Jumping inside the cab with our bags, I barely had time to get settled before Kate gave the cabbie an address and leaped on top of me, full-on molesting me.
I was shocked by her actions, but I felt the same way. We kissed passionately, our lips and tongues wrestling wetly on each other. Her hands caressed my curves, feeling the small of my back and running down over the swell of my shapely ass. My penis unfurled itself from it’s hiding place. I attempted to keep it hidden in my denim skirt.
Kate was filled with an animal lust. I returned the gropes and caresses, rubbing my hands over her soft curves. I was worried what the cab driver thought of our actions, but after a few seconds of Kate’s passion, I didn’t care what he thought. I felt the cab moving, so he must have been able to concentrate of driving. With this kind of lesbian action happening in the back seat, I’m not sure if I would have been able to.
Kate and I cuddled and kissed for many long moments, embracing and giggling to each other as we made out. Kate had her hands up my shirt and down my skirt as we rolled along towards Jenna’s. After a few minutes of wild play, Kate and I disengaged, regaining our composure.
My bags were left crinkled and crushed under our play and I took a moment to put my things back inside them. Straightening my outfit and attempting to adjust my erect penis, I smiled slyly at Kate who was watching me like a ravenous animal.
We arrived at Jenna’s in a few more minutes, the cab pulling up a long driveway to a turnaround in front of one of the biggest houses I had ever seen. A flagstone and glass-block monstrosity set on a secluded wooded lot.
We hopped out of the cab, Kate tossing him some cash, and walked up to the door carrying our bags. I took a quick glance at the cab driver as he pulled away, a broad smile was on his face as he took a last glimpse of us.
“Accent up.” Kate said. “I’m not sure how we’re going to tell Jenna yet. Might as well let her think you’re just a nice piece of ass I picked up.” Kate smiled at me in her devilish grin.
Piece of ass I thought. I didn’t feel at all ashamed of the term. I was completely at ease becoming a sexual goddess. Before, I had never thought of myself as handsome. Perhaps sometimes, but most of the time I hated how I looked. I guess I had looked alright, but it was never who I really was deep inside. I hadn’t enjoyed being a man. I always felt girls were so much more beautiful and I always wanted to be one.
Now I was.
Kate pressed the doorbell and in a few moments a short, cute woman came to the door. She was dressed simply, a long black skirt and a black pullover, much like I was wearing, but hers revealed a bit a cleavage. She wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous like Kate was, but she was indeed pretty.
“Kate!” she cried out, throwing her arms around Kate in a big hug. “It’s so good to see you again.”
“Good to see you too, Jenna.” Kate returned the hug, dropping the bags momentarily. “Jenna, this is Mercury, the girl I was telling you about.” Kate motioned to me after they had hugged.
“Pleased to meet you, Mercury. I’m Jenna.” She said to me, hugging me as well.
I hugged her back. “A pleasure to meet you.” I said in my accent. She was much shorter than I was, especially while I was wearing my high-heels, so I had to lean forward quite a bit. She was probably only just over 5 feet, while I was well over 6 in my heels.
“Come in, come in!” Jenna squealed cutely, waving us in through the door.
We came inside and I was as impressed with the interior of the home as much as the outside. Hardwood floors made a runway around the perimeter of a large carpeted living room. There was an open fireplace in the back, and a cozy nestling of sofas and chairs was arrayed in front of it. The house was very modern looking and lavishly decorated.
“Have a seat!” Jenna said, pointing to the living room. “I’ll go get us something to drink.”
“I’ll help you.” Kate said, following her into the kitchen, leaving me alone.
I dropped my bags near the door and headed into the living room. The artistic ability of this woman was astounding. The long pile of the beige carpet looked very inviting, so I took my boots off, not wanting to track any dirt.
I noticed that the home didn’t have many see-through windows, as if the owner wanted maximum privacy. Most of it was frosted glass of some type. The only clear windows were near the ceiling, allowing light to shine through, but too high to see in or out of.
