Chapter 3: 3. Milked?

"Holy shit last night really happened!"

The sound of Trish's voice jolted me awake. I opened my eyes and found myself staring at her naked boobs then let out a startled yelp. I tried to pull back, but apparently I was already at the edge of the bed. I ended up falling right off with another surprised yelp, and my bare ass hit the floor with the sound of a sharp slap.

That stung a bit, but it didn't hurt half as much as the way the fall jolted my huge heavy breasts.

"Ow!" I yelped once more, then as I cupped them my eyes grew wide as saucers. It suddenly hit me what my best friend was freaking out about, and just like that I was doing the same thing. "Oh my goddess! I'm a girl! I turned into a girl last night!"

Trish moved to the edge of the bed and looked down at me. She stared with wide eyes as I sat there massaging my sore boobs, then finally nodded "You sure did. Holy shit Blossom! You're cute, adorable, and sexy as fuck!"

I felt my cheeks colouring and I gulped as she stared. I mumbled, "You're pretty damn sexy yourself, you know? I uh, should have said that ages ago, but I was always scared of coming across as being creepy or something."

That put a little smile on her face, and her eyes roamed up and down over my naked body as she responded "Thanks Blossom. How are you doing? I mean, are you still freaking out? Are you ok?"

"I'm ok," I replied. "But my boobs are achey. Are they supposed to be sore?"

She frowned as she shifted around till she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and I couldn't help staring again at her beautiful girlcock. It was soft now, hanging limp between her gorgeous legs. Her voice snapped me out of the little daze I'd slipped into and I quickly focused on her face as she spoke.

"Mine only ache when they're growing," she replied with a slight frown. "And considering yours are practically as big as your head I sure hope they're not getting any bigger."

"Not that I'm complaining," she added quickly. "Just, damn girl? I didn't know how much I was into cowgirls till I saw you."

That made me blush, but it also put a happy smile on my face.

"Anyways why don't you get up off the floor cutie," she said as she reached out and offered me a hand. "You know we skipped dinner last night? Are you hungry? We should eat something, maybe have a drink, then figure out what the hell we're going to do about all this."

I let her pull me up onto my feet, then she stood up as well and another little flutter of emotions rippled through me as it struck me once more just how much taller she was than me.

She must have been thinking the same thing as she looked down at me. She was grinning again, "Oh my goddess you're fucking adorable. Are you ok with that? I mean... Shit you must've lost like twenty-five centimetres. You're tiny!"

"It's fine," I grinned. "I don't mind it. Actually it's kind of... It makes me feel happy? Especially when I'm next to you."

Trish bit her lip, then put an arm around my shoulders and guided me out of the bedroom. Neither of us bothered with clothes as we took turns using the bathroom, then returned to the living-room.

The TV was still on, her console was in screen-saver mode. The untouched bowl of nacho chips was stale and the drinks we'd opened were warm and flat. It didn't take long for the two of us to tidy things up together though. The chips were thrown out, the drinks dumped in the sink, and the TV and game were turned off.

Trish put one of the frozen pizzas in the oven, then got us both some soda out of the fridge. We went back into the living-room and sat down on the sofa together, but I put my drink on the coffee table then rubbed my chest again. They were still aching and I was sure something wasn't right.

"Still sore huh?" my best friend asked with a worried look. "What do they feel like? Is it a sharp pain? Dull ache? All over, or in some specific spot?"

I grimaced, "Dull ache, all over, but mostly around my nipples? And it feels like, I dunno? Like they're heavy, like there's a pressure ~"

My eyes went wide and my mouth hung open as it hit me. Trish seemed to figure it out at the same time, since her expression suddenly mirrored my own.

"You're a cowgirl," she half-whispered. "We already did the breeding part. Now you need to be milked."

I felt a flutter in my stomach and I half-whispered back, "I don't know if that scares me or excites me."

Her cheeks coloured as she admitted, "I know which of those two it's doing for me, cutie."

A quick glance confirmed her girldick was already at half mast, and that sent another flutter through my body. It soon settled between my legs and left me feeling warm and wet.

"So what do we do?" I asked. "Or how?"

Trish bit her lower lip, then she got to her feet and hurried back to the kitchen. She returned a moment later with a couple big beer mugs, the kind that held at least a pint. My eyes went wide as I stared at them. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to fill one of them, let alone two. But it sent some more shivers of nervous arrousal through my body as I tried to picture it.

