It's not even a choice

"Do it. Do it, do it, do it, do it, DO IT, DO IT!!! MAKE ME A COW!! MAKE ME EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED!!" The lust-crazed redhead threw herself at the queen's feet, ripping her shirt open as wide as she could to show off her tits, already clearly more than a handful and wobbling everywhere.

"Very eager," Aphrodite said, already holding out another shimmering droplet of milk. "Let's see if you turn out as well as your sister."

"I...I get choose how big my tits get, right?" Holly asked, her eyes wide and imploring, mouth just an inch away from the damning drop of cream. She likely couldn't have looked more eager if she had tried.

"That's what I promised. And I keep my promises." That was good enough for Holly. The ravenous girl leapt forward, cleaning Aphrodite's finger in an instant. The redhead's eyes jumped even wider as the globule's flavor exploded in her mouth, instantly forcing pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt into her already excited body. Whatever she had expected to feel from watching Whitney's own transformation, she had grossly underestimated. She could barely keep her knees under her and knew that she would have fallen over if she had been on her feet.

"Aaaauuggghh.... mmmnnnhhh.... nnngGGggHhh... g-goooood... mooo~ooorreeee..... I'm...I'll... aagGGHHH YES!!! IT'S SO GOOOD!!!" Holly screamed, shaking as the single drop of milk wreaked havoc on her. Her bucking torso stayed vertical as long as possible, but eventually she couldn't help but collapse, pulling at her clothes and succeeding in stripping them off. Her already generous breasts flattened on her chest and her hips unconsciously humped the air, seeking something and squirting Holly's fluids everywhere when it didn't get it.

Her true transformation started at the bottom, the skin of her legs becoming smooth and beautiful, simultaneously gaining a thick pair of thighs. Her hips cracked loudly and the tingle of growth made Holly look down at her suddenly widening lower half. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh FUCK!" she whispered and then cried as her pussy and womb poured new, instinctual need into her mind. The part of being a human cow she had never thought of - being mated, impregnated, bred - abruptly dominated her thoughts. She wondered if her sister had the same instinct now and for a moment imagined them both leaking milk from massively over sized teats for two babies each as they were both filled with a third by handsome, well hung bulls.

Holly shrieked and arched her body as she came powerfully at her fantasy, her changes accelerating. Her waist pulled in just a hint before her tits exploded outward, surging with new, jiggly flesh. The crimson-haired girl wailed with satisfaction, body undulating and encouraging even more growth. She was so absorbed in her breasts' growth that she didn't note the rest of her changes, her hair becoming perfect, face refined, ears becoming pointed the same as her sister's. What really mattered were her tits , surging bigger by the second.

She drank in the sight of them, cumming from that alone. Outstripping the size of any bra she had ever seen, the wobbling titflesh was the most beautiful thing she had ever laid eyes on. She slowly **** through her climaxing and rose back to her knees, almost falling forward from the sudden weight of her new chest. She reached to hold them up, the raw sensation of her fingers on them almost making her fall over again and definitely making her cum again.

Even once she was stable, she couldn't wrap her mind around her new size, enormous and heaving. As promised, she was undoubtedly bigger than her sister, even before her milk came it. Her nipples were thick and firm, jutting points that ached to fulfill their purpose. And the shudder that rolled down her spine, accompanied by a sudden pressure inside her flesh told her they wouldn't have to wait.

Holly's breath caught at the feeling of her milk ducts starting to work. Pressure was quickly followed by a sense of fullness, then another new instinct hit her. In her earlier fantasy, breastfeeding her young had seemed like the natural course, an inevitability of having children. Now, giving milk would be the reason she got bred, not the effect of it. She would give milk, as much as she could, and be the best milk cow she could possibly be, just like she always wanted.

Eager to feel the first drops leave her swollen teat, Holly heaved one massive breast up, shifting the globe around until the tip was pointed at her, surrounded by her big pink areola. With fiendish desire and not a speck of hesitation, she stuffed the nub into her mouth, sucking on it hard. The dual sensation of having the sensitive flesh suckled and the first drops of cream moving through her boob had Holly's eyes rolling. Taste, the taste of herself, splashed onto her tongue, rooting her in the present.

The present where she was lactating into her own mouth out of her huge jugs that were enormous beyond belief. Right next to her sister, who was quaking with orgasm every other minute and whose own giant tits were pouring with milk. It was everything she had ever wanted, every dark fantasy she had cum violently to in the middle of the night. She came then, from the taste of her milk, the size of her tits, the aching of her cunt, and the emptiness of her womb. Holly's eyes sparkled with delight and stared at Whitney and Aphrodite, drinking in the sight of her creamy crimson sister and the goddess they would be milked for. And then she gushed.

Aphrodite watched both new cowgirls gushing from the tits and cunt, staining the floor with their fluids. Both garnet-haired women were practically catatonic from the utter fulfillment that consumed them, but had just enough presence of mind to crash into each other lips locking as they squeezed their breasts, milk leaving their tits in a stream and splashing everywhere. A stray drop landed on Aphrodite's face and she carefully guided it to her mouth, eager to taste what she had made possible. The flavor exploded on her tongue, sweet and purely delicious, but also stirred a hunger she hadn't known she had.

In retrospect, she could have expected something like this. Pregnancy cravings were nothing new for women, and she was the epitome of womankind, carrying the child of the peak, the god of humanity. It would make sense for her to have some intense cravings. In the present though, the only rational thought was that she hungered for hucow milk and she had two prime specimens right in front of her that existed to provide.

"Holly, come," she commanded, her voice laced with the mandate of the virus. The younger cow had **** but to obey, but she did it gleefully, rising unsteadily and sitting down next to Aphrodite, who didn't wait an instant. Like lightning, she was face first in the crimson hucow's prodigious tit, mouth latched around her nipple and drinking deeply. Both of them were lost in a maelstrom of pleasure, moaning for all they were worth, one at the taste of pure, glorious cream, the other in bliss at being milked and fulfilling her soul's purpose.

Aphrodite didn't hesitate to glut herself on Holly's milk, loving the tingling the liquid sent through her body. She slowly sank lower as she swallowed the endless liquid, turning to keep her mouth on the teat, until she way laying across the redheaded little cow's lap and gulping down heady cream. Holly slumped over too, shifting so her gushing tit was as easy to drink from as possible. Bent nearly in half, she let herself sink the last few inches to lay her head on the goddess' own mouthwatering boobs, sighing throatily with unmatched bliss.

All around the intertwined goddess and cow, the neko girls set upon Whitney with just as much enthusiasm, drinking and sharing the other redhead's milk between them. The ones of them that had cock quickly put them to use, offering them to the older hucow to suck on until they came. All of them moaned with pleasure, languishing in sex and milk, gushing from every hole they had and turning the room into a milky paradise.