I made my way over to the sofa and took a seat. There were many fashion magazines on the table, arrayed in a fan, almost like a doctor’s office. One caught my eye and I flipped through it. I took the time to secretly store my once again flaccid penis, feeding it back into my vagina for storage.
The magazine was very informative. It contained all manner of hints and tips for beauty. How to curl your hair. How to properly apply eye-shadow. Most of it was advertisements, of course, but I could tell there were important nuggets of information on how to be a girl in there.
I could hear Kate and Jenna off in the kitchen, which was somewhat attached to the living room through a half wall, but I couldn’t make out quite what they were saying.
Just as I was getting into an article on lip gloss, Kate and Jenna came back into the room.
“Well this is a first.” Jenna said, carrying a tray of tall glasses, filled with lemonade. “Kate’s never brought anyone home from a bar before. At least, not to my home.”
“You have such a lovely home, Jenna.” I said, trying my accent.
“Thank you!” She said, passing me a glass. “So tell me a bit about yourself. Kate seems to think very highly of you.”
“Ahh, I’m afraid I don’t know where to begin.” I said coyly, trying to escape the subject.
Kate jumped in. “We met at the bar last night and hit it off right away. I knew there was something special about her when I saw her.” She paused a moment, turning to Jenna. “Jenna, we need you to keep a secret... a big secret. Can you promise you won’t tell anyone from the farm?”
“I’m not sure what you mean.” Jenna said. “I’ll certainly keep your secret, though. I promise I won’t tell anyone unless you want me to. You know me.” Jenna smiled at Kate.
“Yes, I do know you, and that’s why we came to you, Jenna.” Kate said. “Mercury, why don’t you show her exactly how big the secret is.” She raised an eyebrow, giving me the look.
I paused for a moment, unsure what she wanted me to do, then I realized she meant letting my milk down. I set down the glass and reached behind me, under my shirt, unclasping my bra. Hiking my shirt and bra up over my breasts, I closed my eyes and released the magic holding back my milk.
The energy flowed into me immediately, washing through my body and funneling into my breasts. They swelled immediately, gaining mass by leaps and bounds. After a moment, I was left with massive breasts the size of 5 gallon buckets filling my lap. The pressure in my mind was gone. I looked over at Jenna who stared at my chest with wide eyes.
“Oh my god!” Jenna said. “She’s a Tauros?! Where did she come from!?” I felt a small rush of panic, like she would reveal our secret.
“Jenna, I found her last night at the bar. Something about her made me approach her and take her home. The things she said, Jenna. The fantasies she talked about were describing our existence perfectly. Almost as if she knew already.” Kate quickly said.
“But the Oath!” Jenna sputtered, looking at Kate incredulously.
“I know, Jenna.” Kate continued. “But something about her made me do it. Just calm down a bit and we can tell you the whole story.”
“Kate was nice to me in a way I can never repay.” I said, dropping my accent. “I understand she took a great risk in exposing the farm and the society, but I’m eternally grateful that she did and I promise you I will never reveal anything. After all, where would I go? My old life is over and all I have left is the prayer that I can start over new with the your tribe.”
Jenna seemed to calm a bit, taking a deep breath. “Well, your accent was pretty convincing there, I must admit.” She said with a smile at me. The levity was good, giving me hope that she would keep the secret, at least until we could figure out what to do.
“Kate approached me in the bar last night from across a crowded room. You couldn’t imagine how lucky I felt that she came straight to me. She asked me what my sexual fantasy was and I told her, for some reason, openly and honestly. More honestly than I had ever told anyone in my life. Then she showed me her secret, swelling her breasts with milk and changing my life for ever.”
Kate continued. “We went back to her... or at the time, his apartment and I showed him all about what a Tauros was. After that, I performed the ritual of Awakening.”
“What if you had been wrong?” Jenna asked.
“Well honestly... I knew I could have killed him and that would have been the end of it.” Kate said with a small shrug.
“Hey!” I said, dejectedly.
