It was a calm and dark night. The alarm clock read 4:03AM and the only noise throughout the room was a large box fan on a low setting. Not that it was hot, if anything it was fairly cold, but the human sleeping on the bed liked the white noise. It was a she, wearing little more than black panties, a thin black bra, and a gray pajama top. She had long brown hair that stretched down to her shoulders and a fairly clean face, as well as the rest of her light colored body. She wasn’t fat by any means, a good 180 pounds, though with a B size bust, she was smaller compared with the rest of her friends.



She was sleeping and dreaming, dreaming of a farm. She walked out of the milk barn carrying two iron buckets filled with milk. She couldn’t recall where she got the milk from- dreams were often hazy like that, some parts were easy to recall, others were messy. She set the two buckets down in front of that red colored barn with a black roof and turned to it with a smile. She was on a farm and having a simple life, far away from that hustle and bustle that was the city. In the back of her mind, she knew it was a dream and that it would end soon, but she’d enjoy it for what it was.



She’d suddenly get a tap on the shoulder and turn around to see an anthro horse- a horse with a very dark brown mane and largely brown hide, with white splotches here and there- mainly on her arms and legs which showed signs of feathering. She also had a white spot right above that crotch of hers, and when the woman looked down farther; she noticed the horse was wearing nothing at all- exposing a sheath to what looked like a large cock. “I ah…uh…you…need help?” the human asked, nervously in front of that horse.



“Hrm?” The anthro horse looked down at her, the horse’s short dark tail flickering left and right. “Oh. Yeah.” She reached behind her back and pulled out a rolled up sheet of paper that quickly unraveled between the pair, rolling right down to the horse’s hooves.

“Your name is…Ashley, right?”



The woman nodded, Ashley. She was also a bit confused- she felt like this part of the dream was more real than it should have been, that time had just slowed to a crawl. Normally dreams whizzed on by to where she could recall maybe a few moments, but this particular moment felt like it was taking so much longer compared to a normal dream. “You’re uh…I don’t understand…”



“Oh. Let me explain.” The paper rolled up and the horse anthro stretched out her arms- she was clean shaven everywhere with brown hide except for that white feathering, well and the few white splotches. “Just trying something new here, dream invading. You ever see Nightmare on Elm Street? Short version of the story, horror guy invades teenager’s dreams and kills them in their sleep. They die in the dream? They die for real. Guy did real sick stuff. I admire his creativity, though, even if he has some pretty stupid moments. Name’s Myu, by the way.”



Ashley stepped back until her pajama shirt touched the side of that red barn. “B-but I’m 21…a-and you’re going to kill me?” This pleasant dream was starting to turn into a nightmare. She just had to wake up, she kept telling herself to wake up, she even resorted to slapping her own face, and yet she not only didn’t wake up, she felt the sting of her own face slap, something that should have never happened in a dream- she FELT something.



“What do you think I am, a monster?” Myu rolled her eyes and put a hand on her hip. “…okay admittedly I MAY have absorbed some people into me in one way or another, but I don’t outright hurt people. I just…hum…how should I…oh yes.” Myu snapped her fingers and the entire farm scene around the two began to fade- the entire background waving slightly back and fourth as it did, as if she was providing some sort of cheesy transition. The world around them went completely black, but the pair could still see each other just fine.

“I guess you could say…” the world slowly came back into view the same way it had left, slowly waving around, but reappearing. “I change things.” The scene they were in didn’t look like it had changed much- rather than outside the barn, the two were now inside of it, inside a milking stall by the looks of it.



Ashley looked down at the milking device just behind her- two large suction cups attached to metal tubes that went behind the wall. “Kind of overkill to change everything around us like that just to move us inside the barn.” She mumbled. She still had to admit, Myu was still rather intimidating, but also strange. She was still shaking in her, well she wasn’t wearing boots- actually she was barefoot, but it wasn’t like she could get out. The stall was too huge and Myu was blocking the exit. She didn’t dare try to see if she could move faster than a horse; it was a fight she just couldn’t win. “What…are you going to change then?” she had to ask. “Besides the background.”



