Warning: This story contains cowgirl transformation, breast expansion, multiple breast growth, udder growth, hourglass expansion, and some dark themes. Turn back if these do not appeal to you.
"Hah!"
"Yah!"
High-pitched yells echoed through the air as a young ninja performed her daily training. Her voice had the tenderness one would expect from an innocent youth, but only through attentive hearing could one hear the layer of steel hidden beneath. It was at the traditional training grounds on the outskirts of Konoha village where the young woman did her daily routine. Even it had been years after the Fourth Ninja War had ended, she continued to work diligently to always be prepared for outside threats.
But in spite of being a ninja, the individual had the appearance and air of a beautiful princess. Even after years of harsh war, the beauty of Hinata Hyuuga was nearly untarnished. Long lavender hair, slender face, pale, smooth skin, and the body of a fully-mature, adult woman. A girl such as her seemed more fitting as a housewife than a soldier, yet Hinata had the skills to hold her own in battle.
Hinata continuously thrusted her arms forward, one after the other, palms outstretched, making sure that each thrust had perfect form and power. It was the ideal spot for Hinata to train, as the old training grounds were often unused, which was perfect for the shy and withdrawn ninja to practice in peace. But the training grounds had sentimental value as well. It was the same place that Hinata shared a close moment with Naruto Uzumaki, the man she loved. She still remembered that day, many years ago, during the Chuunin Exams where Naruto opened up to Hinata on his deep-seated fears, only for Hinata to prove to Naruto that he was not weak, and was in fact an honest, wonderful, hard-working person. Hinata even trained right next to the tall stump that she remembered leaning against all those years ago. This place always had a fond place in her heart, and it was why Hinata made sure to come here on a regular basis.
"Phew!"
Hinata panted as she lowered her arms to relax. She had been training for at least half an hour by now non-stop, and her arms were growing incredibly sore. Of course, such harsh training was necessary to maintain both her strength and health, so Hinata took it without complaint. The only issue was that her body had become sweaty. Hinata tugged at the neck of her sleeveless, lavender shirt, doing her best to air out, while causing her large breasts to bounce. She then later did the same to her tight, dark shorts hugged around her wide hips. Still needing a breathing break, the young woman bent down, hands right above her knees, catching as much air as she could. By doing so, her current pose accentuated her perfect curves, from her large chest that pressed between her arms to her thin, toned waist, down to her child-bearing hips and large butt, and down to her full thighs and well-shaped legs. She herself did not realize that her pose put on a show for any male onlookers, of which thankfully there were none. Any male who saw her in that moment would instantly be locked on to her form and be unable to pull away. But any man who desired her was out of luck, for there was only one man in her eyes. One man who she would give herself to, if only she had the courage to let him know how much she wanted to be with him.
"Hm?"
But as she looked down, Hinata noticed a slight reflection of light on the ground, signifying the presence of some kind of metallic object. She was so engrossed in her training that she did not notice. Leaning down further, she took a look.
"A bell?"
Indeed, it was a bell, and a cow's bell at that. It was a traditional golden, rectangular cowbell with a single wide opening. What was weird though was its small size. It was incredibly small compared to normal cowbells, and could easily be fit in the palm of the hand. Not only that, but the lavender collar strap tied to the top was short in length as well, almost as if it was meant for a human neck rather than a cow.
"Weird… who would leave this here?" Hinata wondered to herself as she reached out to pick it up. Standing up straight, she held the cowbell close to her to examine it. Interestingly enough, the cowbell was in pristine condition. The gold metal was completely scratch-less and polished to a bright sheen. The collar, too, had no tears or signs of damage. And by examining it closely, she confirmed that it indeed seemed designed for a person rather than a cow.
But that was weird. Who would want to wear a collar with a cowbell? Wasn't that kind of odd? No way would Hinata wear something like that, at least not in front of other people. She also couldn't imagine anyone else wearing a cowbell collar in public. What girl wanted to be seen as a cow? If anything, being seen as a cow would be considered an insult. Hinata had witnessed enough instances of guys getting punched out for ever insinuating to a girl, usually the large-breasted Tsunade, that she looked like a cow. The only possibility in Hinata's mind was that either this was an accessory to a costume, or someone who just has a bizarre interest in cows and made it themselves. Either way, it was weird for the innocent ninja's mind.
