{"id":235,"date":"2014-02-05T15:16:47","date_gmt":"2014-02-05T23:16:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=235"},"modified":"2014-02-05T15:17:09","modified_gmt":"2014-02-05T23:17:09","slug":"legal-issues-chapter-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=235","title":{"rendered":"Legal Issues – Chapter 5"},"content":{"rendered":"

A young woman visits a farm with intention to make the farmer sell his property. \u00a0Forces intervene and the woman changes.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Lynn woke slowly, her mind clawing its way out of a near-drunken haze.\u00a0 Her body tugged at her, calling attention to different parts that ached or itched or hurt.\u00a0 She sat up, blinking through gummy eyes while smacking her lips.\u00a0 Sharp pain lanced through both of her breasts when she moved.\u00a0 She looked down at her swollen breasts and suddenly adrenaline crashed through her, lifting the fog from her brain.<\/p>\n

“Muuh!” Lynn cried out in a sudden deep-throated panic.\u00a0 It wasn’t her breasts that alarmed her; rather, it was the distended area of her stomach that brought her fully awake.\u00a0 Her mind told her it was impossible.\u00a0 Surely it was a trick of some kind.\u00a0 An illusion.<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

The skin below her belly button was a light pink color and it bulged outward in a gently curve.\u00a0 Four elongated nipples were arranged as if four corners of a square, directly in the middle of that strange growth.\u00a0 Each of the four nipples were half as long as her pinky finger.\u00a0 A splash of black coloring marred the pink of the skin and two of her nipples had three small splotches of the same black color.<\/p>\n

She reached for her stomach with a shaky hand.\u00a0 Her hand trembled as her finger touched the pink skin.\u00a0 She could feel it; she could feel her finger touching the skin.\u00a0 It was her.\u00a0 Her own flesh.\u00a0 The skin was more smooth than she expected but also harder.\u00a0 When she pressed, she could feel how solid it felt underneath her skin.\u00a0 The nipples hung down, folded just above their midpoints.\u00a0 Lynn ran her fingers across the marble-like warm skin.\u00a0 Goosebumps raised along her arms at her touch.\u00a0 It was an odd sensation and not unpleasant.\u00a0 She felt it as an erotic almost tickling sensation deep within, almost as if someone were playing lightly with her nipples.<\/p>\n

Biting her lip, Lynn touched one of the four nipples.\u00a0 It was soft and warm to the touch and her gentle caress felt like someone playing lightly with… My normal nipples?\u00a0 <\/i>She thought.\u00a0 Normal?\u00a0 I don’t… what… Oh my god.\u00a0 Oh my god.\u00a0 Oh my god.\u00a0 This is me.\u00a0 This thing is on me.\u00a0 What do I do?\u00a0 What should I do?<\/i><\/p>\n

Lynn’s mind reeled before her control locked down.\u00a0 Since high school, she’d locked all extraneous thoughts and emotions away.\u00a0 She needed to study for good grades.\u00a0 She needed the grades for scholarships.\u00a0 She needed the scholarships for college.\u00a0 And then law school.\u00a0 She’d ignored everything that stood between her and her goals.\u00a0 Friends, relationships, time away from work and studies… Everything.\u00a0 She’d ignored the life around her so she wouldn’t have to deal with the heartbreak and pain of a life lived from paycheck to paycheck.<\/p>\n

She looked at herself with a detached mind, analyzing what she saw.\u00a0 Her breasts hurt and, gently touching them, she could feel how much warmer they were compared to the rest of her body.\u00a0 They felt solid in her hands and were at least double their natural size.\u00a0 Their weight pulled at her back.\u00a0 So, not water retention after all.\u00a0 Not with the rest of these changes.<\/i>\u00a0 She thought to herself.\u00a0 Her normally flat stomach was far less defined and, looking further at the rest of herself she seemed simply softer than she should.<\/p>\n

“It’s an udder.\u00a0 A cow’s udder,” she said.\u00a0 She stroked the new appendage carefully, marveling at how smooth it felt.\u00a0 Part of her mind wanted to scream at her but she pushed it away. The bulge was slight; not a hanging bag like she’d seen on pictures of cows but, rather, a clear curve away from her belly.\u00a0 A large vein ran diagonally along it.\u00a0 The vein was larger than any of her other veins and seemed to disappear at the edges of the bulge.\u00a0 She thought the black coloring in the middle of the udder looked vaguely like a Tyrannosaurus being eaten by a gelatinous blob.\u00a0 The four nipples stirred at her touch.\u00a0 She watched as they shifted on her, stirring in response to her light touches on her udder.\u00a0 It was similar to the nipples of her breasts hardening but not quite.\u00a0 The four long nipples tried to stiffen but, instead, they flopped over at different angles.<\/p>\n