“Sorry, but I would have had to. And admit it, if I had given you the night of your life like that and you hadn’t changed, you would have died happy.” I knew she was right. “Besides, I would have made it quick.” I gave a weak smile, suddenly feeling very vulnerable.
“The ritual worked, as you can see, and he changed into a she. But after she transformed, we made a discovery...” Kate said, trailing off. She looked over at me, a questioning look on her face. I wasn’t sure if she wanted to reveal that part just yet, or if she just wanted me to say it.
“I’m a hermaphrodite.” I said suddenly blurting it out.
Jenna’s expression became wide-eyed again. “A hermaphrodite!? Both sexes?” I nodded. “Wow, I’ve never heard of one before!” She said.
“Neither had I.” Kate answered. “But she has both sets of equipment.” Kate smiled at me. “And both sets work just fine. She can make milk and semen. Gave me quite a stuffing last night as she ballooned up herself.” Kate eyed me like a piece of meat then met my gaze once more. “She’s also a Tongue-Snake.”
I smiled at Kate and stuck my tongue out at her quickly. Even in Homid form, it was very long, which surprised me as much as Jenna. I hadn’t expected even my human-sized tongue to be longer.
“So is there another tribe around here we don’t know about?” Jenna asked.
“We’re not sure.” Kate said. “Mercury was adopted as a child so we think she might be a Metis. Perhaps her parents gave her away as a child, rather than face the consequences of her birth.” Kate shrugged. “Or she just might simply have been adopted from a mother that didn’t know the truth.”
“If she’s Metis, she could be from our tribe then.” Jenna said. “It’s a possibility at least. Perhaps some of our own gave her away.”
“But my equipment... works.” I said, a little embarrassed. “Doesn’t that mean I can’t be a Metis since they’re infertile?”
“Mercury, they’re sterile, but not impotent.” Kate said with a smile. I felt sheepish for having asked such a question.
“Still,” Jenna continued, “the possibility exists that she came from another tribe. I’ve never seen coloring like hers before though. So either she is from another tribe, or she’s a Metis.” Jenna looked at my features carefully. “Your purple eyes are beautiful.”
“Thank you.” I said, a humble and sincere smile coming back to my face and blushing slightly.
“Isn’t she a cutie?” Kate said playfully with a smile. “In any case, she’s a lost calf. We need to take her in somehow, keep her safe until we can determine how to tell the sisterhood. She has almost no training. I told her about vampires and she flipped.” Kate smirked at me.
“Sounds like we have a lot of work to do. Kate said you’d need a place to stay and my home is definitely open to you.” Jenna offered.
“I very much appreciate your help, Jenna.” I said. “Before yesterday, I had a life, but now I don’t really have anywhere I can go. Being a Tauros is challenge enough, but learning to live as a girl is something I have no clue on... before last night I was a complete virgin.”
“Well, looks like you came to the right woman, hon.” Jenna said, moving over to sit next to me. “I can teach you how to take care of yourself.”
“I knew we could count on you, Jenna.” Kate said. She pulled her latex coat off and unzipped the back of her dress, letting her breasts flood with her milk. They drooped and bounced like giant water balloons, burgeoning with her sweet milk as they expanded out to a tremendous size. They concealed her chest from neck to navel. The alabaster skin of her breasts was mouth-watering, and watching her breasts expand like that made me feel wet between the thighs. My penis began unfurling as it engorged and pulled free of my pussy.
“I’m going to go take a shower if you don’t mind, Jenna. Then, think I could borrow one of your cars? I need to get back to the farm before they worry about me.” Kate said.
“Sure thing, hon.” Jenna said without a second glance as she pulled over a magazine. “I’ll be here with Mercury, teaching her the basics.”
I watched Kate stand and shimmy out of her tight dress, her giant breasts colliding and jiggling beautifully, and then she headed off to the bathroom. Her body was incredible. Every time I saw it, I felt an animal urge to touch her. Finally she disappeared behind the wall and I turned to the magazine in Jenna’s lap.
