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Cow Girl III, Part 6
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Summary: Sequel to Cow Girl II. Decades following Lucy's ordeal, the cow-person condition is becoming an epidemic. Laura has the misfortune of contracting the gene. Contains: Pregnancy, belly expansion, breast expansion, butt expansion, multiple breasts, udders, lactation, and more.
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When Laura woke up, she was sore, and also pleasantly reminded of how well-endowed Brad was. She buried her face deeper against him, simultaneously wondering why he was still in her dorm. It was after a few minutes more of being snuggled against that warmth and human intimacy that Laura could no longer resist her urge to empty her bladder. She climbed out of bed, and with a yawn, walked to the bathroom. Tiredly scratching her head, she passed the mirror, but then she paused.
Laura walked back over to the full-length bathroom mirror. Her jaw dropped as she examined her physique. Her previously flat stomach was now bloated, and presently bulging over the waistband of her panties. For a while she stared at herself, stunned and in-denial. She slowly lowered her hand against her navel, cupping the bloated mound.
Then Laura closed her mouth, clenched her fists, and turned on her heel. She marched back to her bedroom and ripped the sheets off the bed, revealing a groggy Brad blinking up at her in confusion.
Laura, what ?
What did you do to me!? she snapped, hammering him with her fists. What the hell, Brad, what the hell!?
Laurawhatwhat are you? Trying his best to avoid injury, Brad scrambled away. He edged along the wall while clutching a pillow against his groin either to conceal it from view or to protect it from Lauras assault. Whats going on? he broke through Lauras shrieks and gripped one of her arms.
Seething and flushed, Laura lowered her hands. She motioned to her small belly, causing Brads eyes to slide down.
oh, he said after a bit of staring. He gritted his teeth in nervousness. my well Laura, it looks like youre starting to show?
Her face contorting in fury, Laura bashed at Brad with another round of punches, and soon the young man had no choice but to flee from the room.
Still huffing and puffing, Laura stood in her open bedroom doorway, fists balled up as she stared after his retreating back.
Mindys face appeared. She looked ruffled herself. Laura was that Brad? Whats going on?
Laura grabbed hold of the door and slammed it shut in Mindys face.
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Frankly Laura didnt know what the FUCK was going on. It was like Brad had gotten her even more pregnant.
Theres something wrong with me, with my condition, Laura rambled to her primary doctor over the phone. Im as big as a fucking house!
Perhaps that was an overstatement. She looked as though she could have been four months along.
Thats very unusual Laura, said her Doctor Smith calmly. The woman was used to Lauras exaggerations. According to the records sent from the hospital, you shouldnt be showing for at least another few weeks.
If it wasnt unusual then I wouldnt be calling! Laura thought irritably.
Tell me Laura, have you had sexual intercourse in the past twelve hours?
Well yeah. W-with Brad.
Brad? Hes the father?
Laura shuddered. Y-yes.
Laura, it is crucial that you avoid sexual intercourse until after you give birth. The hospital should have informed you, but with your gene, you can get reimpregnated at any time.
What?
What that means is that you can potentially become impregnated every time you have seximplanted with more embryos.
Laura sat there in stunned silence. She stared down at her belly, the way it now bulged over the waistband of her pants.
Further intercourse is inadvisable, and can lead to a very difficult birth. Your safest bet is abstinence, Laura. At the very least, you cannot be intimate with this man.
Abstinence for the next several months!?
Laura took a deep breath. It was doable. After all, she was getting this thing terminated as soon as her clinic appointment came up. That isnt a problem, Doctor Smith. Brad and I are far past over. And for the record, there isnt going to be any birth.
Laura, what do you mean? Doctor Smith sounded perplexed.
Abortion, said Laura flatly.
There was a pause. LauraI fear you havent been fully educated on your condition. At this point in time, abortion isnt
Laura was distracted when she heard a knock on her bedroom door. Ccan I call you back in five, doc?
Laura, this is important, Doctor Smith emphasized.
Five, Laura reiterated, before hanging up the phone. She didnt know what her physician had been about to say, and maybe she had welcomed the diversion a little too keenly. Laura got up from her bed. She had no time to think about that now.
Laura opened the door to see that Mindy was back. Laura began to close it again, but Mindy blocked it with her foot.
Its your mother, Mindy mouthed loudly.
Shit, Laura hissed, taking a glance down at herself. She was wearing a pair of sweatpants and a tight belly shirt, her normally toned abdomen visibly protruding. She quickly dug into her dresser and pulled out a sweatshirt. She had just managed to pull it on when her mother appeared behind Mindy.
Sweetie, said Martha, nonchalantly pushing Mindy aside. Laura soon found herself squeezed tightly in her mothers embrace.