She’d noticed the brown fur along her hips and legs earlier but now she focused on it.\u00a0 Leaning back so she could see past her swollen breasts, Lynn bit her lip.\u00a0 Hunching over was awkward and uncomfortable because of her breasts and udder.\u00a0 Short brown and white fur covered her waist completely. Starting from below her udder, the fur spread out and around until it stopped mid-thigh.\u00a0 She ran her fingers through the fur, feeling the way the slightly stiff hair pulled at her skin.\u00a0 It seemed thicker than what she’d seen on cows and, while stiff, it felt silky to the touch when she stroked herself the proper way.<\/p>\n

Although the fur between her thighs was as thick as it was on her legs, she could easily see her labia.\u00a0 She’d been born with a petite vagina and, never having had children, her lips had stayed in place; hidden and compact.\u00a0 Now, both her inner and outer lips were exposed as if they were engorged.\u00a0 She touched herself carefully, feeling along the now-puffy lips of her vagina.\u00a0 Her fingers brushed against the fur of her inner thighs.\u00a0 Brown fur with white spots of various shapes and sizes.\u00a0 At least it still feels like my own vagina.\u00a0 It doesn’t seem like there’s any loss of feeling.<\/i>\u00a0 Lynn sighed.<\/i><\/p>\n

Lynn turned to look behind herself but then stopped.\u00a0 Instead, she pulled her feet up to her bed to stare at them.\u00a0 The fur of her thigh slid across her breasts and she shivered from it.\u00a0 Her feet were stretched out.\u00a0\u00a0 But, more noticeably, her toes were longer and covered with the thick gray toenail like growth she’d noticed briefly yesterday.\u00a0 Lynn held her right foot, turning it over.\u00a0 The bottom of her foot was tough and the toenails wrapped around to cover all but the very pads of her toes.\u00a0 The toenail had grown down to cover the first knuckle of each toe and, when she touched the bottom of her toes, she felt nothing.\u00a0 No sensation at all.\u00a0 The young woman pricked all ten of her toes and none of them responded.\u00a0 The thick grey growth was now triple the thickness of her normal toenail.\u00a0 When she tried to wriggle her flattened toes, they all moved together in a line.\u00a0 Looking more closely, she saw thick skin connecting each toe together and, where the toenails touched, they merged as if melted together.<\/p>\n

Setting her feet back on the ground, the young woman turned awkwardly before realizing she couldn’t see anything on her back.\u00a0 She explored with her hands.\u00a0 She felt her wider hips and the way her ass ballooned out behind her.\u00a0 It wasn’t huge but even without looking, she could feel how much larger she was.<\/p>\n

She knew what to expect while her hands moved.\u00a0 She’d been feeling it the entire time.\u00a0 Her fingers met at the middle of her lower back and there she found her tail.\u00a0 It was a small thing yet but even without touching it, she could feel it.\u00a0 She could feel it rubbing on the very short fur covering her ass and nerves in the tail responded back.\u00a0 Lynn pinched at it carefully while exploring.\u00a0 There were small bones down the length of it and it ended in a short puff of fur.\u00a0 The closest thing she could think to describe how it felt on her was as if she were making a “come here” gesture with her finger only it was skin and bones moving against her lower back rather than her hand.<\/p>\n

“My face!\u00a0 What does-”\u00a0 Lynn stood in a panic.\u00a0 “Muuh!”\u00a0 She cried out, ashamed at the animalistic sound as she fell over on unfamiliar feet.\u00a0 The woman crashed to the ground, hot tears of shame suddenly welling at the corner of her eyes.\u00a0 Her control fell apart as her body made her finally, fully realize that she was no longer completely human.\u00a0 She sobbed on the ground, arms around her knees in a fetal position.\u00a0 Random thoughts intruded upon her as she cried.\u00a0 I’ll never be able to go out in public.\u00a0 Ever again.\u00a0 Sex.\u00a0 Sex is out.\u00a0 Who would fu- have sex with someone that looked like me?\u00a0 A fetishist who looks at me and only sees a cow?\u00a0 Oh god.\u00a0 What if it doesn’t stop?\u00a0 What if it keeps going and one morning I wake up and I’m just a fat ugly cow on four legs?\u00a0 Would it be worse to still think like a human or to lose myself completely in it?<\/i><\/p>\n