Jenna sat with me for a long while, gossiping and teaching me about make-up and hairstyling. I felt like a newborn when it came to what she was discussing. Often I had to stop her and ask her what a certain item or cosmetic was.
Before long, she had fetched a small folding mirror from the bathroom, and I pulled my cosmetics out of my shopping bags. We sat down at the glass table in the living room, to learn how to apply make-up.
I learned the basics of it all. How to apply eye-liner, eye shadow, lipstick, lip-liner, rouge... the whole thing. We went through everything that Kate had made me buy, learning what it was and how to use it. I learned the basics of colors and shades, and what they were used for. I found that my purple eyes went best with a shiny silver eye-shadow or a deep violet. My best shade of lipstick, in my opinion, was a color called plum. It was all very confusing to me, but I had a good teacher.
Jenna and I talked about make-up for hours. It felt good to have her by my side. I hugged her impulsively, thankful for her help with the make-up, but also somehow horny for contact. Perhaps it was just the hormones.
Jenna was a cute girl, after all. Perhaps 30, she still had cute curves, and her face was very pretty. She had shorter hair than Kate or I, almost shoulder-length, and jet-black in color. Her eyes were a dark-brown and very pretty. She was lacking any mass in her chest though, perhaps only being a B-cup, but her tiny body was still beautiful.
“Thank you so much for helping me.” I told her, hugging her to my side and placing my cheek on the top of her head.
“You’re very welcome, sweetie.” She said, returning the hug, not ashamed of my naked breasts. Apparently giant boobs were nothing new to her. “Would you like to take a shower before bed?”
“Ahh, yes, that would be nice.” I said, thinking a hot shower was just what I needed to relax.
Jenna led me to the bathroom. The doors of the house were luxuriously wide, almost as if designed for extremely fat people. I asked her about it.
“Ahh, yes, when we built the house, we had the builder make it handicap accessible. Nice wide doors, very few steps, that sort of thing. We don’t actually have anyone handicapped living here, but when the girls stop over and swell up with milk, it’s easier for them to move around. They can fit through the doors and don’t have to worry about seeing where they put their feet.”
I realized that was now a problem for me. Swollen up even this tiny amount, the bottom portion of my view was obstructed. There was no way I could have seen my feet.
Jenna helped me undress and get into the shower, basically becoming a wonderful assistant. I could tell she was trained for this with the expert manner she assisted me. I was aware that she had probably spent her whole life doing this, helping her Tauros sisters do things when they’re swollen. Her existence seemed almost sad to me, to be basically a servant for life. But perhaps the benefit of contact with whom she served proved to be payment enough. I realized I would have gladly been a servant to any Tauros.
“Thank you so much, Jenna.” I said, and suddenly stooped down and kissed her, full on the lips. Breaking away after a moment I added, “You really are an angel for helping me.” She seemed shocked for a moment, and suddenly I wondered if I had overstepped my bounds. Perhaps she wasn’t a lesbian.
I felt slightly embarrassed and stepped into the shower, turning on the warm water. The shower felt wonderful, running down my bare skin. Having no body hair, I could feel the water flow and drip in acute detail now.
I stood there for many moments, just enjoying the spray of the water, but I heard the door to the shower open and I saw Jenna step inside, her small body naked. She closed the door and stepped up to me with a look of lust as I embraced her, hugging her and squishing my massive boobs between us.
She kissed my breasts, planting her luscious lips on them again and again. Her touch felt wonderful as her tiny hands explored my curves. She dropped her hands down to my cock. I felt it go rigid in her hands as she rubbed it gently, fondling it. She released from me a bit, dropping down to her knees. She was underneath my breasts, clutching my thighs in a tight hug.
I wondered what was happening, not being able to see her over my breasts, but suddenly I felt a tickle on my womanhood. Jenna buried her face in my bare crotch, nuzzling my slit with her lips and nose. My eyes closed and my head rolled back slightly in pleasure and I submitted to her touch. I gripped the metal handrails of the shower, trying to remain standing under the sensations.
