Keeping a diary

Day 1:

• Ellis remains unchanged so far, he had developed the hermaphroditic strain of cowpox three months prior. His features had become fully feminized and now resembled that of his older daughter in away. A week later he had emphasized that while his breasts grew in so in fact did his male genitals, while a new feminine orifice opened up beneath his enlarged testicles. While the rest of his body underwent a more feminine inclination. After a month Ellis was entirely female besides the obvious and straining bulge of her crotch. She expressed that clothes were difficult to accommodate her new chest and genitals.

- No changes so far.

Day 5

• Ellis has noticed that she can feel strange things happening in her body, but can't pinpoint exactly what they are.
• While Ellis has not noticed any change, his height and weight have fluctuated by at least 3% in reduction after our daily recordings.

Day 12: two weeks after injection.

• I was studying Ellis during one of her daily milkings, noticing that she has increasingly become less and less bothered by her bodily urges. often fondling and massaging herself in public. I rarely often see her not with one of her hands stroking her nearly perpetually hard member through her slacks now, having always a stain at the tip near her knees.
• A small decrease in height is noticeable. As well as some rather substantial increase in breast size.

Day 25

• Ellis has developed all the effects of a full conversion of the bimbo plague. However they have only stacked upon the previous stage three cowpox symptoms.

Increased lip size and sensitivity (somewhat odd looking on a cows face), increased sexual drive and stamina have all been noted as well as a dimming of her previous intelligence.

Day 32

• Something has gone drastically wrong. Ellis has become a rampaging sexual beast. I have barricaded myself in my laboratory due, she has become a **** to her appetites and now seeks to engage in intercourse with me in any form.
• She has developed a second set of breasts now, that have quickly grown to match the prodigious set she had before. They leaked profusely, spreading their tainted milk on every surface of the villa.

Day 33

• Ellis symptoms are progressing rapidly. I can see through the door porthole that she has developed a cows udder underneath her four pairs of breasts now, and every hour it seems to increase in size and density.
• The only positives however is a full reversion of the cowpox cranial transformation, Ellis face had returned to normal however she retained the cow ears and large horns.

Day 34

• I think I've been infected, some of Ellis's tainted milk and semen had slipped underneath the door. I can see she was busy lapping at the head of her own enhanced cock while tugging at her udders and her four pairs of breasts let down a deluge of milk. I can feel changes happening. The beginning of the cowpox is upon me, already the splotches have reached my upper chest.

I've run out of food and water, and only have a few moldy apples as rations left.

Day 35

• The changes are wild and dramatic, whatever I had created in this new strain has made it much more effective. When I had fallen asleep from exhaustion, I only had the first stage of cowpox. Upon waking I had undergone a full gender metamorphosis and already well past stage two in progression. Waking up perched upon a pair of painfully full breasts was a sobering experience, as well as the constant churning damp heat of my new loins

Day 36

• After giving into my urges and with no where else to go, hungry and **** I turned to the only source of sustenance available to me. Myself. My breasts had grown large enough to the point I could easily maneuver a teat up to my mouth and suckle. I could feel along my torso four tingling points where I would no doubt develop four more pairs of milking breasts of similar size.
• My feet have burst from my shoes, becoming dainty and delicate ungulate hooves. The spot above my lower back ached and I could feel the beginnings of a tail worming its way out.

I have unlocked the door as I no longer fear the effects that Ellis would have on me, and now just suckle at my teats while pawing at my leaking groin with a useless hoof and my last remaining digits of my right hand to finish this journal. I can hear her sultry moos calling me as I struggle with a heat I cannot quell.

Day ??

It's been a while since I have written I have been...previously occupied. As well as having my hands replaced with small delicate hooves have left me unable to physically hold a pen. I am writing this with a pen situated in my mouth, which is quite difficult. After my heat had passed, so to did the fog in my mind...albeit mostly.

I no longer have the frame required to stand bipedal, and spend my time now perched upon all fours. All six of my breasts dangle below me, dripping milk like a trail wherever I go. Shortly after my first coupling with Ellis I had developed a fully grown udder as well. My size and height has been reduced rather dramatically, Ellis can now easily lift my full body with her arm clamped around my torso easily.

I can hear Ellis's powerful hooves clomping down the hall, and I can feel my nethers responding to her approach and the musk she gives off. My tail is rising of its own accord, preparing for her entrance. She has become rather essential in my further studies of the new Cowgirl Pox I had unwittingly unleashed. I Have seen others come by the villa, infected and develop wildly different versions of the new cowpox virus. The goats have all become full anthropomorphic cowgirls with long wooly fur and horns.

The former mayors wife is now the resident milk maiden, relieving me of my burden since I am unable to while Ellis is busy milking herself into my depths. I will continue my research into a cure despite my previous blundering in hopes of creating another breakthrough.