Myu smirked at that. “I like to overachieve. Plus, moving you into a stall like this was much more fun than just pushing you into one- not that that would have been hard to do mind you.” She said flexing an arm. She wasn’t muscular, but she was definitely toned. Combine that with her horse heritage and she was stronger than the average human “As for what else I’m going to change? Well…”



There was a moment of silence between the pair, Ashley waiting for Myu to answer, and Myu just standing there with crossed arms and a smirk. Ashley could suddenly pick up the sounds of motors running behind her. She turned her head and looked at that wall.

Suddenly, the two suctions with metal tubing sprung to life. The metal flexed like a snake, and the suction cups were the heads. They flung wildly before lunging out and sticking onto Ashley’s own boobs.

Ashley yelped and reached down. She tried to pull those suctions free, but it just felt like she was pulling at her own boobs when she pulled at the tubing. “H-hey. Get these things off of me!”



“That’s no way to treat a thirsty milk machine.” Myu reached forward and grabbed Ashley’s hands. She pulled them to her and, with that wicked grin, pushed Ashley’s middle finger and index finger together on each hand, all while the milk machine sucked away. It wasn’t getting much of anything from Ashley’s boobs- especially considering she was still clothed. Though the clothing that covered her breasts were soon ripped open by that milk machine, revealing Ashley’s nipples and areola- at least to the machine. The suctions made it hard for the pair to see themselves.



Ashley wasn’t sure whether to pull away from the milk machine, or from Myu rubbing her hands. It wasn’t that either one hurt, but when she was being toyed with? Well, she had a very good imagination of what Myu meant when she said what else she would change. She pulled and tugged her arms back to no avail. She tried pushing away with her feet, but Myu was like a brick wall, she just would not budge. She could feel her fingers shifting with that rubbing which made her pause briefly in her struggle to see her middle and index finger on each of her hands fusing together. What empty space there was between each finger was gone; it looked as if skin now covered that empty spot and any attempt to move the two apart was in vain, Ashley’s fingers had just been fused together! At least, two of her fingers- it made moving them difficult, but not impossible.



She was distracted again when she felt a cold rush from her boobs. She glanced down at her fairly small breast and noticed it was, not only expanding in that suction cup milker, but that milk was beginning to leak out from those very nipples. Her nipples felt so cold, as if the milk she was putting out was at refrigerator temperature, and it was making those very same nipples stiff. It was hard to see in the suctions, but she swore she saw them longer, too. “L-let…let me go. Please.” She begged.



“Good thing you’re a fleer and not a fighter. If you were going to kick me in my balls then you were going to have a REAL nightmare on your hands.” Myu says with her head down at Ashley’s fingers, but her eyes up at Ashley’s panicked face- Myu’s irises turning blood red briefly before they faded back to their normal green. She let those two fingers, well now largely one finger go, but only to grab her ring finger and her pinkie finger, doing much of the same to those two fingers- fusing those together.



Two more suctions also slowly slithered out of the wall- they didn’t need an opening to appear, it was a dream- anything realistic or unrealistic could have happened. The suctions moved like snakes on the floor while Ashley was distracted before they pounced. Oddly, they didn’t pounce on her boobs- they pounced roughly half a foot below those boobs and started sucking, although it looked like they were sucking and pulling at nothing but her flesh.



Ashley wanted to scream, not in pain, but in fear. Yet when she opened her mouth, she just couldn’t get it out; it was as if she had a frog stuck in her throat. The idea of kicking Myu down there had occurred to her, but this mare just felt too strong. She could only watch as those other two fingers fused and left her with what looked like three fingers. The two fingers that had merged before now looked like one very large finger- even the very nails on those fingers fused together and the two digits that were once apart were now the same size. Ashley noticed the same thing was happening to her other fingers, and her thumb had swollen to twice its normal size, and Myu hadn’t even touched that.

What’s worse, her tits felt swollen. She was a B cup- B32 to be more precise, but even looking down at those suctions; she could now see a C, maybe going on a D. She didn’t bother thinking about how precise it was, it was just…larger. She could feel, heck she could SEE more cold milk pour out of those nipples at a much faster pace. Her nipples looked twice as long as before, and three times as thick. The milk coming out of them made it hard to judge how big they were though. “You’re turning me into some sort of milk freak. Stop it! WAKE UP ASHLEY!”



