"Are you sure you want to go, Mary?"

"Yes."

"But... why? It's a unique opportunity, sure... but is it really worth losing your body? Your form? Who you are?"

"I'm losing nothing, Gabby. I'm going to go. I'll pay for it myself if I have to."

"Fine. But you'll find no haven if you come back crying as a bug or something."

"Go fuck yourself."

Mary sat at her desk with a sigh. It had been a long walk to her hotel. Sunbright was an entirely carless city, the only transport being the air trams that floated between the buildings. So, most people walked around. Or flew, or galloped. She was hoping for wings, at first, until talking with some locals online, before her trip. It turns out, flying is a big workout, and wings take a lot of maintenance to keep healthy. She... didn't want that much effort. Eventually, whatever she did turn into would be right for her. There was no reason to worry about that. Even now, on her first day, sitting in her seat, she felt... something. Not a change, not a physical effect, more like a sensation. A sixth sense, of something... powerful, all around her. The air felt heavy and potent, the whole world seemed to be speaking through that something. She shook her head. She was here to do a job, and this was getting distracting. A deep breath. She saw her reflection in her laptop screen.

"You've got this, Mary," she said to herself, with some effort. It wasn't that she didn't believe in her abilities... she knew she was a good writer. But now that she was here? With so many bright lights, loud sounds, everyone moving with such purpose in their step... she couldn't deny that it was overwhelming. So, she sat at her desk, and considered who to interview. She had gotten one, so far. Aetherial. Her notes were a bit frantic and scribbled, though... She'd like to talk more with her, to get more information. Probably not today, though. She didn't know anyone else in the area, as she thought through her information. Oh. Except one.

Rene. She had to call Rene up before her trip here, to book such a long stay. When she mentioned her reason for visiting, Rene seemed particularly happy. Her voice over the phone was jovial, and excitable. She seemed like a perfect subject for an interview. And she was in the building, right now. It almost seemed too perfect. Mary took another deep breath, and picked up her notepad, a pen, and her phone. Finally, she got up out of her seat, and walked out of her hotel room.

Rene's office was at the top of the 7 story apartment building, so Mary decided to take the elevator from the first floor. It rose slowly, creaking as it went, the old elevator threatening to stop working altogether. But it, of course, kept going up, at its slow, steady pace. Finally, the doors opened on the seventh floor, directly into a receptionist's area. It was spotlessly clean, but homey, with wooden floors and big windows at the back of the room. Chairs sat against both side walls, and in front of the windows was a receptionist's desk. The woman behind it stood out like a sore thumb, with a constant glare on her face. Beyond that, she also seemed to be part lizard, with green skin, large unblinking eyes, and a long forked tongue that she was using to flip the pages of her magazine. Mary was nervous, but worked up the confidence to step forwards, towards the desk. The woman didn't look up as she approached, or seemed to acknowledge her presence.

"Uh, hello ma'am, I'm wondering if I could see-"

"Name." Her voice was annoyed, but clear and concise.

"O-oh, sorry, my name is Mary Lightfoot. I am renting here, so I'm probably in your-"

"She's free. Go on in." The lizard still didn't look up from her magazine.

"Right, uh. Thank you, miss...?"

"The door is unlocked, you can go in." The lizard spoke with a sigh in her voice.

"Oh. O-okay. Sorry. Yea. Okay. I'm gonna go now."

Mary walked through the door into a humble little office. It had dark green carpets, deep reddish brown wooden walls, and a big, heavy looking desk covered in papers of different kinds. The place was lit with lamps attached to either wall, giving the place the aesthetic of an old, gas lit victorian home. Cutting through that perfect, dark atmosphere was a massive woman, sitting behind the desk. She was 6 feet tall at least, and had extraordinary curves that dwarfed anything Mary had. Her breasts were almost the same size as her head, and her butt seemed to spill over the sides of her office chair. She was wearing a surprisingly casual outfit, just a t-shirt and jeans, but both were seemingly struggling to hold her overwhelming size. However, none of that caught Mary's attention. What caught her attention was the fact that the woman had a pair of yellowed, chipped horns on her head, black and white spotted skin... and an udder just above her waist. She made no attempt to hide it... but she probably couldn't have, even if she wanted to. The hem of her t-shirt was resting on top of the appendage, allowing it to be open to the air. The woman looked up as Mary entered, and her bored, serious expression immediately turned to glee.

"Mary! Oh it's so wonderful to see you! Come over here, come over here!" She waved Mary over quickly. She talked as if she was talking to an old friend, despite only having talked over the phone. Mary walked over, a bit nervous, sitting down in a chair across from her.

"Oh, uh. It's nice to see you too, ma'am, I'm just here to ask some questions, for my job? I talked with you over the phone about it, but there's no pressure if you don't want to-"

"Oh nonsense! I've got the next few hours cleared, you can ask whatever you'd like! Here." She took a pitcher from the table, and poured two glasses of... iced tea. For some reason, Mary had expected milk.