"Hmm…" Hinata examined the cowbell closely, holding up it to her face. She shook it slightly, and the bell responded with a high, yet still very familiar sound to an actual cowbell. Even if it was strange, Hinata had to admire the quality. The gold was both dazzling and eye-catching. So much so that it almost made her want to see how it looked on her. But that would be silly. No way would Hinata be caught dead wearing something so embarrassing. But then again…
Hinata quickly turned her head left and right, straining her ears for any sounds of other people. She confirmed that there was indeed nobody around.
"Well, maybe just a moment."
Hinata giggled as she decided to go through with it. She felt incredibly dumb for even considering the idea, but what the hell? Why not live a little and do something silly once in a while? It's not like anyone had to know. It'd only be just for a second, and Hinata would take it right off without a single soul finding out. Hinata didn't truly understand why herself, but there was something about the bell that stirred an odd desire in her. It was like the bell was demanding to be worn. Maybe it had to do with its untouched condition. After all, it seemed almost unfair for an accessory of such high quality to be abandoned on the dirt. It's not like wearing it was going to hurt anybody.
Still laughing at her own silliness, Hinata took the bell and made her decision. She was going to wear it. Thankfully, the strap was just long enough to fit around her neck. The collar had a buckle at the end of it, making it easy for her to take the ends on each hand. Holding each end of the strap, she skillfully wrapped it around her smooth, slender neck, before locking it into place.
"Hee hee, wow. It actually looks pretty nice."
Hinata smiled as she looked down at herself, wishing she had a mirror. Truthfully, it looked a lot better than she expected. The shiny gold looked stunning, and the lavender strap suited her well. Hinata still couldn't understand why it had to be a cowbell, but she couldn't deny that it was strangely fitting. Feeling her playfulness swell up further, Hinata bounced on the balls of her feet a couple times, making her large breasts and cowbell bounce. The bell rang several times, evoking the image of a cow in Hinata's head.
"Haha, this is so embarrassing! It's like I'm really a cow!" Yet despite how embarrassed she was, it still felt strangely fitting. In fact, it was odd how comfortable the collar felt around her neck. It was almost like it was made for her. Wearing this might turn into a guilty pleasure.
Then, for seemingly no reason at all, Hinata felt an urge. It was just her being goofy again, Hinata thought. But she had the desire to do it just once. Nobody was around after all. Why not have a little more fun? With a smile, Hinata puckered her lips and let it out.
"Mmmmmmoooooooooooo!"
Hinata broke out into giggles after her loud moo. Her entire body felt warm and fuzzy. She felt like a total dork, yet she couldn't help but enjoy it. For a sheltered girl like her, breaking any kind of social norm felt thrilling. It was tiring constantly having to be the prim and proper young lady all the time. Acting out in any capacity, even for something as minor as this, was more fun for than her than it had any right to be.
Truthfully, Hinata was tempted to do it again, but she had enough playtime for now. She still needed to resume her training. Still chuckling, she reached up towards her collar, silently thanking it for the little bit of fun it provided her.
"Eh?"
At least, until Hinata reached up behind her neck to unlock the collar. She brushed her fingers along it, but couldn't find the buckle.
"What the… w-where is it?"
Confused, Hinata ran her fingers along the cloth again and again. Yet she couldn't find the buckle. Where was it? There's no way she could have missed it. Hinata was sure she felt along the entire collar, but the buckle was nowhere to be found. Hinata darted her gaze to her feet, wondering if the buckle had somehow come off while she was messing around. No, not there either. Hinata looked, looked, and looked again. Nothing! She even used her byakugan for a few seconds to scan both her neck and the area around her, yet she still couldn't find it. The buckle was gone!
Hinata felt a small bit of panic. This wasn't right. Something was off. She knew that buckle was there. It was the only way she could have put the cowbell on. Yet it somehow vanished, leaving the collar stuck on her neck with no way to remove it. The worry inside her grew stronger. What was happening? Was the collar stuck on her neck? How was she going to take it off? How did it get like this in the first place? It couldn't have been something weird with the cowbell. It was just a simple collar, right? There couldn't have been anything more than that.
Things however only got worse. Looking down at the cowbell, Hinata noticed the golden metal seemed brighter than usual. No, it wasn't just her imagination. The bell wasn't just brighter. It was glowing!