Myu couldn’t help but laugh at that statement. “You’re not turning into milk.” She says and pulls Ashley right to her. She lets go of her hands, but she wraps her own hand around her back with her hand on Ashley’s small rear. “I COULD turn you into milk though, if that’s what you really want.” She says quietly. Not once did her grin leave her face. “But, and I’m no mind reader, I don’t think you do.” She pulls her in just a bit more- enough for her equine lips to touch Ashley’s own human pair.



“N-no I-“ Ashley was cut off by the kiss. She struggled to escape, but it felt as if her lips were glued to Myu’s own, and as if Myu’s hand was glued to her ass. She tried pushing away with her odd now three fingered hands, but it just felt so strange. What felt stranger though was a pleasurable sensation, almost as if her own boobs were being milked below her already milking boobs. For just a moment, she paused in the struggle and reached underneath her set of tits to find another set of breasts growing down there. It was too hard to see down there, but those new breasts felt like a B cup- leaking their own milk. She had two sets of boobs now, both of which were being milked, all while being lip locked against her will.



Myu pulled back briefly. With her free hand, she stroked Ashley’s neck. “I didn’t think so.” She squeezed that ass of Ashley’s before she gently released, still keeping a hand on her rear, but not holding onto it. “But I’ll give you a hint. Or should I say…give yooooou a hint.” She extended that O before she spun Ashley around and gently pushed her forward away from her and the milkers.



Ashley fell forward, but those milkers kept her from getting far. She also felt like Myu was pulling on something else- she wasn’t holding onto her butt, so then…what? She turned around and saw Myu holding onto a tail- a white and black splotched tail coming from Ashley’s rear. This sent her heart racing. She felt those milkers suck away the milk from her boobs and Myu just gently holding onto that tail she now had, she just HAD to get away. She pulled and tugged as hard as she could. Getting out of Myu’s grasp was easy since she didn’t hold on that hard, but Ashley turned around and pulled at those suctions. She dug into the plastic clear suction with her large middle finger that was once her index and, well middle finger, and put her nail between her tit and the suction. With a wet ‘schlop’ noise, the suction broke off. Ashley repeated it for every other suction before she was finally free.



Unfortunately she fell backward now and landed on her rear, but now she could look down at her boobs and see that her breasts were now beginning to rival the size of her own head, each. The nipples looked almost as long as her pinkie fingers were and slightly wider, still dripping beads of milk. She reached down and cupped two more breasts underneath that, she still couldn’t see thanks to the first pair, but she guessed these ones were MAYBE DD cup, if not larger. “Y-yoooou are turning me into a cooooow!” She mooed, extending out those ‘o’s of hers. She was thankful she was free though- at least NOW she could run, and after getting up, run she did out of that barn. She didn’t know where she was going to run; she just had to get away. She didn’t care that her boobs slapped against her with every step or droplets of milk flew everywhere, she just had to get away from this…this horse before things got worse.



Ashley kept on running. She wasn’t sure how long she had ran, nor what time it even was, all she knew now was that she ran from that barn and into a dark forest placed conveniently nearby that barn. She would have taken a road, but she didn’t see that- all there was around that barn was that dark forest. At least she got away from that crazy horse, at least she thought she did- Myu didn’t seem to be following her. She began to slow her pace, panting a bit from how fast she was running. She looked less behind her, and more ahead of her. Unfortunately, she had no idea where she was. She saw a giant thick dark tree in front of her. She turned around and saw a lot of trees. To the left of her were more trees. And the right was even more trees. It was a little scary, especially since it was suddenly night time. One minute it was day, now it was night- and neither the moon nor the stars above wanted to shine down their light to help illuminate her path.



Ashley was beginning to think that while that horse was cruel, at least inside the barn it was nice and cozy, heck getting milked felt pleasurable as loathe as she felt to admit, and now who knew if she was even going to get out of here alive? “Anything happens to me in the dream happens for real…if I wake up…will I be like this?” Ashley looked at her hand- her three fingers were large- too large to use for most human purposes. She could pick up things with them, but typing would have been near impossible. She couldn’t help but notice her fingernails were short, and pitch black.



