Josefina wants to grow her herd

Josefina could barely believe the last few hours, and likely wouldn't at all if she wasn't cumming another massive load into the empty-brained hucow that used to be her husband with her very own huge cock. Maggie leading them out to the barn, Marcus' transformation, growing her penis, Sandy's surrender, Maggie's outright acceptance and eagerness, and the hours of fucking that followed all seemed like a hyper-realistic dream, one that didn't end when she worked herself to orgasm. Marcus had always satisfied her well, but she had always been a hardworking woman. And now she really had something to work towards.

"Good cow, Marie," she said as she pulled out of her former husband's pussy, rubbing the cowgirl's head as she let out a quiet, orgasmic moo. Next to Marie was Sandy, whose tongue was hanging out while her milk was drained. Her petite girl had seen the most change. Before, she'd barely had tits, a huge difference from her sister and her mother; now, she was stacked top and bottom and from her long, blissful moans constantly flowing from her throat. And across from both of them was Maggie herself, the bustiest of the hucows and clearly the most into her own fate. Josefina could see the spark of coherence in her youngest daughter's eyes, eyes that begged for more of her mother's cock to fill her up.

But looking between them, Josefina wasn't satisfied. The part of her mind that whispered her new instincts to her didn't think these three were enough, and Josefina had to agree. The empty stalls in the barn showed just how much room there was to grow, room for more hucows, more mates for her to rut, to breed. Her cock twitched with excitement and the cows around her moaned, sensing her growing lust and wanting it sated inside of them.

"Sorry girls, your bull has to go for a little. Don't worry though, I'll be back and I'll bring new sisters with me. You just wait and pump out plenty of that milk for me, okay?" A chorus of moos from around her made Josefina smile, and it widened when she thought about adding more voices to it. She throbbed harder, but held herself back. If she hurried, she could grow her herd that very day. And she knew just how to do it.

"Hey sis, how are you?" Josefina said, smiling at the woman on the other side of her front door. While she had married a farmer, Heather, her older sister, had married a banker, and the difference in lifestyle between the women showed. Heather was hardly out of shape, but had far more in the way of soft curves, her pretty brunette body having a small set of love handles and an abundant ass. Fortunately, the extra padding was offset by her large breasts, their size distracting from the rest of her body and overall giving her a body that you just wanted to sink your fingers into. Josefina had to **** herself to calm down, lest her cock grow back out. She had managed to suck it into her body, giving her the body of a normal woman again, but she could feel it waiting inside her, ready to grow back to full size if the need arose.

"Good, Josefina. Wow, you look great, what have you been doing?" Heather asked, stepping into the house and hugging her sister tightly, their large breasts squishing together. Josefina had to fight to keep her new breeding instincts in check, but she couldn't let loose just yet.

"Nothing special," she said, lying through her teeth. "But one of us has to be the toned one. Where are the girls, you said they were coming?"

"Out in the car still. Honestly, trying to pull those two away from their phones. Oh, here they come," Heather said, seeing her daughters finally get out of the car. The two girls were the same ages as Maggie and Sandy, with Jamie, a short redhead who had inherited some measure of her mother's bust, being closer to Maggie's age, and Cassidy just a few days older than Sandy. The brunette was just a little taller than her younger sister and had small breasts, but beautifully wide hips that Josefina couldn't wait to get her hands on.

"There's my nieces. Would you all like something to drink? I've got a fresh gallon of milk," Josefina asked, her nethers throbbing at the thought of how it was made.

"I'm okay," Cassidy said, still poking at her phone. Josefina felt a small twinge of annoyance, but that disappeared a moment later.

"I'll take a glass," Heather said, sitting down at the table, looking forward to chatting with her sister as a glass of milk was placed in front of her.

"No thanks, Auntie. Where's Maggie, I've been texting her but she hasn't responded," Jamie asked, looking around like her cousin was suddenly going to pop out of nowhere. Josefina knew why her daughter wasn't responding, but also couldn't just say why.

