A move to cowhood

Kirsten blinked her eyes and stared. Her mother,

Well it beggared belief, the gorgeous twentysomething college student could barely contain her surprise, a combination of fear and shock holding her in place.

She sniffed the air, her mother's living room smelled like a brothel, the stench of female arousal was palpable almost to the point of being overwhelming and the young medical doctor to be couldn't help but stare at the bizarre and horrifying spectacle.

The face was her mother's, although she'd never conceived seeing her mother orgasm before.

Kirsten smacked her lips sniffing it was sweet.... An aroma that made her feel a hint of flush.

She shook her head, no! This was her mother! She couldn't possibly be getting aroused smelling her mother, especially given what was happening. There was something wrong with her something wrong with both of them. The stench of pheromones was unbearable, the heat that seemed to fill the room made the dark-haired Doctor in training feel just as lightheaded as her mother had been.

Angela's hand hadn't left her panties in fact once the initial shock had worn off the sumptuous side of meat couldn't help but stroke herself more aggressively.

Like just about everything else Angela's morals were being eroded by the same transformation that was wracking her body. She spread her legs wide and new bovine extremities twisting as her tail tickled her love button. One could definitely see the outline of her wide-open sex as she continued to draw her daughter in.

Kirsten tried to compose herself, coming closer to examine the bizarre transformation of her half bovine parent her sapphire blue eyes sparkling as she bent in to examine her mother.

The smell was enticing her. So sweet and pungent, she blushed hard trying to pull back but finding herself unable to resist the gravity. She found her hands wandering up to Angela's hip band dragging down her abused shorts to free her from their imprisonment.

She just smelled so good, she glanced upwards briefly taking stock of her situation here she was staring at her mother's naked and partially transformed vagina and she wanted nothing more than to taste it.

This had to be a dream, some kind of surreal nightmare.

Slurp

Her tongue licked along her mother's labia.

She tasted good.

Angela stared down trying to grasp at her daughter's hair, she wanted to push her away, to stop this bizarre immoral act but all she found was that once Kirsten had started licking Angela definitely didn't want to stop.

She wrapped her thighs around her daughters face gasping and moaning as her youngest daughter proceeded to attack her petals with more aggressive gusto. Each lick seemed to go longer, pushed deeper. The bovine beauty tossed and turned, not even noticing how her pale flesh was starting to change, developing the fine fur as her own transformation continued. Her fingers grasped her daughter's ears as they grew long and floppy under her maternal pressure. She couldn't see her daughter changing but John could.

He could see Kirsten's buttocks begin to swell like her mother's long white tail with a midnight black tip poking out of the waistband as the two continued to engage in incestuous coitus.

John grinned, feeling his own erection surge as he approached the rutting pair, staying invisible but making himself tangible enough to slip the younger woman's pants and underwear down to her knees. He jacked himself a few times preparing to penetrate her from behind to become visible just in time to push Kirsten on the road to the cattle car.