She then picked up the sound of a twig snapping, an infamous sound of another creature being nearby. The sound echoed in her head and her ears felt like they were larger and just wouldn’t shrink back down. She reached up with her odd hands and felt the side of her head to feel that her ears weren’t even ON the side of her head anymore. She reached a bit farther up and felt very cow-like ears at the top of her head. She tugged them and winced, it hurt! “Cooooow ears…” She mooed with a sigh; her cow tail swished back and fourth slowly, a tuft of brown fur on the very end of that tail.

Part of her just thought whatever made that twig snap had to be one of those false scares. Scary movies were infamous for those things. “This…this is my dream.” She said quietly and gritted her teeth. “I just have to imagine it…imagine a deer or something…and it’ll…it’ll just be a deer.” Lucid dreaming, Ashley thought. It was a thing. She heard that twig snap again, and it felt like it was right behind her. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and turned around. “Yoooou’re nothing but a little dee-“ Ashley opened her eyes, and froze in place. She wasn’t staring at a deer, but rather, two long muscular black legs, only less dark than the forest around her. These legs were just bulging with muscles. She slowly raised her head and noticed a large molted cock bulging at the knees of this beast- this beast so much taller than her that she was even below its knees. The creature was black all over- and muscle bound. This creature was clearly a he, and based on that thick muzzle face, blood red eyes, and two pristine white horns, it was a bull, and a huge bull at that. Ashley was too stunned to even consider its height- it was MAYBE 24 feet tall. The creature was so frightening she felt the color fade from her skin and a wet spot form at her feet. She glanced down briefly and noticed the wet spot was…it looked like her skin had melted off, yet she still had skin on her. The bull let Ashley lean down and put a finger in that wet spot. It had the texture of water, yet even in all of this darkness, she could make out that it was her own skin color, and looking at her big finger, besides the black nail, she had white skin, very white, as white as a sheet of paper. She looked down her arm and noticed that white continued- the bull had, quite literally, turned her white. It was then that she heard the bull snort and Ashley could feel its moist hot air from the bulls nose on her back. “Right…run again.” She said quietly, before turning away and running away once more, she’d worry about why, or even HOW, she lost her color later, it was a dream after all, and dreams didn’t always make the most sense.



Running was feeling a bit difficult for Ashley this time around, as if her body was less and less built for running and more for just…grazing. The idea of sitting around doing little more than eating in a calm environment briefly relaxed Ashley, unfortunately she was so lost in her mind that she didn’t pay attention to where she was running, and by the time she realized where she was running, she was back at the barn. She slowed her pace and stared at that red sided barn in front of her, and then turned around to see that dark forest. She didn’t want to run into that bull again, she would have taken ANYONE over that bull, even that anthro horse was better than that bull. She took a deep breath and turned back to the barn and raised a foot. That is, she tried to raise a foot- but it was stuck. She looked down and noticed she had walked right into a pit of mud, likely for the pigs.



The mud was a very dark brown, but it didn’t give off any odor. One thing Ashley noticed, there wasn’t a lot of scents to this dream- but most dreams typically didn’t have smell involved.



She tried to raise her other foot, and yet to no success, the mud was worse than quicksand, she noticed when she tried to raise her feet, that the mud elevated with that foot- it felt almost like plastic on top, yet something holding her firmly underneath. “Come…ON!” Ashley pulled, hard, and those bovine ears of hers heard a rip- a rip like unwrapping a present. She glanced down at her feet and she couldn’t see anything beneath that mud where her feet were buried. It’s not that she felt any pain, but she swore she heard the rip come down at her feet. She could feel her heart beat through her chest- was she changing more? She could only hope not. Maybe it was this mud, and if so, she had to get out and she had to get out now. She gritted her teeth and pulled one foot as hard as she could. She heard more ripping before she was finally free of the mud- at least with one foot. Unfortunately the momentum to free her made her lose her balance and she fell in the mud face first, falling into it with a splat.