"Oh no…"
Terror gripped Hinata as the realization hit her. This collar was tampered with. It held within it some sort of jutsu that affects the wearer, and Hinata put it on like a complete fool. Feeling true panic now, Hinata grabbed the collar and yanked on it as hard as she could. She didn't know what type of jutsu it was cursed with, and she did not want to find out. All Hinata knew was that she needed to get it off, now. She put every bit of strength she had to get it off, even using chakra-enhanced gentle fist in an attempt to disrupt whatever cursed jutsu it had. But nothing worked. In fact, Hinata's efforts only seemed to make it worse. The collar tightened, gluing itself to Hinata's skin, refusing to separate from her neck by even a millimeter.
Hinata then began to feel hot. Very hot. Every inch of her body, in mere seconds, suddenly erupted with searing heat. It become hard for Hinata to feel anything but the heat. It became hard for her to even move, as any movement she made caused to heat to spike, making her too frightened to run out of fear that she might literally burst into flame.
"EEEK!"
Hinata squealed as she felt a burst of both pressure and pleasure at her breasts. It felt as if they were being inflated. Looking down, Hinata gasped at what she saw. It wasn't just her imagination. Her breasts were growing, and fast. Her breasts were already quite large, second only to the busty Tsunade herself, but in mere seconds, they blew up past Tsunade's size and more, and they showed no signs of stopping. Hinata stared unblinkingly at her growing tits, watching as the twin mounds in her sleeveless shirt grew rapidly, reaching the size of Hinata's head, then reaching to the size of watermelons, and even further. Hinata's shirt became unbearably tight as the strands of her top became stretched to its limits. Her breasts pushed her shirt outward, causing it to ride up her waist, exposing her bare, toned stomach.
'Oh god! Oh god! What's happening to me?! Make it stop!' Hinata mentally cried out as she tried to think of something, anything to get her out of this. This was way too elaborate to be a prank. She had no idea what was happening to her, but the sheer sight of her body transforming like this horrified her. But her troubles were far from over.
Hinata felt every article of clothing on her become tight. She realized that it wasn't just her chest that grew. Her already wide hips expanded, pressing hard against her shorts. Her butt increased in size, gaining numerous extra pounds of jiggly fat. Her thighs became wider, slowly tearing apart her leggings. And Hinata could have sworn that the grass below her seemed smaller than usual. Was she growing taller as well?
The poor girl was on fire. The searing heat did not let up, and instead only became stronger. She could do nothing but helplessly watch herself transform, unable to do anything to stop it, and her mind so preoccupied by the whirlwind of sensations that she could not even brainstorm a way out of this.
A loud ripping sound accompanied her shirt and bra tearing apart. Her enormous tits nearly rocketed outwards from the sheer force of its escape from the constricting cloth. A pair of gigantic mammaries bounced generously as they become freed, each larger than a watermelon and with rigid, slightly lengthened pink nipples. With her top shredded, Hinata became bare from the waist up, her smooth, pale skin exposed to the air.
"AAaaaaAAH!"
Hinata let out a mix of a scream and a moan as she gawked at her monstrously huge tits. Despite their size, they rode high on her chest with little sag, and bounced with incredible ease. And they had become so sensitive that even mere exposure to the air caused sharp pangs of pleasure to assault Hinata's brain. But what frightened Hinata was what she heard. Even if her breasts had little sag, they each had immense weight, and whenever they bounced, Hinata heard the slight sloshing of liquid. Hinata may be innocent, but she knew enough about the human anatomy to know what that was: milk.
However, she could not contemplate the implications as a new series of tearing noises filled her ears. Her shorts started to lose its fight keeping her expanding buttocks constrained. Hinata's ass cheeks grew so much that her flesh began to overflow, pouring over the hem of her shorts and under her leggings. Her butt doubled in size, and her widening hips, expanding thighs and lengthening legs followed suit. With a massive POP, her tight shorts exploded into pieces, and her now-tiny in comparison panties also snapped in two. And because of her extending height, her sandals popped open too, revealing her feet. But with the death of her pants, there was nothing to cover up the girl anymore. Not a piece of cloth remained on her. Hinata was completely naked.
"Ahh-ah-ahh… w-w-w-what…" Hinata stuttered in fear, confusion, pleasure, and vulnerability as she felt the air touch her sensitive body. The transforming girl felt all of it. Every inch of her new body, from her increased height, to her giant, heavy tits, to her wide hips, bouncing butt, and down to the very tips of her toes. And yet despite all of that, the changes did not stop. The cowbell on her neck rattled as if it had a mind of its own, still glowing brightly.