Her tongue wove expertly through my folds as her hand stroked my penis, heightening my pleasure. Wave after wave of shivers crept up my spine, sending my addled mind closer to the brink of sexual release. Soon I heard moans of passion and I knew they were mine. I began rubbing my giant breasts, feeling their great bulk under the slippery water.
I concentrated on making them grow. Kate had said sexual encounters made it easier to produce milk, so I tried it, pulling at the same spot where the pressure in my mind had been earlier. I felt something flow into me, energy, like before. It felt like a rush of heat through my body, funneling into my breasts. I opened my eyes and saw them swelling, growing impossibly huge again.
Closing my eyes again, I let the pleasure wash over me, pulling even harder and longer at the energy entering my body. My penis, too, exploded in delight, pumping load after load of my semen out to splatter on the shower wall. The flow increased and I felt my breasts swell faster, quickly filling until they were rubbing the slick walls of the shower. Like giant beach balls, I clutched them between my arms, now swollen so large I couldn't reach my nipples.
Jenna had moved behind me, grinding her crotch against my rump, her small hands tucked around my waist near my crotch, and her nimble fingers stroking me and diving into my feminine folds. I reached my hands back around myself and her, grabbing at her supple ass, pressing her against me. The skin to skin contact felt heavenly.
“Change for me.” I heard her whisper softly.
I obliged, the energy in my body having drained into my breasts. I knew I was spraying milk, even though I couldn’t feel it over the running water of the shower. I concentrated, forcing my body to take the Labrix shape. My udders grew in, pushing Jenna’s hands down a bit under their swell. I felt my milk shift in my body, flooding into my udders and distributing among my breasts.
Jenna’s grip shifted as I grew, gaining a foot of height. I felt her tiny chest resting on the upper curve up my butt, her face nestled in the crook of my back and my tail swishing down between her breasts. She continued to finger my crotch, sending pleasure to assault my mind.
My penis grew larger as well, its girth barely surrounded by Jenna’s small hands. I heard her gasp a bit, as if in disbelief, before she gently began stroking it again with her free hand.
I flicked my tail across her body, trying to tickle her as it rubbed on her crotch. She clamped her legs around it, pinning it against her snatch as I continued to rub her. It was strange trying to control it, almost like moving my arm when it’s totally asleep.
Gradually, the control of my tail seemed a bit easier as I practiced, grinding it against Jenna’s tiny body. I found that I could control which way it moved, but not very dexterously yet. Mostly only just left, right, up, or down.
Jenna disengaged from me, moving around to my front in the wide shower. She caressed my upper udders lovingly, pulling gently at the nipples, taking one into her mouth. She began to suckle me, drinking in my milk. Her small hands found my lower udders which were still sticking out and spraying milk under pressure. She began to milk me then, deftly squirting milk from my lower left udder as her mouth suckled my upper left one. She was barely able to reach my upper udders with her lips. Since she was only 5 feet tall, while I was was a towering amazon of what I guessed to be about 8 feet tall.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations. Her mouth was soft and her tongue made lapping motions to the underside of my teat. Her hands gently pulled at my lower teats, drawing large squirts of milk from them. She obviously had a great deal of talent in milking.
After a few minutes, my other teats stopped spraying, still leaving me with udders too large to reach around, or even able to reach my nipples. Jenna stopped her milking, however, and let my teat drop from her mouth, apparently full. She let the shower run for a few more minutes as she rinsed the rest of the milk off her and myself.
Shutting off the water, Jenna opened the shower door, which opened outwards, thankfully, allowing me to carry my massive bulk out into the bathroom. My hooves made clomping noises through the bathroom rug on the Spanish tile underneath. I loved the cute sound of them.
Jenna helped me towel off in Labrix form, so I wouldn’t have to change to Homid and spray milk everywhere, as all four of my udders were nearly full. She wiped down my body and udders, gently toweling into my cleavages and the crook underneath my lower udders. I bent over, resting my hands on the counter top. Doing so caused my udders to sway and dangle beneath me, allowing Jenna to towel between them easier. The expertness with which she did it let me know that she had done it many times before. Her touch felt wonderful.