Time passed as Lynn wept on the floor.\u00a0 The sun rose above the horizon and the young woman’s tears slowed to a stop.\u00a0 Occasionally, she hiccupped and sighed heavily while staring at a pile of dust and hair under her bed.\u00a0 Her thoughts were a million miles away as she calmed herself.\u00a0 She lay naked, half furry and in pain.\u00a0 When she’d fallen, she’d landed on her breasts and now that her crying fit was over, they screamed at her.<\/p>\n

Despite the pain and confusion, the warmth from the sun was incredibly comforting. She could tell where the fur ended on her legs from the way her bare skin felt under the rays of sunshine compared to the fur.\u00a0 The fur let the warmth spread around her, diffusing it as it did.<\/p>\n

Lynn pushed to her knees, wincing as her heavy breasts hung below her.\u00a0 The young woman used the bed to help her to her feet.\u00a0 She wobbled for a moment before finding a tentative point of balance.\u00a0 With her hand on the post at the foot of her bed, she went to her tiptoes.\u00a0 The movement and position felt natural in an odd way but she couldn’t hold it.\u00a0 She lowered herself down carefully from the balls of her feet to stand flat-footed.\u00a0 Her tail wriggled behind her.\u00a0 The first step was awkward but the second was less so and she was soon standing in front of the bathroom mirror.<\/p>\n

Her ears were the first thing she noticed.\u00a0 They were long and thin and covered in brown and white fur.\u00a0 The top part of her ears were folded over and, in the light, she could see tiny red veins through the thin skin.\u00a0 The bottom parts of her ears still looked human but were wider and more formless than they should be; as if the details of her ears were being smoothed out by some sculptor.\u00a0 They twitched while she watched and she felt different muscles moving at the side of her ears.\u00a0 Leaning in closely, she could see a line of fine brown hairs running down the side of her head to her jaw.\u00a0 Those same hairs crept along her jawline but ended well before her chin.<\/p>\n

She focused on her face and her nose drew her attention.\u00a0 It was wide and flat and more suited for a muzzle that didn’t exist.\u00a0 Tiny black coloring dotted the skin of her now-huge nostrils.\u00a0 Below her nose, two more dark spots stood out on her slightly reddened lips.\u00a0 Lynn bared her teeth and immediately noticed the difference in her teeth.\u00a0 Her gums were lined with molars and the only difference was that her front teeth were smaller than her back teeth.\u00a0 She had no incisors or canine teeth to show.<\/p>\n

The young woman sighed and leaned forward, resting her head on the cool surface on the mirror.\u00a0 Her breasts ached badly but she knew she couldn’t go to the doctor. What should I-<\/i>\u00a0 Suddenly, she remembered the previous morning.\u00a0 Waking up to blankets soaked in milk.\u00a0 It hadn’t happened this morning and the girl wondered if that was the difference.\u00a0 Oh god,<\/i> she whimpered.\u00a0 Do I really have to do this?<\/i><\/p>\n

Lynn cradled her left breast between her hands.\u00a0 She bit her lip in shame and indecision and then slowly squeezed while pushing out toward her nipple.\u00a0 It hurt but a small part of it felt good, as if massaging a deep knot in her back or stretching after sitting for too long.\u00a0 The woman let go and then repeated the motion, squeezing around the base of her breast while pushing forward.\u00a0 She felt something move inside her breast as if one thing was separating from something else.\u00a0 A small drop of translucent liquid formed on the tip of her nipple, bringing with it a tiny bit of relief from the pain she was feeling.\u00a0 She squeezed and pushed again but this time, a thin stream of milk squirted from her breast and into the sink.\u00a0 The relief was almost sexual and Lynn moaned from it.\u00a0 She kneaded at her breast, massaging it while milking herself.\u00a0 She felt herself grow excited at the feeling and she could feel liquid pooling inside of her in response to it.\u00a0 She ignored it all, refusing to get turned on by the act.<\/p>\n

The pain in her left breast faded to nothing as she milked herself.\u00a0 A small part of her wanted to giggle and dance a little as the swollen breast became softer from her ministrations.\u00a0 Eventually, the stream of liquid turned into small dribbles until, finally, her left breast was empty.\u00a0 Lynn eagerly attacked her other breast, squeezing and pushing.\u00a0 She cooed to herself as her milk came in.\u00a0 She learned that it worked better to squeeze her breast with one hand while the other worked around her nipple.\u00a0 With the second hand, she grabbed a small fist of flesh that included her areola and nipple.\u00a0 Then, she twisted slightly as she pulled.\u00a0 Milk spurted into the sink and the smell of it filled the air.\u00a0 She could feel her puffy lower lips rubbing wetly against her thicker thighs but she again ignored it. \u00a0\u00a0The woman scolded herself as she finished.\u00a0 I may look like a cow but I’m not an animal.\u00a0 I’m just getting rid of this crap because it hurts.\u00a0 Nothing else.\u00a0 I don’t care what you think you want, body.<\/i><\/p>\n