The heat within her body spiked right below her enlarged breasts. And to the girl's shock, she felt her weighty breasts get lifted up, while a very familiar sensation started to grow under her huge tits. Using what little bit of focus she had, Hinata flickered on the byakugan for just a second, confirming her fears. She was growing a new pair of breasts. The areas above her stomach expanding into two large mounds of flesh, starting as formless bumps at first, but quickly filling with up fat and milk as it took the same size and shape as her original breasts. Extra bits of sensitivity joined the arrival of a new pair of nipples to complete the growth of a second set of milk-giving tits.
"Ahh, n-no! I'm becoming a… a c-c-c"
However, Hinata could not complete her sentence as the feelings of pleasure doubled. With the air touching all four of her nipples, the girl had to grit her teeth to keep herself from moaning. Just the slightest sway of her milk-filled breasts brought more pleasure than anything she could have ever done with just her fingers alone.
A sickening sound of bones cracking came from Hinata's hips. Her hips and pelvic bones expanded, forcing Hinata to move her legs a couple inches further apart. Thankfully, there was no pain to accompany it, but the horrible sounds and sensations of her bones cracking and re-shaping made Hinata want to vomit. But right afterwards, a bizarre feeling gripped her feet. It was almost as if her very toes were shrinking. She tried to wiggle her toes, only to find that it became harder and harder to do. Hinata could not see past her giant breasts, but she could still feel it. She felt her toes shrinking, turning into tiny nubs, then sinking entirely into Hinata's feet. Both of her feet started to lose their shape, practically turning into clay as their inner bones and muscles melted into each other. More revolting sounds of bones cracking filled the air as Hinata's lower legs started to shift. The bones broke apart and rearranged, forming into a pair of unguligrade, hind legs. And her feet, now melted blobs, reshaped themselves, while also darkening and hardening, transforming into black-colored, even-toed hooves.
"Gaauugh!"
Hinata opened her mouth as the feelings became too much for her. She had never felt such an extreme amount of heat and sensitive pleasure before. She couldn't focus on anything but her transforming body. Hinata knew deep down what she was becoming, but she had no way of stopping it. Overwhelmed, she wobbled a few inches here and there, completely unused to standing on hooves and the bizarre feeling of her new legs, just barely holding on to balance.
Hinata then literally felt her tail bone expand. It was as if the base of her spine itself was trying to leave her body. But with the combination of everything that happened to her, Hinata had a very good guess on what she grew. She couldn't see it, but she knew what it was: a tail. And it was already functional, as Hinata immediately became able to control it and wave it around. She felt the whipping of air against it as she instinctively twirled the dark blue colored tail.
"Gurk!"
Saliva bubbled in the girl's mouth as her eyes rolled up in her head. The heat now centered on two points: her head and her vagina. And the heat was so great that it short-circuited whatever rational thought Hinata had left, and turned her into a moaning mess.
"Uuuuhhh…. Uhhhhh…"
Hinata moaned dumbly as she could only barely hang on mentally as her body involuntarily moaned every few seconds from the pleasure. As the heat assaulted her head, rock-hard nubs appeared on Hinata's skull, starting out small, but quickly growing into a pair of white longhorns. The horns curved outward at first, the inward the tips of the horns were separated by only a few inches. Hinata's ears too, changed. They lengthened and lost their human shape, turning into long cow ears that stuck out from her head. Even Hinata's hair changed, growing immensely and turning wavier. Two vertical stripes of white appeared on Hinata's hair, one above each eyebrow, and traveled all the way from her scalp to the tips of the hair.
The heat faded from Hinata's brain, but then focused on the center of her face. Thankfully, Hinata's rational thoughts returned to her, but only just enough. She wanted to yell for help, to just say something. But then she suddenly found talking really difficult.
"Ooohhh?"
Hinata's nose and mouth filled with a burning tingling sensation. Hinata's nose widened, the bridge of her nose becoming elongated and flat. No, it wasn't just her nose. Her mouth, her jaw, her entire skull was changing. Hinata felt the bottom half of her skull extend outward, beginning its journey to become a snout.