After we were both dry, Jenna disappeared with the damp towels, leaving me to make my way out to the living room again. I did so, remaining naked, not having anything to wear in this form anyway. My udders shook and jiggled wonderfully as I walked. I felt their heavy bulk bounce slightly with each step. The breeze across my damp fur was a bit chilling, but invigorating. My hooves clomped on the hardwood floors making delightful little sounds.
I suddenly worried that I was marking the floor. I couldn’t see underneath me so I wasn’t sure. Instead I hurried over to the carpeted area, trying to walk gently. After I reached the carpet, I turned and inspected the floor. It didn’t appear to have any marks, thankfully. I should have known it was Pergo or something that wouldn’t scratch from a cow hoof. I still wanted to be careful. I was a guest in Jenna’s beautiful home, and the last thing I wanted was to trash her place.
Gingerly grabbing a magazine labeled “Elle”, I made my way over to a large carpeted area of the floor. I laid down atop my udders, sprawling the magazine on the floor in front of me. My udders felt wonderful beneath me, squishing like a rubbery water bed.
A sifted through the magazine, learning about various fashion trends of the rich and famous, but mostly hoping to glean some tips or tricks to feminine living. I heard Jenna come up behind me.
Before I could turn to greet her, I felt her on my back, snuggling me and dressed in a white fluffy housecoat. She rode in the small of my back, straddling me with her chest pressing against my shoulder-blades and her face nuzzling next to mine as we looked at the magazine.
“Thank you.” I heard her say.
“You are the one I should be thanking.” I said, turning to regard her. “I can’t tell you how wonderful this has been thanks to you and Kate.” Our faces were only inches apart and I saw her eyes glistening brightly.
Jenna kissed me quickly on the lips then hopped off, moving towards the kitchen.
“Wait right there.” She called back to me. “I’m going to go make us something to eat.” She trotted off to the kitchen leaving me with the magazine. She was definitely a cute, little spritely thing.
I suddenly wondered what it would have been like, having transformed and not been with Kate. The pure surprise and repercussions of the transformation might have left me suicidal. Surely whatever woman I was with at the time would have freaked out, probably fleeing for her life. I would have been left with nothing but questions, with no one to ask.
Even as it was, I was still full of questions. I mulled some of them over while I scanned the magazine. I was worried about my real parents. Part of me leaned towards the thought that I was a Metis. That would have explained my strange coloring and blazing white hair. Perhaps my parents were part of the society into which I was trying to join. Kate had said that the society generally accepted Metis Tauros, but she also had mentioned they were a shameful creation. Perhaps my parents were high ranking in the society and stood to lose quite a bit of popularity or power in my being found.
It was all just a theory, of course. I realized as well that I could have simply been adopted. Perhaps my mother was left without a way to care for me, and simply got rid of me rather than try and raise me alone. For all I knew, she could have been a normal human who was impregnated by a Tauros.
The other option was that my father was a normal human, or a bull, for that matter, and that my mother was the Tauros. But that left even more questions. Why would my mother abandon me? Unless she had been in danger somehow. Perhaps her tribe was being hunted or maybe she was under suspicion of being a Tauros, or had even been discovered. That might explain why she would get rid of me, rather than let me be investigated as she might have.
The possibilities were endless and I worried about the secret of my true parents, wherever they may be. I hoped that they were alright and we were only separated by accident. Maybe someday I would find them and we might live like a normal family again... as normal as Tauros can be, anyway.
For the time being I had to learn to cope with my new body. I was certainly enjoying the sensations of being a Tauros. The idea of swelling with milk made me horny just thinking about it. The fact that I was somehow now super-human, or at least supernatural, made my smile with contentment. I had always wished for something just like this to happen and now it had finally arrived.
I looked at my furred arms. The skin underneath was stark black and white, while the short fur matched the color of the skin from which it grew. I ran my hands over it, feeling it’s soft touch. My udders were quite different in color, being almost a bright pink and covered with barely visible blue veins under the skin.