When the last drop of milk left her right breast, she looked down.\u00a0 Both of her breasts were still far larger than what they should be but they now lay flat and soft on her chest.\u00a0 And, now that she looked, she saw that the nipples were thicker than they should be.\u00a0 They were wider than her thumb and longer than she remembered.\u00a0 A small pattern of black coloring lined the bottom of her right nipple.\u00a0 The areola themselves were wider, disproportionately so against her bigger breasts.\u00a0 Heat rose to her cheeks.\u00a0 She’d loved her breasts.\u00a0 She’d thought they were perfect – just the right combination of firmness and softness with a perfect pendulous shape.\u00a0 Her nipples and areola were small and pink and just the right size for her breasts.\u00a0 Now her nipples had darkened to brown and, while those fit the increased size of her breasts, her slightly puffy areola looked like small teacup plates.\u00a0 Decades of forced body image shame made her face hot with anger.<\/p>\n

Now who the heck would want to- dangit.\u00a0 What does it matter?\u00a0 The size of my breasts are the least of my worries.\u00a0 I’m a cow.\u00a0 I-<\/i>\u00a0 Lynn’s slower brain had a moment of clarity.\u00a0 ‘Cow’ linked with milk which then linked with Christopher’s farm and the bottle of milk he gave her.\u00a0 It can’t be,<\/i> she told herself.\u00a0 He can’t have done this to me, could he?\u00a0 How?\u00a0 How could it even have happened?<\/i><\/p>\n

Lynn mentally went over the conversations she’d had with Christopher.\u00a0 She felt slightly odd doing it.\u00a0 With the way she’d been feeling lately and the thoughts she’d had, the woman in her memories felt like a stranger.\u00a0 So bold and arrogant and blunt and rude.\u00a0 How had she acted like that, she wondered.<\/p>\n

Everything in her mind made her think that Christopher had no idea what had happened to her.\u00a0 He’d seemed surprised to hear from her yesterday and the conversation had worked naturally.\u00a0 He’d appeared warm and supportive and normal on the phone.\u00a0 And happy to hear from her.\u00a0 But, what else could it be?\u00a0 Is it possible that it’s something else?\u00a0 It has to be the milk, doesn’t it?\u00a0 But, he didn’t know I was coming and he just grabbed a bottle from the fridge.\u00a0 Still…<\/i><\/p>\n

The young woman walked carefully to her office and picked up her phone.\u00a0 She dialed Christopher and then sat carefully in her chair.\u00a0 Her larger frame and tail made sitting straight-back uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

Christopher answered on the second ring.\u00a0 “Hello?”<\/p>\n

“Mr. Chapman?”\u00a0 Lynn asked.<\/p>\n

“Ms. Hathaway, good morning.\u00a0 I was just finishing a late breakfast.\u00a0 You have much better timing this morning.\u00a0 I’ve already done my morning chores and was going to take a little break.\u00a0 Unless you’re calling again about P&G?”<\/p>\n

“No, not that,” Lynn assured him.<\/p>\n

“Then that’s fine,” Christopher answered.\u00a0 She thought she could hear the man’s warm smile over the phone.\u00a0 Lynn heard wood creaked and she imagined him leaning back to listen to her.\u00a0 “I admit I enjoyed our conversation yesterday.\u00a0 Even if it was a little odd.”<\/p>\n

“Y… yes.\u00a0 Odd, right?\u00a0 I-”\u00a0 Lynn paused.\u00a0 What was she supposed to say?\u00a0 What could<\/i><\/b> she say to make him believe her?\u00a0 To see his reaction?\u00a0 “May I come out to your farm, Mr. Chapman?\u00a0 I swear it’s not about P&G or any other legal thing.”<\/p>\n

“Well, I… sure.\u00a0 That’d be fine.\u00a0 I don’t have anything planned for this evening anyway.\u00a0 Sunday evenings are my days off.\u00a0 Unfortunately, the only time I have off.”<\/p>\n

Lynn sighed in relief.\u00a0 “Okay.\u00a0 I’ll be there in a little over an hour.\u00a0 Thank you!”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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