"No! Stoopphhhh! Pureessshhh stopphhhhhh!" Hinata tried to scream, but couldn't as her mind did not know how to make its lengthening jaw work. Fear seized her mind as she knew what was about to happen.
"Hellpphhhfff! Narfuuumu-kuupphhhh!" Hinata called out for help, but her words came out slurred and unclear. It was too late. Her mouth. Her ability to speak human language. The one precious thing that every person took for granted, was already fading away, and there was nothing she could do.
But that didn't stop Hinata from trying. However, it only got worse as Hinata felt the tingling reach her lips, as her thin lips turned a deep, navy blue, and inflated in size.
"Moooouuuuuuuu! Oooooooouuuu!"
Her enlarged lips made talking even more difficult. Not only did her lips plump up, the shape of her very mouth changed, becoming wider, and longer.
"OOOOOOOOOO! OOOOOOOO!"
Hinata's large, dark blue lips kept opening and closing over and over, trying desperately to form words, but to no avail. They more than doubled their original size, and the bulky lips, coupled with the extended jaw, struggled to make any noise that resembled normal words. Hinata tried and tried, but accomplished nothing but noisily smacking her lips together. The ability to speak human language was leaving her for good. Hinata, in one last effort, pursed her lips and tried as hard as she could to speak.
"MMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
She mooed. She mooed like a cow. She couldn't talk anymore. Her big, blue lips and elongated snout could not speak human words anymore.
'No! No! I can't talk! Please, talk! Say something!' Hinata was forced to verbalize her thoughts in her mind, for that was the only avenue she had left.
"Mooooooooooo! Moo! Mooooo! MOOOOOOOOO!"
More frantic moos escaped the cowgirl's lips as they formed into an O shape, letting out the only sound it could.
"MOOO?!"
The cowgirl however did not have much time to train in her new permanent form of speech, as the final burst of heat at her vagina took hold of her. Hinata looked down, but again could not see past her giant breasts. Only the sight of her tits and the still-glowing bell at her neck greeted her sight. But Hinata did notice that her very skin was changing. Her skin, once pure, creamy white, had now started to gain enlarging spots of dark, navy blue, similar to her lips. They appeared at random on her body, expanding and forming into large blotches of blue spots all over her, making Hinata's body a mixture of creamy white scattered with dark spots, just like the cow she was.
But the spots were the least of her concern, as Hinata mooed in helpless pleasure as the sensations on her sensitive clitoris increased tenfold. She fell on her knees, unable to keep upright anymore due to the pleasure, then fell forward again on all fours, feeling the heat grow ever greater still, and sweat pouring down her body. Hinata saw her hands change. Her fingers darkened to the same color as her hooves, and became wider. In addition, the middle and ring finger on each hand fused together, leaving her with four, dark fingers on each hand.
"Mooooooo!"
Unable to hold it back anymore, Hinata spread her legs out. She knew what was about to happen. She knew what was coming. And she knew she couldn't stop it. All she could do was take it. The cowgirl mooed and strained her pelvic muscles, pushing and flexing them over and over. Hinata bounced her enormous butt up and down, her widened hips making it easy to spread her legs. And with each bounce, her tiny, pink clitoris grew. It turned from a tiny nub into a small, round, fleshy ball, and continued to grow.
"MooooOOOO! MooooooOO!" Hinata's eyes crossed and rolled up, her moaning lips parted. She couldn't deny the extreme pleasure that filled her up. Her inflating clitoris felt incredible. She had never felt so good in her entire life. She couldn't even feel despair anymore. The sheer pleasure overwrote any other emotions and left nothing but bliss. Her body operated on pure instinct. It did what it knew it had to do. Hinata mooed nonstop while her mind forced her into a never-ending heaven. She continued to flex her hips, pumping them up and down, resting on her elbows while her four massive breasts pressed into the ground. Her clitoris expanded by the second, turning into a distinctive, fleshy pouch. The sound of sloshing milk accompanied its expansion, growing from the size of Hinata's old breasts, to the size of Hinata's head, then to the size of melons, and beyond. Not only did it increase in size, but it also slowly shifted up from Hinata's vagina, moving up several inches to her pelvis. In mere seconds, her clitoris exceeded the size of her bigger-than-watermelon breasts, stealing the crown of the largest milk-filled container on Hinata's body.