Mrs. Lawrence wasnt unknown for her unannounced visits. It was a control thing, and a lack of trust. Then again, Laura was pregnant with a fucking cow nowmaybe two! Could she really blame her mother for not trusting her?
Laura lightly squeezed her mother back as she forced a smile, and just hoped that her mother failed to notice her changing physique.
Martha pulled back. Your boobs look bigger, she remarked, causing Laura to internally cringe.
Oh thanks.
Lattes?
Laura heaved a sigh and grabbed her keys off her dresser. Another forced grin. Why not?
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Over the next few days, Laura found herself getting increasingly lethargic. There were no more surprise visits, and nothing to really stop her as she became lazier and more sedentary with each passing day. She didnt know if she was getting depressed, or if it was just another symptom of her stupid condition. But since the day the bulge made its debut, Laura started limiting her college attendance to the courses she couldnt get away with cutting. She stopped going out with her friends, and most of her free time was spent siting on her dorm room couch snacking on chips or the boxes of chocolate that Brad often sent.
Stupid Brad. First he had gotten her pregnantthen more pregnantand now he was just making her fat.
Lauras feeble efforts to diet had quickly resulted to explosions of hunger and uncontrollable binges. Nowadays she found it best to eat consistently if not constantly. She was absolutely stuffing her face. Laura didnt want to think about the number of calories she was consuming per day. She just knew she was generally stuffed at any given moment, and for certain, getting fatter.
At first Laura had been quite satisfied with her plump breasts and full ass. But her mounds were only getting bigger. Her breasts were now round, fat Ds on her small frame, and her nipples were getting largeunusually large. When they were erect, people genuinely took notice, and she could hardly help her legs from quivering despite it all. She would massage and tweak at the nubs when she was alone. As she was becoming aroused numerous times a day, Laura had to go through a panty-change every couple of hours.
The small bump beneath each breast was still presentmoles she presumed to be. But it was bizarre that they were symmetric. They were itchy, and slowly becoming more defined. In addition to that, fat was collecting beneath them. Laura knew she should have scheduled to see dermatology, but she had so many other things on her mind.
Despite the loose T-shirts and sweatpants Laura now donned, she could sometimes feel her roommates eying her, Mindy in concern and Veronica in disgust. Laura knew they noticed her weight gain and probably thought she was becoming a slob. But wasnt she? Laura made a good case for it, with her ass parked on the couch and her cheeks packed with fattening junk.
Things had devolved fast since her hook-up with Brad. All her problems started and ended with that entitled son of a bitch. When Lauras eyes werent glued to her weekday soaps, she often imagined him dying in a variety of bizarre and painful ways.
Laura, come onnn, Stacy whined on the other line.
Laura inhaled. Sorry Stace, just not feeling it tonight.
Three weekends in a row?
I think I have that three-week bug. But next weekend for sure
Thats what you said laaasst weekend.
I know, girl, but this time I mean it.
There was a pause. Thats it. Im coming over.
What? Stacydont you dare
The line went dead, and Laura blankly stared at her cell phone. She grinded her teeth. She knew this routine. The girls would pop up, shove her into the shower, forcefully get her dressed, then drag her out willing or not. After all, she had participated in it a couple of times in the past. Only, usually, she wasnt on the receiving end of the game.
Laura absently folded her arms against her abdomen. For the sake of skipping the part where she would have to show off her nude, plumpening body for all to see, she decided that she would preemptively get ready on her own.
Laura got in the shower and hastily washed up. Wearing a towel, she hunched her way back into her bedroom in case her roommates appeared. There she did her hair, makeup, and applied perfume, practically procrastinating on the last part of the process: finding some clothes..
Laura tried on a variety of outfits, but everything was uncomfortably tight. She released a frustrated groan. Did she not have one loose dress?
Standing in her room, in her too-tight panties, Laura took inventory of herself.
Her ass was bulging heavily out of her panties. It was plump and round, and had come to resemble Nicki Minajs.
Her round breasts could barely be contained in the strapless C-cup bra she had crammed them into. Laura sighed, and took it off.
Braless then. Thats a plan, Laura thought sarcastically to herself.
She lifted the latest dress and scrutinized it, wondering whether it could negotiate her bloated mound.
Her belly was growing rapidly. It had gone from looking like a couple of extra pounds on her torso to slowly morphing into an independent bulge. It was perfectly roundedtoo round not to be suspiciousand she already looked as though she was five months along!
Stupid cravings. Stupid fucking Brad. Laura thought, as she attempted to squeeze herself into one of her final articles of club attire. Just like the others, it could barely fit.
There was some chatter and giggles in the living room now. Lauurraa, Mindy sang.
Theyre here, Laura thought, feeling doomed. She hugged herself, but stiffened when she heard someone open her bedroom door.
Comments
Phat94
Can't wait for Laura to humiliate herself in the club! Hopefully some hunk discovers her "moles".