Ashley raised her head and groaned in frustration, a face full of mud. Sure, she thought, NOW she could raise herself off the mud with ease. This dream felt like it had fewer and fewer rules that it was getting downright frustrating. She crawled out of the mud; both of her feet now free enough for her to do so. Once she was finally out, she glanced down at her feet, needing to bend down past her tits to get a good glance. She noticed right off the bat her feet looked strange- sure they were covered in mud, but they looked…larger. It looked like there were only two toes instead of five, and those two toes were huge. She tried to bend down to wipe away the mud, but she put pressure on those breasts of hers and caused milk to spray out from those nipples. She stood back up and bit her lip, resisting a moan of pleasure at being milked so. “Need…shower…” she groaned. Step after step, she felt like she was walking in slow motion. She was angry, to say the slightest. She was so angry in fact that she fumed a dark cloud from her ears- quite literally. The cloud formed over her head and she picked up a clap of thunder before it rained, specifically rained just on her. It was weird, it was cartoony, but at least it worked to get off the mud. She let out a sigh- a frustrated sigh, but with a hint of relief, at least the rain solved one problem and cleaned off the mud, well largely. She was able to get a look at herself, at least her top half, and noticed some mud stuck to her. She tried to wipe it off and it just wouldn’t come off, as if it was part of her own skin- it even FELT like part of her. It didn’t quite feel like skin either, more like…hide. She tried wiping off her arms, her back, her chest, but to no avail. She had splotches on her body- dark splotches, much like a cows own. She briefly glanced down at her feet to notice two cloven hooves instead of her normal feet. “That explains the ripping sooound.” She paused at the moo and groaned, she was more cow than ever! She still had a largely human face, though it was covered in hide. The rest of her looked like some sort of anthro cow. “I just wish I could wake up…” she said quietly, switching moods from anger, to sorrow, as if the cloud overhead had helped clear her anger, but left her depressed.



“Granted.” A voice said from behind her- a familiar voice. Ashley turned around to see Myu not only grinning at her, but kissing her once more on the lips suddenly- and deep at that.

Ashley tried to pull back, but Myu’s lips were like a vacuum- the more Ashley pulled, the more her face pulled out with her. She could feel her face stretching, widening. After a moment, Myu finally let her go, but she left Ashley with an elongated cow’s face. Ashley reached up and touched her wet pink noise and she felt like she was ready to cry, or either scream in anger at Myu, she felt unsure between the two what to do.

“Now that you’re finally finished…” Myu snapped her fingers, and Ashley’s vision went white.



Ashley’s eyes shot open in her bed. She turned to the side to see the time- 10:00 AM. She sighed of relief, it was all just a dream and she woke to a brand new day. She slowly sat up and stretched her arms up to the sky…and then froze. She stared at those hide covered arms with three fingered hoof hands. She stared at them for a moment, and then with her head up in the air, her eyes tilted down to that muzzle in front of her. She whipped herself out of bed and rushed to the mirror, ignoring looking at the rest of her body until she got to her bathroom. It wasn’t an impressive bathroom, but she wasn’t focusing on the quality of her bathroom, she was looking at the mirror- and her reflection was little more than a cow anthro. Dark short black horns from her head, she didn’t even remember growing them! Her long brown hair was still with her thankfully, but her nose and lips had grown out into a muzzle with a pink tip at the end- with two large nostrils. Her boobs were still large- not obscenely so, but her top pair of tits were still bigger than her own head and dripped milk on occasion, just like her bottom pair which she measured to be about DDs. Her nipples were large too- almost half a foot long, and as wide as those new large three hoofed fingers. Her body was a mixture of white and black cow hide, and she woke up nude- showing off her bare sex in front of herself. Her legs were still nice and slim, but they ended in large thick cloven hooves. She saw that cow tail with tuft of brown hair swish behind her and turned around to notice her ass was…well, it was covered in cow hide. Thankfully, at least that much was left alone.



She turned back to the mirror and those bovine ears of hers drooped. She went from a human, to an anthro cow overnight. She could only think of one thing to do- she raised her head to the air and shouted, and when she shouted, she mooed, and mooed loudly. 