Running my hands through my hair, I bumped into my horns, short little nubs pointing backwards along the top of my head, almost like a goat. They were smooth, rather like dinosaur bones or something, instead of being rough and bumpy like a ram’s horns. I felt my ears too, which were long and floppy, dangling down below my jawline.
I thought about my predicament, wondering what I would do if the society didn’t accept me. I certainly didn’t know all I wanted to about being Tauros, but I might know enough to start a new life, blending into human society again. Perhaps I could become a stripper, Lord knows I had the body for it. I smiled, thinking of my massive breasts, full H cups, even when empty. As far as girls went, I was definitely a 10 on my scale of hotness.
Jenna came back into the room again, carrying a large load of sandwiches. It looked almost comical, as if she were about to feed a football team, but I knew they were all for me. I felt hungry after expending all my energy making milk.
“Thank you, Jenna.” I said, truly thankful for the meal.
She set the tray down next to my magazine and climbed once again onto my back. It felt good to have her laying atop me. I felt almost like a man again, nonchalantly bearing her meager weight as she cuddled with me. It must have looked strange, one tiny woman cuddling with an eight foot, cow-skinned amazon. We looked through the magazine a bit more as I ate the sandwiches. Before long, they were all gone and my rump was plumped up a bit... my larder, I knew.
“Do you think the society will accept me?” I asked her after a long silence.
“I don’t see why they wouldn’t.” Jenna responded.
“I’m worried that maybe I am a Metis. Perhaps from someone who could stand to lose a lot of clout by my existence.” I said. “Maybe I’m already from your tribe... at least originally.”
“Hmm... I guess that could be, but why worry about it.” She said. “If you were sent away as a baby, they wouldn’t be able to recognize you now, would they? Unless you had purple eyes and white hair as a child too.”
“No.” I said. “I looked a lot different as a man.”
“That seems to be way it goes for First Transformations. Especially when the Tauros changes sex. So there you have it. For all anyone knows you could have come from another tribe entirely. That would be exciting to the sisterhood indeed.”
“Why is that?” I asked.
“Well, it would prove there are others of our kind out there. Another tribe, living in secrecy as well. Perhaps you could be a means for us to find them. There might be a few that wouldn’t want us to, but it would still open the possibility.”
“Why wouldn’t the sorority want to find another tribe?” I asked, turning to look at her.
“Well, safety for one.” Jenna said. “There are a number of other creatures in the world, Mercury. Bad creatures as well as neutral ones. Exposing ourselves might mean drawing attention from sources we don’t want.”
“Kate mentioned the War of Rage. What is that, anyway?” I asked.
“It’s a long story, but I guess we have time.” Jenna said, hugging her arms around my waist and underneath my upper udders, cuddling my back. It felt wonderful to have her snuggle me.
“Back at the beginning of nature, there were only three perfect beings: Gaia, the earth-mother, Helios, the father, and”
“Luna?” I asked, butting in.
“Yes. Luna the spirit-mother. Shape-changers like werewolves, called the Garou, and us, the Tauros, are the children of Luna, sent to Gaia to protect her... from the ravages of the Wyrm.” I shot her a questioning glance, unsure of what she was talking about.
“When mankind began to industrialize and pillage nature for his own devices, he disrupted the balance of nature. Before, there were three beings: the Wyld, the Weaver, and the Wyrm. They were in perfect balance, embodying the will of creation, the logic of form, and the return to destruction. Mankind drove the weaver mad, however, by causing creations that were never supposed to exist in nature. Things like dams and roads and cities.
“When the Weaver went mad, she let the Wyrm loose upon the world to wipe it clean. The Wyrm is the embodiment of destruction. It is the end of all things natural or unnatural. Without the control of the Weaver, the Wyrm threatens to consume this world.
