Like a normal person. Cow. Whatever.

With Lily gone, Ginger settled back in the bath. The cow morph decided to drop one of her mother's bath bombs into the water, the sweet fragrance of roses soon filling the room as she slid further downwards, luxuriating in the feeling of her body submerged in hot water. Except that wasn't fully true for her udder and tits, Ginger noticed: They were surprisingly buoyant, gently bobbing up and down in the water with her every movement. A dopey grin spread on her face as she wiggled her body from side to side, her boobs and udder churning up the water. Giggling, Ginger kept playing around, her soft, jiggling assets making the water splash in the bath tub. This was so much fun! In her old body, she had never been able to do anything like this.

It wasn't until her antics sent water spilling onto the tiled floor that Ginger stopped messing about. With a startled 'eep', she settled down into the bath, leaning back into the tub. Soon, a deep, contented sigh washed over her lips as her eyes fell closed. This was heavenly... her whole body warmed by the scented water... Ginger just luxuriated in the feeling for a while. After a while, she felt the water beginning to cool. Her hands began splashing water over her udder and tits, rubbing over her sensitive body parts to clean them of the dried milk and other juices sticking to them, soft moans escaping from her mouth as she felt the water soak into her skin, leaving it feeling smooth and silky.

Ginger's teats and nipples soon engorged and throbbed under her hands, and she began rolling and pinching her thumb-sized nipples between her fingers, breathing deeply with arousal. The cow morph's head rolled sideways, her horn hitting the tub with a 'thunk', Ginger's hand now roughly, enthusiastically kneading her huge knockers. Unable to keep her voice down, she began moaning and mooing lewdly, her teats now trembling with desire, milk beginning to leak from their tips. Ginger could feel her pussy tingle and twitch under the water, her legs unconsciously opening until her knees rested on the sides of the tub. If only Lily were here... and her huge, throbbing cock... spreading her wide, reaching so deep... Ginger's right hand slid downwards from her breast, caressing the side of her swollen belly, fingers now dancing over her milk-filled udder, and then--

The bathroom door suddenly opened, followed by a surprised gasp and a meaty slap. Startled, Ginger opened her eyes and sat up in the bath tub, her left still grabbing her tit, erect nipple poking through the fingers. Looking at the door, who else would stand there but her bull, slightly bent down to fit into the doorway. Lily was staring at her with a mix of astonishment and lust, her huge, hard cock pressing into the partly opened door, left hand still holding the knob. It didn't take her very long to recover, though.

"Silly little cow," Lily admonished with a soft smile, her eyes hungrily wandering over her step-sister's body. "You just couldn't help yourself, could you?"

"I.. uh, I just, ah..." Ginger stammered, face burning as her drooping ears twitched in embarrassment and her eyes were involuntarily drawn down to Lily's throbbing rod.

"Don't worry, Ginger," her bull said, smile never faltering, but now turning rather lewd. "Take all the time you need to explore your body. But next time, I want to watch."

"I--what? You... but... that's..." Ginger was unable to form a clear thought. No one had ever found her so desirable that they wanted to watch her masturbate! It was incredibly flattering, and weird, and lewd, and... She hid her face in her hands, elbows squishing into her expansive bust, an equally excited and embarrassed squeak worming its way out of her.

"It's a date, then," Lily chuckled. "Are you coming down? Breakfast is ready."

Still unable to look at her incredible, loving bull, Ginger managed to squeak out a confirmation from behind her palms.

"Alright, I'll be waiting downstairs, sexy," the larger cow morph answered, closing the door.

Being called 'sexy' was a first for Ginger as well. Her face heated up even more, until she was almost sure there was steam rising from her head, her ears trembling with excitement. She had to take many, many deep breaths to calm down enough to be able to get out of the bath and begin drying herself off. The soft towel caressing her silky skin made her whole body tingle, nipples and teats twitching with her heart beat. When she was finally dry, her assets almost making her lose her balance more than once, Ginger realized something: She had nothing to wear. None of her old clothes would fit her now, nor would any of her family member's outfits. Should she really go downstairs naked?