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Charlotte looked down at the scale. She had gained weight, not that she needed a machine to tell her that, her suddenly too tight pants were doing an admirable job telling her to slow down her intake of food. Not that she had really been eating more, just finishing off a box of imported milk chocolates left over from Christmas. The package wasn't in English save for the words milk chocolate, but damn did they taste good though.

The brown haired girl didn't bother putting her pants back on, preferring to spend her day off in her underwear. Her stomach felt so bloated and round she couldn't imagine squeezing into a pair of jeans anyhow. Luckily she didn't need to leave the house today, so she just sort of idly relaxed watching TV, cleaning a bit, eating more of the delightful chocolates. What she didn't realize as she flipped through the channels popping yet another milk chocolate into her mouth, was that every second of creamy chocolate pleasure was accompanied by her lower abdomen swelling larger. By the end of the day she didn't just look bloated, she looked like she was four months pregnant, or nursing quite the beer belly. The area above her groin felt tender and looked kind of pink. If it got any worse she was going to have to schedule an appointment to go see her doctor or check into the emergency room.

Charlotte groaned and ate the last chocolate from the box. It was late and she needed to sleep, she couldn't just stay up worrying about gaining weight. Charlotte walked to her bedroom and got under her covers, it felt weird to feel her stomach against the side of the bed, she normally slept on her side, but it was just making it even more noticeable. She rolled onto her back and yawned as she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Her night was filled with strange dreams. First was a riverboat on a river made of chocolate, then she was in a barn, then a field full of cows. She looked down in the dream and realized she was one of the cows and for some reason this startled her awake.

"MMmooo!?" She shouted in half awake confusion before realizing she was in her bed and fine. As reality slowly sunk back in she paused for a moment. Had she... no, she must have still been dreaming. Charlotte brushed her brown hair out of her eyes and tried to clear the sleepiness from her head. She flung the sheets back and swung her legs to the side. That's when she felt it.

Heavy and warm, sitting in her lap. She looked down at the round pink flesh just above her crotch. It had four small bumps that looked, well they looked like nipples kind of. She reached down and touched the strange growth. It was smooth and warm, and rather sensitive to the touch. She rubbed it for a moment getting lost in the feeling before realizing what she was doing. It felt like she was playing with her tits, well a tit anyhow. This wasn't a breast between her legs though, it was something round and pink and...

Her dream flashed back into her mind and the familiar looking shape's nature suddenly became obvious. Was it an udder? She stood up quickly and felt it sag slightly. It hung from just under her naval heavily, and while not that large yet, it was pretty obvious what it was. She had an udder, an udder like a dairy cow.

Charlotte walked to the kitchen in a daze, feeling the slight tug of the bouncing weight of her... udder as she walked. It felt strange, not wrong, not as bad as it should have, it was just a weird new sensation and it was very sensitive and warm. She didn't know if she was in denial or trying to will it away, but she just tried to ignore the new addition to her body and go about her day. Coffee, morning news, cereal, shower. The shower was weird too, hot water running all over it, rubbing it with soap. She would be lying if she claimed she hadn't enjoyed it, and lying once again if she claimed that didn't freak her out.

Pants just didn't work. There was no way she could fit her... udder into something that tight. She couldn't go into town in the nude though, so she defaulted to a loose skirt. It took a little work, but she was able to make herself presentable, and unless you were looking for it the bulge of her fortunately still small udder was minor. She let out a sigh of relief and spent her car ride into town wondering why she wasn't freaking out more about whatever was happening.

Other than the occasional stare, nobody really seemed to notice her new udder under her skirt and she managed to get through the day without much more hassle. It felt oddly normal, like it was no big deal to just suddenly have grown an udder. Charlotte's stomach growled, and she wished she had more of those strange imported chocolates to eat.

Later that night, while Charlotte slept and dreamed of an endless supply of chocolate delight, her chest began to swell. She had never been all that busty of a girl, but she quickly out grew any bra she owned, and her previously modest tits must have at least been an E cup now. That by itself wouldn't have been a problem, certainly an adjustment, though less so than having a udder. What really shocked her when she awoke was the second pair of breasts below the first. Not only did she have an udder, not only did she have a huge pair of tits, she had four tits and an udder. Her torso was rapidly being covered in sensitive womanly flesh and she had to fight against the constant allure of touching her body. Everything felt so good, so warm, so... sexy.

Today she didn't feel like going out. Maybe it was the impossibility of finding an outfit that could hide all of her bountiful breasts and udder; maybe it was her trying to calm her raging hormones that made her want to jump anything that moved. Maybe it was worry over her itchy ears, and growing migraine. By bed time her ears had doubled in size and a sharp pain had heralded two small horns that had grown from the sides of her head.