"She and Sandy are out working right now, they should be back soon. Give your mom and me a few minutes to chat and we'll see if we can't find them."

"You know what, Jose, why don't you do that first. I'm feeling a little light-headed," Heather said, holding her head a little with the now empty glass on the table in front of her. "I think I need to lay down for a minute."

"Oh, I hope you're not coming down with something," Josefina said, feigning worry. She knew exactly what was happening to her sister and couldn't wait to see the results. "Come on girls, let's give your mom a few minutes and find my daughters."

"I'll stay with Mom, can we just use one of the bedrooms upstairs?" Cassidy said, helping her mother stand, whose face was slightly flushed. It wouldn't be long before the changes hit her.

"Sure, go right ahead, Cassidy. You know where everything is. Come on, Jamie, let's go check the barn, we've been doing some new work out there," the disguised futa bull said, leading the younger girl out the door and leaving her sister behind, confident the newly Infected woman would be able to handle her own daughter.

Cassidy slowly walked her staggering mother towards the stairs and helped her up them, somewhat surprised by the sudden change to Heather. She had been fine before and hadn't done anything strenuous all day. Maybe she had been coming down with something and it only showed now. Cassidy didn't have a clue, she just settled on helping her mom get into bed and rest.

"Thanks honey," Heather said once she was situated under some sheets. "I'm feeling pretty hot, could you get me some water? Or maybe some more of that milk?"

"Sure, Mom, just hold on, I'll be right back." She ignored her mother's heavy breathing, rationalizing that the climb up the stairs must have tired her out. She quickly walked downstairs and opened up the fridge, pulling out the milk inside, figuring that the colder liquid would be better for her mom. She poured a glass, her nose tingling at the delicious smell. She normally wasn't one for milk, but this stuff smelled incredible. She took a small sip of it as she walked back up the stairs, savoring the taste. She might have taken another sip if a sudden moan hadn't come from the room she had laid her mother in, startling her and making her rush down the hallway.

"Mom, are you-!" Cassidy froze in the doorway, looking at the woman who occupied the space she had left her mother. The gorgeous creature could barely be recognized as the Heather she knew, but the similarities were there. Most obvious, thanks to the woman's severely arched back, were her bare tits, massive teardrop globes that jiggled and bounced with every twitch. Cassidy couldn't be sure, but they seemed to be growing too, puffing up even larger than they were.

"Ohh, sweetie, I didn't hear you come in. I guess I was doing my own kind of 'coming'," the woman said, giggling a little. Cassidy recognized her mother's voice coming out of the creature, but that was about it. Her face was young and beautiful, happy and very slightly empty. It was a look Cassidy wasn't sure she liked, though she was having trouble focusing on it thanks to her mother's topless state. Those breasts, so large, so heavy, so firm, continued to creep into her mind the longer she looked at them, Her own chest was woefully inferior by comparison, something she confirmed for herself by pulling the garment off.

"What's wrong sweetie? Jealous of these big fat mommy milkers?" Heather asked, looking at her daughter's firm but small boobs. "Don't feel bad, you've got such a nice ass, it's probably nicer than mine. Er, well, nicer than mine was. I can feel that growing too."

"Mom, what...happened to you?" Cassidy asked, stripping her pants off too, taking a look at her admittedly very nice butt before snapping back to her mother. Those tits wouldn't let her go, she just had to keep looking at them.

"I dunno, but it felt really good. It still feels really good. Especially my boobs, they're so full. I think I'm...ohhh...yeah, I'm gonna...ahhhh...." Heather sighed as small dribbles of milk eased out of her nipples. She knew the feeling from when she had nursed her daughters, but now it felt better than it ever had then.

"Oh, you're...you're making...you..." Cassidy couldn't finish her sentence, to busy staring at the growing flow of milk coming from her mother's chest. A fiendish thirst hit her, suddenly there and omnipresent, begging her to do the natural thing. She stepped forward and slowly gripped Heather's tits, her small hands massaging the enormous boobflesh and coaxing more milk out. Heather, for her part, didn't fight it; she looked down at her daughter as the girl's face got closer to her protruding, leaking tits. Her entranced and greedy face warmed her heart and overfull breasts.

