Poppy Comes Home (Short Story, Cowification, Impreg/Pregnancy/Sex)

Hello all, a little slice of life moment for Poppy, my main OC.~ After a night of clubbing, she returns home to her barn, with every piece of clothing that comes off, she reverts to Cow life.
Kinks: Cowification, Transformation, Vague References to Drinking/Giantess Intercourse/Impregnation & Pregnancy. Mooing.

Poppy roamed through the mud and grass of the farm's dirt roads. Each step caused her to stagger, heels tredding the rough and wet outdoors. The immense, tanned woman was dolled up and pristine. She wore a puffy jacket over her shoulders and a corset and tank top underneath, layered with rather delightful silver necklaces and earrings. Fishnet clad and crossed across her thighs to her stomach, hiding underneath a black leather skirt. She had an absolutely packed purse hanging over her shoulders. Overall, a divinely curvy blonde-haired beauty is coming back from an eventful time at the clubs.

Her forearm pushed open the barn door before closing it behind her. She hung her purse from the nearest stable wall. Her nose barely wrinkled at the intensely musky barnyard smell. On one side, practical wood cages for immense bulls towering double her impressive height, to the otherside, softer, hay-lined pens for the multiple milking heifers who were long asleep. Within a mere moment of stepping inside, it was as if a werewolf was shedding its primal form. Her heels slipped off and got stuck in the dirt, making way for tall, cloven hooves that boosted her height. The sheer shape of her delicate feet changed with stretched motions that made her wobble towards her stables.

She shook her hair and head as a slight rumbling sprouted from the sides of her head. Her ears changed hues, becoming white with small, delicately random black splotches. From human to elezen, to then purely bovine shape as her ears flopped and curled, someone dragged her down to her broader shoulders. Above, immense natural horns pushed outward, then upwards, creating imposing goal-posts of solid ivory. She snickered, as if internally, her vocal range was shrinking into nothing but a box made for emitting beautiful mooes~

Her stumbling nature vanished as she took a few steps on her hooves. Solidly strolling to and through the gate to her stables, aware of the 'missing' milk quota scribbled next to a dangling set of pumps and titty-cups. "Naughty Milkless Cows will have their town privileges revoked~" AS IF POPPY COULD READ while full-cow-brained.

Slowly peeling off clothing as it ripped and tore off her figure. She rose in height, growing to towering heights and worshipable curved width. Her ass doubled in weight, spilling over the supportive, muscular structures of her thighs as it created a hefty overhang that clapped and bounced with every step. The sheer weight of her heifer's heft on her cheeks was complemented by a near floor-length whip of a cow's tail. A fine blonde puff on the end of the delicately furred floor-duster. Soon after, came a weighty pile of weight on her chest, forcing her to adopt a rather whorish bent-over, ass out, and tits 'offered' stance/pose.

Her hands pushed into her breasts, letting the sheer milky weight inside slosh against her fingers as she shook and bounced the mass of her body back and forth. Her chest was growing double the size as a delicate hue of dark splotches surged across her bare, naked body. The tanned fit complexion, perfect for night-life strutting, turned curvy, overbearing, and nearly unfit to do much other than blissfully lounge in her stable, staring at bulls across the way. She snickered before letting a soft cooing "Mooooo~" purse over her suculently soft and wet lips. Her fattened spade of a tongue pushed over her lower lip, dangling and drooling tendrils of spittle over her surging tits, until she was a breast size impossible to clad with any store-bought bra.

"MMhf." Her fingers pinched into her large nipples, feeling the modest lips of her inverted milk-taps turn overbearing and fat. The ending ducts let a sheer leakage of mistified milk spray through her fingers, before wetting down her body. The weight of her confinement was fully returned, from chest to stomach, to ass and thighs, she regained and returned to normal. Her 'normal' being the milfy, matronly body of a barn-cow whose body carried the permanently altered, hormonal weight of several dozen pregnancies. With subtly shifting hoof steps, her thighs spread, stance shifting to expose her puffy, cherry-red hindslit. A wet, in-heat mound of sloshing, sputtering girl-glaze painting down her inner thighs until her knees bent inwards. Hands so engrossed with her own milk-tanks that shes brought herself to a sudden, intense, breath-hitching titty gasm that sprays as much milk as it sprays fierce, delicious orgasmic nectar.

The -sheer- scent of it wakes up most in the barns, reacting primally as bulls bang and kick onto their doors. Poppy has just about finished panting, recouping, and getting ready to return to milk-work, when the sudden BARGE of a door busts open beside her. Glancing to the side, with a slight smirk on her dopey-happy expression, she sees a thirteen-foot-tall girl-bull, double the muscle mass of an amazonian, with a loincloth popping off her hips to reveal a fat, veiny, musk-rich erection.

*Undescribable, Cunt-Cratering, Stomach Bloating, Mind-breaking, Moo-pregnation sex here.*

The following morning, Poppy is taken to the cow-doctor to get ready for her next litter of cow-runts. <3