She starts to change

Jesse continued about her morning, scrolling through news sites and putting on her nature music CD. As she did so, she felt more at ease about the gift; hell, it even made her breasts look a bit bigger.

After working on her laptop for a couple hours, Jesse began to feel strangely hungry again. As she rummaged through the fridge for something to graze on, her eyes fell upon the salami left over from yesterday and she felt her stomach churn; the meat was not what she wanted.

Finally, Jesse's eyes landed on a whole head of lettuce sent by her admirer. Feeling her stomach settle, she immediately tore into the fresh leaves, feeling the water run down her chin as she devoured it down to the stem.

Panting from her meal, Jesse felt completely full, her outer clothes strangely tight around her waistline; she also noticed her breasts were a bit bigger, the cow bra stretching to accommodate the changes.

Jesse started to feel anxious about the sudden shift, but as the nature sounds played and the cow bellows drifted from her neighbors, she felt at ease with the change.

"I guess there's nothing bad about that," she thought to herself. "Maybe going from a B-cup to a C-cup will increase my popularity!"

Jesse walked back up to her room and spent her entire afternoon snapping photos of herself wearing only her fluffy gown and her cow bra, editing them, and posting them on her social sites.

But as she watched the comments and likes pour in, she felt... empty. It was like the attention of strangers had lost some of its appeal. Sighing, she decided to have dinner and turn in for the night.

Just as she thought that she heard a knock at the door, rushing downstairs, she felt a surge of gratitude rush through her; she could finally thank her admirer for the tasty food, relaxing music, and beautiful cow bra! She flung open the door to reveal... an enormous bushel of vegetables, sitting next to a bottle of wine, with a note on top.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Jesse flipped open the card, laughing at the design of a happy cow with big pink udders hanging below it and a party hat on its head and over its teats. The note read:

Dear Jesse

I felt like giving you a present to make you feel more at home here. I've hidden a surprise under these tasty vegetables; be sure to finish them all before you open it!

From your admirer

Jesse looked at the bushel skeptically; how did he know she was craving vegetarian food? It was a bit big, about half the size of her chiller box, but the juicy vegetables smelled so fresh and sweet!

She brought the bushel to her table and set it down, feeling that ravenous hunger stir in her again at the sight of all that food. Her self-control lasted just long enough for her to strip out of her fluffy dressing gown and fill a glass of wine.

What followed was an animalistic frenzy as Jesse chomped the lettuce, smallowed the cucumbers, and devoured the carrots, but as she gorged herself, she stopped periodically to drink more of the delicous wine; she felt it stripping her self-control as she began to get drunker and the intrusive thoughts in her head grew louder.

"What a wonderful person our admirer is; this bra suits me so well; I would look good as a cowgirl; those cows sound so happy; I should act like them," with her rational thoughts being drowned out.

Finally, a very bloated Jesse reached the bottom of the bushel. Finding a box at the bottom, she drunkenly opened it to reveal a butt plug with a realistic cowtail protruding from the back!

Even in her drunken state, Jesse found the gift slightly off-putting; she had never tried ass play with her previous partners and never something like this! But as she looked at it, she felt weirdly turned on.

"Why the fuck not?" Her inner voice said, "You already wore the cow bra, and it's not like anyone will know you wore it."

Feeling daring, Jesse slowly worked the tailplug into herself, feeling it fill her expanded ass in a pleasant way, the tail portion swaying as she moved. Jesse felt a shiver of pleasure as it moved with her.

Her drunken behavior continued for some time; she pranced around her room, took selfies of herself, crawled across her floor, and moaned as she pulled her nipples through her bra fabric.

Finally she collapsed into bed to the sounds of cattle bellowing in the night; little did she know she would join their chorus soon.