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Chapter 57 by Roar of The Winning Punch Roar of The Winning Punch

Well?

Yoplait Gogurt Cowgirl!

We find ourselves a few minutes in the past, Stella is still a comatose non-entity, and Michael is riding high on a power trip.

You look at the unresponsive form of Stella, and smile to yourself. You play with her limp limbs for a bit, rising them up and letting them drop to her side, how divine. A blank slate.

Organization: General Mills

New Rule: General Mills is beta testing a new kind of Brand Ambassador for their yogurt franchise Yoplait. After years of genetic experimentation they've made a perfect cow-woman hybrid with gargantuan breasts which each have four, six inch long nipples on them, each of which produces a different flavor Go-gurt.

New Rule: The School of The Rulebook's owner has agreed to be the first to accept one of these Cow girls as a student. Stella is a happy, goofy, mostly empty headed, subservient type of gals who loves being property of the Yoplait brand. She's happy to talk about any of their products, and is excessively knowledgeable about all things yogurt. She loves giving out free samples from her constantly full breasts. Her three biggest turn-ons are breastfeeding, cocks, and talking about yogurt. She's very **** to please, and will allow anyone to fuck her if she's turned on.

You shut the book, and see a glorious sight.

Stella's hair has been dyed an impossibly intricate rainbow of pastels, This cotton candy colored hairdo, cascades over her head, and down her shoulders and back. Two round tipped cow horns jut from the side of her head harmlessly. Her ears are now cow ears, colored the same rainbow color as her hair. Her gorgeous face is the same. If it does look different that is only because the consciousness animating that face is different. She looks happier, calmer, dumber almost guaranteed. She looks up at you curiously with big eyes.

Her breasts have doubled in size, and are now pooled up in her lap.

Her feet are gone, big bummer for a foot man like yourself. Replaced by hoofs, like a minotaur, crazy. At her ankle her rainbow colored hair returns with long tuffs of fur which she has bundled up and tied up with cute pink bows.

"Mooo." She say happily, beaming up at you. "Look at my tits!" She says it with more enthusiasm then you've ever heard from her. "They're filled with delicious pro-biotic yogurt! By the way!" She giggles and looks up at you. "I gots no idea where I am!"

You smile back at her, not able to stop yourself from admiring your strangest creation yet. "I'm giving you a tour of the school, and I wanted to show you our bathrooms."

"Please look at my tits! Neato!" Stella 2.0 admires the room. "Sure is small!"

"We have bigger ones, this is a private bathroom." You help her to her feet... erm hoofs. Which she is somehow able to walk on just fine, what have you done you mad man?

She continues to giggle, as you help her out. "Please look at my tits. You said private, and it made me think of your private parts hahaha!" Once she's able to recover from her laughing fit, she just stares at you and bites her lip way too seductively.

"My private parts." You tease. "That's pretty sudden. We only just met."

She shrugs, cooly. Her hair swishes, and you can't get over how cute it is. "Please look at my tits, I know we only just met." She takes your hands and directs it to her crowded areola, letting you grasp whatever nipple takes your interest. "But I feel like I can trust you soooo much, and I bet you're a super good boink." She lets out a low sultry moo, as you begin to jerk off one of her nipples, banana flavor yogurt spurting everywhere.

"You're right about that." You grin, and lick your hand clean. Pretty good! Little sweet.

She returns your grin, and hops up on the counter. She spreads her legs reveal a rainbow patch of pubic hair, newly grown for current form. "Why don't cha show me? Stella would love to thank you for showing her this bathroom." She doesn't even wait for you to come to a conclusion, and just starts rubbing her clit with the frantic motions of a porn star.

"Hmmm." You mutter as you consider the moment.

Wasn't fucking Stella what got you into this situation to being with?

Wasn't there something else you came here to do? Or maybe someone?

What's next?

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