Another night of dreams, except when she awoke she still felt like a cow, or at least looked like one. She was half way done brushing her teeth when she saw how squared off and large her nose was. It wasn't a muzzle, but the pairing of it with her short horns and fuzzy ears was certainly giving her a rather bovine look.

She wasn't really all that surprised when she found her tail. She had been struggling to sit comfortably for an hour as it slowly grew, and by the time she figured out what was going on it was already five or six inches long. Charlotte was starting to wonder if she had overdosed on chocolates, if she was in some cocoa induced coma and this was all some sugar fantasy. There was no way this was real, but she could feel her tail growing, she could feel her udder slowly filling with what could only be cream. She watched in the mirror as her horns grew larger, growing from nubs into four inch horns suited for cattle.

The following day, Charlotte's body seemed to finally calm down. Her four breasts hadn't grown more than their initial burst of growth, while her udder was now larger than her head. They all felt rather productive and she was sure a good milking was in her imminent future. Her horse were about four inches in length, her oblong furred ears slightly longer than that. Her nose was blunt and pink, giving her a fixture of feminine and bovine features. Her tail had grown all night long and was over two feet in length from ass to the furry tip and nearly as thick as her wrist.

She was in her kitchen, feeling the same oddly calm sensation of normality when she noticed the discarded chocolates box. She hadn't thrown it away yet and she decided she would look to see if there was any product details to order more, they did taste amazing. She couldn't quite remember who had given her the present, and there wasn't any numbers she could see. All the writing was in some language she didn't recognize too, except for a small disclaimer on the inside of the box she hadn't noticed. It was a warning.

Dear Customer, thank you for agreeing to participate in our product test. blah blah blah, please report any strange symptoms, swelling, extreme hunger, spontaneous lactation, sensitivity. The list went on like a bad infomercial for a drug that gets recalled a year later. From the sounds of it she had been lucky to escape with her nearly human form and rather busty torso.

She was rather dumbfounded at first. It had been the chocolates that had done this to her, every one of the treacherous treats had caused more and more changes to happen to her, and she had just happily devoured them. Charlotte stuffed the box into the trash and grabbed a heavy winter coat scarf and hat. Sure she was a little overdressed for the relatively warm February, but she was hungry and going to have to go into town eventually, and despite what had happened, she was still kinda in the mood for chocolates.

I do not own the rights to the original image used for this photo-manipulation, if the owner requests its removal I shall do so
~The Warlock

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Charlotte looked down at the scale. She had gained weight, not that she needed a machine to tell her that, her suddenly too tight pants were doing an admirable job telling her to slow down her intake of food. Not that she had really been eating more, just finishing off a box of imported milk chocolates left over from Christmas. The package wasn't in English save for the words milk chocolate, but damn did they taste good though.

The brown haired girl didn't bother putting her pants back on, preferring to spend her day off in her underwear. Her stomach felt so bloated and round she couldn't imagine squeezing into a pair of jeans anyhow. Luckily she didn't need to leave the house today, so she just sort of idly relaxed watching TV, cleaning a bit, eating more of the delightful chocolates. What she didn't realize as she flipped through the channels popping yet another milk chocolate into her mouth, was that every second of creamy chocolate pleasure was accompanied by her lower abdomen swelling larger. By the end of the day she didn't just look bloated, she looked like she was four months pregnant, or nursing quite the beer belly. The area above her groin felt tender and looked kind of pink. If it got any worse she was going to have to schedule an appointment to go see her doctor or check into the emergency room.

Charlotte groaned and ate the last chocolate from the box. It was late and she needed to sleep, she couldn't just stay up worrying about gaining weight. Charlotte walked to her bedroom and got under her covers, it felt weird to feel her stomach against the side of the bed, she normally slept on her side, but it was just making it even more noticeable. She rolled onto her back and yawned as she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Her night was filled with strange dreams. First was a riverboat on a river made of chocolate, then she was in a barn, then a field full of cows. She looked down in the dream and realized she was one of the cows and for some reason this startled her awake.

"MMmooo!?" She shouted in half awake confusion before realizing she was in her bed and fine. As reality slowly sunk back in she paused for a moment. Had she... no, she must have still been dreaming. Charlotte brushed her brown hair out of her eyes and tried to clear the sleepiness from her head. She flung the sheets back and swung her legs to the side. That's when she felt it.

Heavy and warm, sitting in her lap. She looked down at the round pink flesh just above her crotch. It had four small bumps that looked, well they looked like nipples kind of. She reached down and touched the strange growth. It was smooth and warm, and rather sensitive to the touch. She rubbed it for a moment getting lost in the feeling before realizing what she was doing. It felt like she was playing with her tits, well a tit anyhow. This wasn't a breast between her legs though, it was something round and pink and...