"Mmmm, come on sweetie, let Mooo-Mommy take care of you. Drink up, it's sooooo goooood." Cassidy noted the long, animalistic moans coming from her mother, but the boobs consuming her field of view ate up her attention. The milk spilling over her hands was warm and made the young woman wonder what it would feel like on tongue, what it would taste like, what sounds Heather would make. Needing the answers to those questions, Cassidy let her mouth close around a perky nipple and curiously licked at it and the cream coming from it.

"Ohhhh, yes, mooooo, good girl, drink up moooo milk. Mmm, it's the same as what I drank downstairs. Yes, just like that. Moo-makes me feel all fuzzy, mooo..." Heather slipped further into the feeling of having her breast drained, clouded eyes idly watching her daughter's butt slowly rise. Her wide hips were slowly being complemented by a gorgeously bouncy ass and her legs were getting a little longer, raising her up to the perfect height to have a cock between her cheeks. Heather saw Cassidy shudder a little, putting some jiggle in that new tushy, and glimpsed her daughter's chest start to expand before a particularly enthusiastic suck made her close her eyes in bliss.

Heather's body shook and quivered with instinctual bliss while Cassidy continued to drink. She didn't see her daughter's body continue to ripple and expand, her little girl's breasts gaining monstrous size in seconds. The small globes jumped in size with every mouthful swallowed and Cassidy felt better and better. Eventually, she was in no better state than her mother, humming happily even as Heather gurgled in rapture. The heat in their bodies was fierce, but only the mother's had an avenue for release. Cassidy could only gulp down more milk, hold her brown hair back, and hope she could hold on.

Eventually, finally, Heather's milky breast ran dry. Cassidy continued to suckle ineffectually for a few seconds longer before she released the nipple with a pop. Her lashes fluttered open, revealing her glassy, dazed eyes, and her mouth opened in a happy, half-crazed smile. Her tongue hung out slightly and she looked at her mother, no better than herself, and struggled to form words.

She nearly succeeded, gradually rising out of her daze and creeping back from the brink, when her hands found the bottoms of her breasts. Her huge breasts. Her huge, wobbling, jiggling, milk-filled breasts. She swallowed and reopened her mouth to ask what in the world had happened to her.

Instead of words, a dumb, happy, giddy moo left the brand new hucow's lips at the same time the first streams of milk came out of her breasts.

Cassidy immediately jumped with surprise, but still giggled, feeling her hugely oversized breasts bounce with her, coming to a stop five seconds after the rest of her. She experimentally squeezed at them, nearly cumming on the spot from unexpected pleasure. Once her vision cleared a little, she looked at Heather, who was staring back with the same empty and hungry look that Cassidy unknowingly wore herself. The two hucows that used to be mother and daughter couldn't string their thoughts together anymore except to think that the other looked like they really wanted a kiss.

The lunged for each other at the same time, the huge weights of their breasts throwing their aim off slightly, but they both quickly ended up kneeling on the bed, their lips sealing over each other's while their massive milky tits squished and jiggled together. They both giggled, hands roaming their bodies, teasing, poking, stroking, and squeezing until they were both worked up and their nipples were dripping. With a few quick but far from deft movements, they were in a 69 position, with faces buried in breasts instead of cunts. Both the cows happily took a nipple in their mouths, taking deep drinks of the other's milk. Ecstasy surged through them and their hands dove for the other's pussy, eager to bring the other to orgasm.

The climbed the peak effortlessly, driven on by their virus-filled bodies. In final moment before they came, both Heather and Cassidy resurfaced for a scant moment, both wondering what had happened to Jamie before they hit the climax. Twin long, ecstatic moos rang out through the house as the cows inside the women made their pleasure known and Cassidy and Heather joyfully embraced their new existences.