Hinata's vision went white as the extreme pleasure skyrocketed, her mind focused entirely on her engorging clitoris. She bounced her hips and whipped her tail left and right, filling her ears with the satisfying sound of sloshing milk. The gallons of milk in her pink pouch splashed around inside, begging to get out.
"MOOOOO! MOOOOO!" Hinata's voice reached a crescendo, driving her mind and body wild. The pleasure just kept getting stronger. She was on the brink.
POP!
POP!
POP!
POP!
Four, long teats flew outward from the clitoris, or rather, what had become an udder. As they were born, the long teats brushed against the grass, sending one final wave of ultra-sensitive pleasure to Hinata's brain.
That was all she could take.
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The cowgirl screamed with a glass-shattering moo as she reached the biggest climax of her life. Just as her transformation completed, she came, and came hard. Like blocked hoses that suddenly became free, her udder, and four breasts, all erupted with milk. Eight streams of hot, pure white milk rocketed against the grass, drowning the ground with milk. The streams were so powerful that it lifted Hinata up from her elbows and knees onto her hands and hooves, giving her milk-giving breasts and udder space to shoot out gallons upon gallons of milk. The sweet smell of Hinata's enhanced milk filled her changed nostrils.
Hinata's mind, body, and soul became engulfed in mind-breaking pleasure. Every inch of her, right down to the very last cell, screamed in sheer, utter, complete bliss. No other thoughts entered her mind other than the instinctual satisfaction of releasing out her backed-up load of milk. She bathed in the wonderful feeling for minutes on end, her breasts and udder releasing milk non-stop for every single heavenly second. Her sadness had disappeared. Her despair had disappeared. Her panic had disappeared. All that remained was the simple pleasure of releasing milk, the dream that all cows shared.
"Moooo…"
After several, blissful minutes of release, Hinata's orgasm had finally faded. The extreme heat that had filled her for so long had dissipated at last, leaving her with the soothing cool air. Her mind still in a daze, Hinata clumsily stood up, stumbling slightly on her hooves. She slowly let out another relaxed moo, enjoying the gentle touch of the air kissing her naked flesh, while feeling the immense weight of her four breasts and udder, each of which were surprisingly still perky and filled with milk. Yet despite the weight of her large body, Hinata moved with increasing ease, her body having been granted a great boost of strength in order to carry her milk-giving body around.
With no clothes to cover her, Hinata's fully-transformed body was open for all to see. She had become a behemoth of a cow. She stood over seven feet tall, made to look even taller with her long horns. Long, leaf-like cow ears extended from the sides of her head, with a flat nose and extended snout that ended with a pair of dark blue, incredibly plump lips that could let out nothing but moos. Her long, blue hair was luscious and wavy, with two white stripes along them. Her skin remained a creamy pale, but with numerous, large dark blue spots scattered on her entire body from top to bottom that truly made her look like a cow. No, in fact, that was wrong. What made her look like a cow were the enormous, milk-filled containers on her body. Four gigantic breasts dominated her chest, each filled with nutritious milk and a perky, pink nipple that begged to be squeezed. Her great height was needed just to make room for her quadruple fat tits. Following her gorgeous chest udders were her wide hips and enormous, bouncing butt that worked hard to carry her tits. Her blue-furred tail swayed around in the air, able to be controlled like Hinata had it for years. Her legs were thick with both fat and muscle, ending in tough, hard hooves.
But what dominated her body most of all was the pink, bloated sac that was her udder. It quickly became clear that Hinata's widened hips were primarily just to make room for her milktank of an udder. The udder jostled with milk, even now wanting to be squeezed so it could release its payload. Its current position, a few inches below Hinata's navel, made it perfect for anybody to just reach over and give the voluptuous cow the milking it so desperately needed. Its four teats were big and perky, ready and waiting for anybody willing enough to squeeze them tightly. Big, bulging, and pulsating with need, Hinata's udder was a wonder of her body, and truly made her the cowgirl she had now become.
"Moooo..."
The newly transformed cowgirl mooed as she examined her bovine body. Coming down from her milk-induced high, her serene expression quickly gave way to shock and bewilderment as her gaze traveled along every inch of her form. This was like the most bizarre dream ever, yet the sensations were far too real. She stared at her wide, blackened fingers, the cow-like spots on her skin, her blue-furred tail, her cow-like legs and hooves, her enormous butt and wide hips, and of course, the massive double-pair of breasts and her bloated udder. Bizarrely, even the cowbell seemed to have enlarged slightly, no longer glowing as it shook gently against her neck.
