Leave her

"I'm sorry, Miku..." You think to yourself. Sacrificing yourself would be stupid. If you picked her up, you would be shot for sure. The important thing now was to get out of here. You could always transform yourself into Alex at a later point in time.

You make a dash for the end of the hallway, but suddenly, you feel a dart in your back.

"Urk!" You exclaim, and you fall straight to the floor. A second and third dart hits your supple buttocks, and your vision fades at a rapid pace.

"We... Were so close..." You think to yourself and you drift off into dreamland.

...

You wake up, and try to move your arms and legs. They're strapped in. You take a look around, and notice that you're in a machine. A transformation machine. The room looks identical to all those you've seen before, but you're still not sure if it's the same one.

You also notice that you've got something in your mouth. From the way it feels, it's a ball gag, meant to keep you quiet while you transform. Apparently, Alex didn't fool around anymore. Speaking of which, it was about twenty minutes before the bitch actually showed up. You struggled to escape, but not for very long. You'd been in this situation before, and you knew you weren't getting out of it.

"Sorry, I'm late, dear..." Alex chimes as she enters the door. She was in her regular labcoat, and was carrying a clipboard with her.

"I had to check in on the progress of a certain thorn in my side... I thought I'd forgotten about that awful moment of history, but then she had to go and resurface again. It's a shame, really... I was quite interested in that little community she'd put together. I guess all good things must come to an end though... Though it looks like that place is finally going to become the chaotic sex pit I always envisioned..."

Alex smirks, kicks her legs up on the desk and checks her clipboard. You can't do anything but glare at her, and wait for your punishment.

"Honestly, you've all been a thorn in my side. Clearly, it took more than just her to figure out an escape plan. I have a suspicion on who it was, but I'm not taking any chances. I've gotta clear out the lab."

Alex kicks her legs back down, and starts typing away at her keyboard. Five minutes later, the machine whirs, and the black latex straps beneath you begin to take hold. You prepare for the worst, but you're suddenly surprised when the straps stop when they simply cover your upper face, breasts and crotch.

"Mmm?" you question.

"Yeah, of all the things you could be, May..." Alex chimes in as the straps begin to squeeze. You got stuck with one of the most human forms. But don't think you'll be getting off easy, dear. You and Filia are gonna make some fine cows."

"Mmmm?!"

"You'll find out soon enough... But trust me, it's not as bad as it seems..."

You feel your chest and forehead crushed. Your hair pushed down hard against your scalp, causing it to get incredibly messed up. At the very end of your spine, you feel a tingling in your tailbone. Slowly, two lumps bulge on your head as your skull starts to grow. You feel your tailbone start to uncurl, and another lump appears just above your buttcrack.Your ears start to bend downwards and grow longer, and you think you feel your breasts expand even more.

"W-wait..." You think to yourself. "You didn't mean a literal cow, did you? I thought that was just another insult! What... What are you doing to me!?"

Two boney lumps protrude from your scalp, the lump above your butt extends even further, your ears have completely changed shape, and your breasts are going from D-Cup to E-cup... And then to F-cup... And then even G-cup... The latex stretches and contorts, but keeps hold.

"Mmmph... MMmmm..." You grumble. The sensation wasn't enough to make you scream, but it was still an absolutely surreal experience. Your horns, tail and ears finish, leaving the focus only on your breasts.

"MMMMMM!" You exclaim as they start growing more rapidly than ever. You writhe and arch your back in sexual pleasure as they go from G-cups all the way to L-cups in less than two minutes. You feel like your chest is going to burst.

Finally, the straps come undone and you're released from the chair. Your front-heavy weight pulls you straight onto the ground. You try to lift yourself up, but you find it difficult. Your breasts are as large as watermelons.

However, you eventually manage to stand back up. You don't try running. You're too top-heavy.

"Nice and juicy..." Alex exclaims as she observes your changes. You slowly reach up to the top of your head. You feel something pointy and sharp. A horn. A Cow's horn, about 4 inches long. You pet your black, leathery ears, and feel your tail whip back and forth. It's very odd, being in control of another part of your body.

You stagger forwards to confront Alex, but you stand even less of a chance this time. She quickly darts behind you and pushes you to the ground. You fall to your knees instantly, your own jiggling weight working against you. Alex removes the ball gag, and tosses it aside.

"Moo for me." Alex says.

You open your mouth to retort, but find it surprisingly difficult to respond.

"G...Go... Twoooo... Go... Twoo... Elll..." You manage to spit out. Alex smirks as she dials up a number on her personal phone.

"Aw... Well, regardless, you'll be complete within the hour."