This choice: Brad feels oddly content as he settles down and starts munching on grass. • Go Back...Chapter #3Brad feels oddly content as a cow by: Juttuj  At first, he was panicked. A monkey was one thing, it's just a person but smaller and harrier plus a tail. This was something else. He was on all fours, had a long muzzle, and could feel his... 'her', udder sway as he walked out into the middle of the pasture.
However, the panic passed, and Brad felt a wave of euphoria hit him. It was this... this smell that put everything at ease in his brain. Drool trickled from his longer mouth, as another sniff was all he needed to figure out what was so delicious. Grass... it was the grass.
Just like that, Brad began to graze. It came natural, like riding... riding... something. What was that phrase again? He couldn't quite remember, and frankly he didn't really care. Grass was the tastiest, most filling, heavenly food he'd ever had. He couldn't stop eating it, and he found on instinct he started to spit it back up and eat it all over again... was that gross?
"Is that gross?" Brad thought. "Why would I think that's gross? I've done it all my life, ever since I stopped suckling from my mother."
"Orik, ew Orik gur ivo nooy re?!" A high-pitched call came.
Brad raised her head, slightly annoyed. At the fence she spotted one of the tall things waving its weird, hoofless leg around.
"firr lid, doo ivo ot e niroa!" It said grinning again before bouncing away.
"What did the tall thing want... and why would I..." Brad began before it clicked. The overwhelming mental changes were finished, allowing for Brad's more simplified brain to recall everything it needed to.
"That's right... I'm supposed to be a tall thing." Brad remembered before taking another bite of the grass. "That tall thing was my mate, I think. And I'm a male tall thing."
Brad was baffled. She couldn't picture not being herself. She remembered her first milking, her first time eating grass, her first sexual encounter with that gorgeous bull by the fence... yet she knew who she was supposed to be. Thinking about it almost spooked her. Tall things were so ugly and strange after all.
"I almost can't believe it... a male tall thing. I mean, it makes sense... I fell like, I should be dumber than I am now. Should I be thinking this much? Ugh... it kinda hurts to."
Brad then got another whiff, but it was someone getting a whiff of her. She could feel the cold nose of Max, the bull, sniffing her behind. Suddenly, her pussy began to ache, as her body grew warm. She started to go into heat two days ago and had been waiting for this moment.
Unfortunately, Max moved on, and began to sniff around for other females. Brad was angry, but knew she'd just have to wait for her turn.
"I can't wait for Max mate with Brad. Oh, less word better think! Head feel better! Brad eats grass, Brad gets mate, all good! No think about tall thing. Brad happy!"
Her thoughts continued to simplify as Brad began to happily much away, only occasionally turning with envy as another cow got railed by Max. Still, she knew it wasn't long now before she'd become a momma cow to her own little calf as her thoughts of being a man were pushed aside for more 'important' thoughts.
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