Her dream flashed back into her mind and the familiar looking shape's nature suddenly became obvious. Was it an udder? She stood up quickly and felt it sag slightly. It hung from just under her naval heavily, and while not that large yet, it was pretty obvious what it was. She had an udder, an udder like a dairy cow.

Charlotte walked to the kitchen in a daze, feeling the slight tug of the bouncing weight of her... udder as she walked. It felt strange, not wrong, not as bad as it should have, it was just a weird new sensation and it was very sensitive and warm. She didn't know if she was in denial or trying to will it away, but she just tried to ignore the new addition to her body and go about her day. Coffee, morning news, cereal, shower. The shower was weird too, hot water running all over it, rubbing it with soap. She would be lying if she claimed she hadn't enjoyed it, and lying once again if she claimed that didn't freak her out.

Pants just didn't work. There was no way she could fit her... udder into something that tight. She couldn't go into town in the nude though, so she defaulted to a loose skirt. It took a little work, but she was able to make herself presentable, and unless you were looking for it the bulge of her fortunately still small udder was minor. She let out a sigh of relief and spent her car ride into town wondering why she wasn't freaking out more about whatever was happening.

Other than the occasional stare, nobody really seemed to notice her new udder under her skirt and she managed to get through the day without much more hassle. It felt oddly normal, like it was no big deal to just suddenly have grown an udder. Charlotte's stomach growled, and she wished she had more of those strange imported chocolates to eat.

Later that night, while Charlotte slept and dreamed of an endless supply of chocolate delight, her chest began to swell. She had never been all that busty of a girl, but she quickly out grew any bra she owned, and her previously modest tits must have at least been an E cup now. That by itself wouldn't have been a problem, certainly an adjustment, though less so than having a udder. What really shocked her when she awoke was the second pair of breasts below the first. Not only did she have an udder, not only did she have a huge pair of tits, she had four tits and an udder. Her torso was rapidly being covered in sensitive womanly flesh and she had to fight against the constant allure of touching her body. Everything felt so good, so warm, so... sexy.

Today she didn't feel like going out. Maybe it was the impossibility of finding an outfit that could hide all of her bountiful breasts and udder; maybe it was her trying to calm her raging hormones that made her want to jump anything that moved. Maybe it was worry over her itchy ears, and growing migraine. By bed time her ears had doubled in size and a sharp pain had heralded two small horns that had grown from the sides of her head.

Another night of dreams, except when she awoke she still felt like a cow, or at least looked like one. She was half way done brushing her teeth when she saw how squared off and large her nose was. It wasn't a muzzle, but the pairing of it with her short horns and fuzzy ears was certainly giving her a rather bovine look.

She wasn't really all that surprised when she found her tail. She had been struggling to sit comfortably for an hour as it slowly grew, and by the time she figured out what was going on it was already five or six inches long. Charlotte was starting to wonder if she had overdosed on chocolates, if she was in some cocoa induced coma and this was all some sugar fantasy. There was no way this was real, but she could feel her tail growing, she could feel her udder slowly filling with what could only be cream. She watched in the mirror as her horns grew larger, growing from nubs into four inch horns suited for cattle.

The following day, Charlotte's body seemed to finally calm down. Her four breasts hadn't grown more than their initial burst of growth, while her udder was now larger than her head. They all felt rather productive and she was sure a good milking was in her imminent future. Her horse were about four inches in length, her oblong furred ears slightly longer than that. Her nose was blunt and pink, giving her a fixture of feminine and bovine features. Her tail had grown all night long and was over two feet in length from ass to the furry tip and nearly as thick as her wrist.

She was in her kitchen, feeling the same oddly calm sensation of normality when she noticed the discarded chocolates box. She hadn't thrown it away yet and she decided she would look to see if there was any product details to order more, they did taste amazing. She couldn't quite remember who had given her the present, and there wasn't any numbers she could see. All the writing was in some language she didn't recognize too, except for a small disclaimer on the inside of the box she hadn't noticed. It was a warning.

Dear Customer, thank you for agreeing to participate in our product test. blah blah blah, please report any strange symptoms, swelling, extreme hunger, spontaneous lactation, sensitivity. The list went on like a bad infomercial for a drug that gets recalled a year later. From the sounds of it she had been lucky to escape with her nearly human form and rather busty torso.

She was rather dumbfounded at first. It had been the chocolates that had done this to her, every one of the treacherous treats had caused more and more changes to happen to her, and she had just happily devoured them. Charlotte stuffed the box into the trash and grabbed a heavy winter coat scarf and hat. Sure she was a little overdressed for the relatively warm February, but she was hungry and going to have to go into town eventually, and despite what had happened, she was still kinda in the mood for chocolates.

I do not own the rights to the original image used for this photo-manipulation, if the owner requests its removal I shall do so
~The Warlock