“When Luna saw her sister, Gaia, in peril of being consumed by the Wyrm, she sent the shape-changers, her children, to the Earth. They were meant to be guardians for Gaia, but instead, they fought amongst themselves as much as they fought the Wyrm. Soon they splintered apart, some breeds going their own way, trying to fight the Wyrm. Other breeds saw the need for us to remain united and tried to force the others to cooperate. This was the dawn of the War of Rage.
“The Tauros, being the healers of the warriors of Luna, were captured by the other breeds, and coveted for their restorative abilities. We didn’t have warriors of our own to protect ourselves, so we were prisoners for the most part.
“After several generations, the War of Rage took it’s toll and many of us were destroyed by the other breeds, as we were kidnapped and ransomed back and forth. After a while, many of us were able to escape into hiding, fleeing from our former protectors and now jailers.”
Betrayed by our own siblings. I thought to myself. Our own comrades had turned against us, using us for their own gain instead of focusing on the true threat.
“Our tribe is one such group that exists in secrecy, hiding from both our former allies, the other shape-changers, and the denizens of the Wyrm who seek to destroy all shape-changers.”
“Denizens of the Wyrm. What do they look like?” I asked.
“All manner of things. Some are too horrible to imagine, others are simpler to explain. Vampires, wraiths, the undead, ghouls... All of these are creatures of the Wyrm, and hate us with a passion.”
“Why are we so important to the other shape-changers?”
“Because of your milk.” She replied, gently rubbing my udders. “Tauros’ milk has a special property to it. When it’s drank directly from a Tauros, it can heal terrible wounds and diseases caused by the Wyrm. Even if a warrior were only inches from death, the taste of your milk on his lips would keep him from dying.”
I was shocked to discover that. I never really imagined that my milk had a purpose other than to swell me up erotically. Now I had renewed reverence for my form.
“That’s part of why a Tauros lives so long.” Jenna continued. “Their milk keeps them healthy and young and allows them to live far longer than other shape-changing breeds. That’s another reason we were coveted. Our captors could drink from us and live incredibly long.”
“Wow.” I said, shocked by the history. I remembered the tag-line from one of my favorite vampire movies: Drink from me and live forever. Now the words were true for me, but only in a different way. I understood why the society might not want to search out other tribes. If I was from an imprisoned tribe, we might be discovered and enslaved as well. “So we remain hidden, trying to survive in secrecy?”
“Exactly.” Jenna said. “So that’s why the tribe might not want to search for your parents. But on the other hand, many of us are bored with our simple existence and eager for some sort of change, even at the risk of exposure. I think many of them would want to find your tribe and reconnect to the other shape-changers.” She paused, hugging my and snuggling my back.
“The War of Rage was so long ago...” She continued. “Many of the Tauros never witnessed it, only going on what the elders tell us to be the truth. Perhaps the war has been forgotten among the other shape-changers and we could return to them, fighting the Wyrm as before.”
I struggled to wrap my head around it all. It sounded like a myth or a fantasy. The idea of rewriting all the history I had ever known was difficult to accept. I was never one for religion, always believing that an ambiguous set of beliefs was never as satisfying to the soul as what I could see and touch. Now I had something else though. Something that felt real to me, and yet somehow magical.
“Let’s go to bed.” Jenna said suddenly, and I agreed, feeling sleepy after a long, first day as a werecow.
She took me to her bedroom. It was well decorated with deep reds and maroons. A giant plush bed rested in the middle of one wall, complete with a canopy and swathed in blankets.
We climbed under the sheets and she snuggled me, cuddling against my back, wrapping her small arms around my waist. I rolled over onto my back next to her, letting my udders drape over her as she cuddled next to me. She giggled a bit, buried under my bulk, and I had to pull the blankets up tight around us, since my balloon udders tented them up so much. Eventually, we found a comfy spot, and I closed my eyes.
It all felt so wonderful, almost like a dream, but I knew it was real. I was an 8 foot tall cow-beast with four massive, milk-filled udders... and I was loving it. What's more, after spending all my life as a virgin, I was now sleeping with a second beautiful woman in as many days. Life was good. After a few moments of reflection, I drifted into a wonderful, peaceful sleep.