened to her. Less than ten minutes ago she had been a beautiful, confident woman enjoying a milkshake. Now…she was a massive…sexy…milk filled cowberry…and loved. She revelled in the tightness in her entire body. But it did make her crave relief.

The guide rolled her, so the cows sunken head was visible. “Such a big berry…don’t you worry. My girls will get you down to the milking rooms. You’ll be treated like the fat cow that you are. You’ll have your blueberry milk sucked out of you all day long. Would you like that dear?” All Lissie could manage was a muffled moan and a small nod.

And so, it was. The massive berry was hooked up to six pumps. Each teat being sucked on hard. While her milk did gush, the guide had an idea. The man, who was stuck with a humongous berry cock, was brought in. His dick was used to fuck her All day long, the orgasms causing so much milk to shoot out of her. Yet she never got any smaller. Her body knew what she wanted and kept her like it

She wanted to be a good berry cow. And she was.

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