"Oh, uh, thank you, I was pretty thirsty." She took a sip of the drink... and it was wonderful. A country style iced tea, with a bit of sugar, and a lot of milk. She blinked. "Uh. Hold on, you didn't... make this? Like... from... scratch?" She asked, looking a bit nervous.

"Oh of course, dear! There's no stigma about it, here. It's just milk, after all." She took a drink of hers, as well, downing nearly the entire glass at once. "Cowgirl milk is the only type you can get. Unless you want almond milk." She grimaces. "Horrible stuff. Anyway, are you going to get to your questions? I'm excited to see what you've got!"

Mary's head was spinning, like she'd just been wound up and let go like a top. She looked down at her drink, trying to reason in her head the fact that she'd just drank this person's milk. It tasted perfectly normal, so she supposed it was fine. She couldn't get over a bit of a feeling of arousal in her chest, though. It was a kink of hers, after all. She tried to push it down, and get to her questions. "A-ah, uh. Right. Yea, that's right, um. I need your full name, first. If that's okay."

"Rene Glass!" She smiled. "Never knew my parents, so I got to choose my name. I quite like it, myself." She smiled.

"Oh, uh. Me too. Choosing my name, I mean. I knew my parents. They just weren't particularly great." She moved on, quickly, not wanting to dwell. "Uh, how did the magic of the city affect you?"

She looked up slightly, in thought. "Well, at first I just started putting on some weight. I was too thin, before, almost unhealthily so. I was always obsessed with eating only when I absolutely needed to." She sighed. "I hated it. I wanted to leave, wanted to run away. But something told me to stay. To relax, and see what happened. My boobs got a lot bigger. My butt, too." She patted it for emphasis. "I got paler. Looked a bit spooky for a few days, before my spots came in. The horns came next. Then the udder." She patted that too. It leaked a bit. "Oop, sorry about that. Haven't milked it today, heh!" She spoke nonchalantly, but Mary was exceedingly uncomfortable. Not because she was creeped out, or disturbed... but because she wasn't. In fact, she was moving in her seat to hide a slowly growing erection in her pants.

"Uh, yea. Right. Sure. So-" She flipped through her notebook. "Did you get a power, from the change?"

She grinned, wide. "Oh you betcha. A fun one too. Maybe not as 'useful' as some other folks' powers, but I wouldn't trade it for nothin'." She grins, leaning over the desk. Her breasts rest on top of it, as if their weight is too much for her to carry alone. Mary turns beet red.

"U-uhhhh, what... what is it...?"

She grabs Mary by the collar and pulls her in closer, a devilish look on her face. "Well... let me give you a taste. I've seen you staring at my udders, at my boobs, I know you're feeling pent up down there. Let yourself go. Let's have some fun."

Mary sputters, trying to form a normal sentence and completely failing. She gives up after a moment and just eeps out a quiet "Y-Yes..."

Rene doesn't wait a moment longer. She lets go of Mary and stands up behind the desk, a grin on her face. In one quick movement, she pulls off her t-shirt, and her bra, tossing both of them aside, letting her boobs loose. They bounce, up and down, her nipples sticking out like teats, leaking slightly. She takes a deep breath and sighs. "Ah, good to let the girls out sometimes, am I right?" Mary nods quickly, still frozen in place, flustered. The cowgirl walks around her desk, up to Mary, and stands in front of her. Her udder sways back and forth as she stops, the four teats just at the height of Mary's head, and... very close to her face. Rene just leans down a bit and pats her on the head.

"Go on, honey. Take some right from the tap."

Mary's mind is swimming in strange feelings. She feels hot, despite the cool temperature of the room. Her hair is standing on end. It feels like she's in a dream, or a mid-masturbratory fantasy. Her whole body shivers slightly. Her breathing is heavy. She closes her eyes. Everything is happening so fast, she can barely keep up... She holds up a hand, in a 'stop' gesture, sitting back in her seat for a moment. Rene immediately leans down, kneeling next to her. "Oh, honey, are you alright? I didn't mean to overwhelm you." She holds out a hand towards the back of Mary's head, and after she nods that it's okay, starts running it through her hair. "Take your time, darling. It's alright." Mary shakes her head. "N-no, I'm okay. I'm good. We can continue. I just... I just needed a minute, to catch up, heh..." She still felt nervous, but in a more fun way. Rene grinned, standing back up, her udder still out, bouncing a bit as she does. "Good, good. Now, where were we?"

Mary takes a deep breath. This is why she's here. To try the weird, fun, sexy stuff that Sunbright has to offer. She leans forwards slightly. She's nervous, but can't deny how much she wants to suck Rene dry, to drink her milk- Suddenly, she feels a hand on the back of her head, and feels herself pulled against Rene's udder, squishing up against it, one of her teats resting on Mary's face, leaking milk in little drops onto her forehead. Rene looks down, grinning. "Go on. Suck it. You want to, I can tell." Her grip is soft, but firm, and finally, Mary wraps her mouth around the teat, and sucks.