But what exceeded all of that was what she felt. She had become hyper-sensitive to every single sensation. She felt the extreme weight of her breasts, butt, and udder. Hinata tenderly moved her body a couple inches here and there, feeling the heavy bouncing of her butt, and the slight patting that came from her four breasts slapping together, and her udder bouncing against her fat thighs.
'What is all this? What in the world happened to me?!'
Never in her wildest dreams had Hinata ever imagined she'd end up transformed into an inhuman, cow-like beast. It all happened so fast too. One moment Hinata was just playing around with a random cowbell she found, and now that cowbell had somehow changed her into this. Questions swirled in her head. How did the cowbell transform her? Why did it transform her? Why did she now look like an insane mixture of cow and girl? How did the cowbell even get here in the first place? Why was it here? Who put it here? Whose idea was it to create an object that transforms people into cowgirl monstrosities? What did any of this mean?
Hinata wanted to scream. She wanted to cry. She wanted to faint. She had no idea what to do. Was she really going to stay like forever? Was she really going to be living out the rest of her life as this… thing? No, Hinata didn't want that at all! She hated this. She looked like a freak. How could anyone like this?! How could anyone like being a creature with these massive breasts, or these cow-like legs, or this huge, milk-filled tank of an udder?! She couldn't even talk anymore thanks to her lengthened snout and big, blue lips that were good for nothing other than mooing like a literal cow. How could she possibly face her family looking like this? How could she face anyone? How could she face the boy she loved? How would Naruto even react if he saw her grotesque form? She didn't even want to think about that.
'I need to find help! I need help! I have to find someone to help me!'
Hinata had nothing but questions and not a single answer. She could not fathom how or why any of this transpired, and nothing she knew of had the ability to resolve the mystery. She needed help. She didn't even know if anyone could help her, let alone how, but she had no choice but to try. It'd be humiliating beyond belief, but she had to do it, especially if the only alternate was staying like this forever. Hinata had no real plans on who to see or what to find that had any possibility of a cure, but it was better than doing nothing. She had to get back somehow and find anything that might get her out of this mess.
'I-I just need to move… liiike, this!'
Hinata tenderly made her first step. Her transformed body felt foreign and strange. She couldn't see her fee-, err, hooves, so she had to settle on going by as how muscle memory she could muster. But walking with hooves proved to be extremely weird. Her unguligrade legs felt off-putting and disturbing. She wasn't used to feeling her ankle jut out backward like that, but she pressed on. She slowly raised her left leg, feeling the muscles in her thigh and butt cheek flex, and the weight of her body shift. Gently, she moved her leg forward, trying to keep balance, before pressing her hoof down firmly on the ground.
"Moo!"
A small moo accidentally escaped her full lips as she placed her hoof down with more force than expected. That single movement caused her breasts and udder to jiggle generously. A wave of awfully pleasant tingling hit Hinata's nerves as her flesh bounced together. She felt gallons of milk churning inside her fleshy containers, while also feeling the slowly increasing tightness of skin as the milk-bags stretched out slightly to contain their growing loads.
Pretending she didn't react the way she did, Hinata ignored the sensations as much as possible, and slowly, very slowly began to walk. She took one sluggish step after the other, each hoof-fall causing a small wave of jiggling through her body, but especially on her tits, udder, and bubble butt. Though she didn't want to admit it, walking in this form was actually a lot easier than she originally thought. The first few steps were awkward, but she got used to it fast. In fact, one might say that Hinata was a natural at this. Who knew that walking with cow-like legs was a hidden talent of hers?
But walking quickly proved to be the least of her problems. With each step, one fact started to become more and more unavoidable in Hinata's mind. As she walked forward, the sensation in her milk-tanks became stronger and stronger. With each step, they became more sensitive. With each step, they grew warmer. With each step, they became tighter as the volume of milk inside them increased. And most of all, with each step, the more intense the pleasure became.
'Oh god… they feel so… they feel so…'
Hinata tried her hardest to push the feelings and thoughts down, but with little success. Her instincts, as if they were an outside force, demanded that Hinata's milk-tanks dominate her attention, and pay attention she did. Hinata's mind became focused on her sensitive skin, and every single drop of milk that filled her body. The vibrations from each step she took caused a tiny, yet intense spike of pleasure that forced Hinata to hold back a moan. The shaking of milk felt unexpectedly good. The way the churning milk repeatedly pushed against her skin, rolling and rubbing against it, felt similar to the rare moments when Hinata pleasured herself at night, only now the feelings were many, many times stronger.