The taste hits her tongue immediately. It's creamy, rich, deep, delicious... one of the most amazing things she's ever tasted. She sucks, more and more, drinking it down greedily, her eyes closing in bliss as she does. Her whole body reverberates with a desire for more, taking over her thoughts, hijacking her brain. She needs more. She needs to drink, and drink, and drink... and it makes her feel absolutely wonderful. Rene runs her fingers through her hair, moaning softly as she feeds Mary. Mary loses track of time, but it can't be much longer before Rene pulls away, leaving Mary grasping in front of her in hopes for more, an almost automatic response. She feels her mind slowly returning, and she opens her eyes. Rene looks wonderfully satisfied, but as Mary looks down, she notices what has happened to her.

She runs a hand down her chest, over her boobs... which have quadrupled in size. The previous B cups have expanded out to a huge size. She'd be hardpressed to fit them into a D cup now. They felt full, almost bursting, pent up and needy. She looked up to Rene, a pleading look on her face. "Mooooo?"

That wasn't what she had tried to say! She looked up, trying again... "M-moooo?" Rene laughed at her, Mary's face turning a shade of red. She liked being laughed at, for some reason. Rene walked forwards, reaching into her back pocket, and taking out a pair of plastic devices. Each one was equipped with a suction cup, and a clear plastic bottle, and the purpose of them became quickly clear. She leaned down, and reached a finger underneath Mary's shirt, looking up to her for approval, which she gave with a quick nod. Rene pulled her shirt up, and rested the hem on her newly sized breasts, grinning. She ran a finger over one of Mary's nipples, gentle as can be... and it sent shocks of pleasure up her spine. If that's how good just a touch felt... Well, she wouldn't have to wonder for long. Rene took both of the devices and pushed them against Mary's chest, as they latched on, solidly held in place by their own suction. Some sensor in them had apparently already tripped, as they started sucking, pulling, milking her. It felt heavenly.

She closed her eyes, focusing on the feeling. Her whole body was enveloped in this wonderful, warm pleasure, like she was in a hot tub. However, all of it was centered around her breasts, heavy on her chest, slowly being milked for all they're worth. Rene pet her head, grinning. "Aw, you're a good dairy cow, hmm?" Mary looked up, responding in the expected way. "Moooo~" Each tug, each time they pulled on her, she felt her body flare with need, with sensation. She felt the milk flowing out of her, like she was meant for this. Like she was made for this. A good dairy cow. A good dairy cow. A good dairy cow-

A good dairy cow. A good dairy cow. She wanted to be milked, she wanted to be used-

Her mind was swimming in pleasure, her thoughts dissolving as soon as they formed. A good cow doesn't think, they only moo. Just a cow. Just a cow. Just a-

She woke up, still sat in the same seat. She had no idea how much time had passed, but she felt dazed, dizzy. She looked down, to find her breasts had shrunk back down. And draped over her lap was a blanket, warm and soft... She felt comfy, and nice. As she looked up, Rene met her gaze from the other side of the desk, grinning. "Had fun, darling?" She opened her mouth, and was almost surprised to hear her normal voice. "Y-yea. That was... that was really nice, heheh..." She giggled a little bit, blushing, and Rene smiled wide. "I'm so glad to hear it, hun. You want anything? I made some hot cocoa, not sure if it's your thing or not." She slid a mug across the table to Mary, and she took it quickly, drinking. She was craving sugar, and didn't even realize it until it hit her tongue. It was just the right temperature, and didn't burn her tongue as it went down, the chocolate taste coating the inside of her mouth. Rene giggled. "I guess you like it, heheh." She walked around the desk, up to Mary, and took out two glass bottles. Each was filled with milk, and each... had Mary's name on it.

She handed one to Mary. "Here, think of it as a souvenir. Or just drink it. Or give it to someone else to drink. I won't judge." She shrugged, walking over to a cabinet on the wall, and opening it to reveal shelves upon shelves of identical bottles, with other names on them. She put Mary's among them. "I hope you don't mind if I keep my own memento~" Mary shook her head. "N-no, you... you can do that if you want." She started getting up, setting her empty mug on the desk, and looking around. "I-I need to get going- what time is it?" Rene looked at her watch. "Oh, about 5. You were being milked for almost 30 minutes." Mary blinked. It hadn't felt nearly that long. "O-Oh, yea, I need to get back to work, find my next interview..." She started walking out the door, but Rene put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, if you ever want to do that again, or just wanna talk, my office is always open." Her expression was genuine, and kind. It was the kind of statement that someone else might make just as a kindness, but Rene wasn't someone else. She was being honest and true. Mary smiled. "That- that means a lot, thank you." She walks out the door, and Rene waves goodbye. "Oh, and call me when you start changing! I wanna see how cute you turn out!" Mary blushes a deep red as she closes the door behind her.