'Ah, so heavy… so full of… milk.'
Hinata's breathing and body heat increased as she focused on her breasts and udder. She couldn't deny it. It felt incredible. Just the simple act of feeling her breasts and udder gently swing around, mixing the milk inside them brought so much pleasure that it far surpassed masturbation. Hinata never realized that any body part could be this sensitive. It felt good, really good. So good that it became difficult to focus on anything else. Hinata wanted to find help, but… but it was so hard to think about that right now. The milk… the milk…
"Mmmmmoooooooo…"
Hinata inadvertently released a long, almost sensual moo as her mind fell further into the pit of arousal. She had become horny in more ways than just the hardened bones on her head. And yet, the pleasure still grew with each step she took, becoming stronger and more intense. Unable to hold back anymore, Hinata brushed her hardened fingers over her breasts, slowly rubbing over all four of them, enjoying the sheer weight of the milk inside them. But while it felt better than before, it wasn't the burst of pleasure she wanted. Just like how a person couldn't tickle themselves, Hinata's hard fingers didn't bring her the bliss she expected. She lowered her right hand down to her udder, rubbing up and down along it as if it were still her old clitoris. She moaned as her fingers flicked against her stiff teats, enjoying the extra sensitivity.
'Ooooh, it shouldn't feel… this good… mooo…'
Hinata mooed both inside and outside her mind. She couldn't focus on walking anymore and came to a stop. But Hinata still wanted to feel her body bounce, so she instead opted to use her hips to bounce her udder and breasts up and down, achieving the effect with less effort. Her hands became more shameless. Hinata now openly groped herself, pressing and squeezing her milk-filled mammaries with abandon. Small white droplets of milk began to drip from her nipples and teats, once again filling the air with their sweet scent. Yet even the slightest release of milk created intense barbs of pleasure that drove her crazy. Hinata understood now. In order to feel the greatest pleasure, it wasn't enough to just touch herself. No, she needed to do more than that. She needed to release her milk. She needed to feel the milk leave her body. Even just releasing these small droplets felt better than anything she had ever experienced in her life. But it still wasn't enough. Hinata had grown an urge. A deep, instinctual urge that she didn't understand until now. An overwhelming desire that gripped her mind and didn't let go. A need to both see and feel the milk escape her body, to relieve the growing pressure inside them. But not as these mere drops, but long, endless streams of white cream. She needed… to be milked.
'Ooh, do all cows… feel like this?'
Hinata always heard stories about cows that become irritable and pained when they didn't get milked. She understood it completely now. No wonder cows loved being milked so much. They must also feel that same bliss. How lucky it was to be a cow and experience a pleasure so powerful that nothing humans did could compare to. Hinata now had that same desire. She needed to feel that bliss for herself. While it was true that she needed to find a way to turn back to normal, that could wait. Turning back could be set aside for later. She needed to sate her desire, just this once.
But even her toughest squeezes did nothing but release tiny little trickles of milk. Trickles which felt amazing, yet not the intensity that Hinata knew it could be. It was like being denied an orgasm. Constantly being on the edge of that explosion, yet never quite reaching it. It felt wonderful, yet also frustrating.
'Ahh, I need… to get milked… mooo'
Whatever resistance she had faded fast. The arousal of her new body was too much. Her bovine instincts overpowered her. The constant waves of pleasure, and the constant teases of a milk-filled orgasm denied to her were too much to bear. In that moment, her fears and worries over what she had become fell to the back of her mind. She had to satisfy that desire no matter what. She needed to be milked. She needed to release the building pressure inside her. She needed to be milked like the cow she was.
"MoooOOooo…"
The cow let out a whine of frustration, her pursed blue lips releasing her soft yet lustful voice. She needed help. Her own touch wasn't enough. Through a cruel twist of fate, her body was cursed to produce milk endlessly, yet be unable to relieve herself in spite of her immense desire to do so. If only she had someone to help her. Someone to grab her nipples, squeeze her teats, and milk her to her heart's content. If only…
"Well well, you turned out nicely."