Once again my friend took charge, which was more than ok with me. She put both our drinks off to the side so they were out of the way and wouldn't get spilled, then she had me kneel on the sofa and lean forward while she sat in front of me on the coffee table. She left one of the beer mugs next to her and carefully held the other one on her lap, between her strong shapely thighs.

With both her hands on my boobs she looked me in the eyes and asked, "Ready?"

"Oh yeah," I nodded.

By that point she looked as excited as I felt. She gently started kneading my breasts, and the feeling of her strong soft fingers on my body was a little bit of bliss. My nipples were soon fully erect again, and so was her girlcock. Meanwhile I was very aware of the hot wet need between my legs, and I had a feeling by the time this was done I was going to get bred again. And I was already looking forward to it.

Trish continued kneading my boobs for another minute or so, then a wide grin formed on her lips. She almost laughed, "I don't fucking believe it. You're really lactating."

Sure enough white droplets had formed on both my nipples, and my best friend repositioned her hands on my boobs. She started using her thumb and the first two fingers of each hand, to squeeze and pull at my nipples. Each pinch and tug sent a shock of pleasure through my body, and after two or three tries she got the first squirt of milk out of me.

I stared wide-eyed at the splash of white creamy liquid that spattered across her perky boobs. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to apologize for squirting her or blame her since she's the one with the bad aim. Then a second squirt joined the first, and now my milk was dripping off my best friend's tits.

"Oh goddess," I mumbled as another wave of arrousal washed over me.

Meanwhile Trish didn't say a word. Her eyes were fixed on my chest as she continued her gentle tugging and squeezing. It only took a few more tries before she figured out the right technique and got into a rhythm. The next few squirts continued to paint her own chest with my thick white creamy milk, before she finally got the aim sorted out. After that most of it went into the mug, though a few stray squirts left her throbbing hard girlcock coated in my cream.

The whole time I stayed almost silent, apart from some soft moans and mooing noises. I was lost in between the beautiful sensations she was giving me and the horny-as-heck visual of my cream dripping off Patricia's tits and cock. Along with the knowledge that I'd turned into a girl and now my best friend in the whole world was milking me, it was almost too much for my gay little cowgirl brain to handle.

"Oh fuck what am I thinking?" Trish suddenly gasped.

I let out a sad moo as her hands left my boobs, while she put the nearly-full mug aside then stood up and pushed the coffee table out of the way. Finally she sank down to her knees, then before I could ask what was happening her mouth closed around my left nipple and I was back in heaven.

A few tremors shot up and down my spine while she sucked and licked, then she switched to the other side and kept going.

"Oh goddess yessss!" I moaned as a stronger shudder passed through my body, and when my brain caught up to the rest of me I knew I'd just come from my best friend sucking milk out of my tits. I was positive she knew it too, there was a happy playful look in her eyes as she kept sucking and licking at my teat.

That thought led to another temporary brain-glitch. Now my best friend wasn't just milking me, she was drinking my milk direct from the source. That thought looped around in my head for another few seconds till Trish jolted me out of it with a gentle bite.

Another shudder rocked through my body and I mooed even louder as my hands clutched her shoulders. I hadn't even noticed I was holding her till I felt my fingernails bite into her skin.

She looked up at me and the look of lust and passion in her eyes was almost enough to set me off yet again. She slowly pulled back, and my fat pink nipple slipped from her lips with a quiet 'pop' sound. It was slick with a blend of my milk and her saliva, and the only thing I could think of that was hotter was the thought of my saliva and come coating her rock-hard shaft.

I licked my lips and opened my mouth to tell her as much, when the bleep-bleep-bleep of the oven timer rattled through the apartment.

"Fuck," Trish grimaced. "Fuck fuckity fuck!"

I groaned and slumped back on the sofa, the mood was obviously lost for now.

"I'll get it," she said as she got to her feet. "And we really should eat something, so yeah. Break time."

A few minutes later we were sitting side by side on the sofa, both of us had plates on our laps with a couple slices each. We were still stark naked, and as I munched on a slice of Hawaiian I found my eyes kept drifting to that full mug on the coffee table.

"So um," I asked softly while my cheeks heated up. "What did it taste like?"

Trish smirked as she swallowed a mouthful of pizza, then she leaned forward and picked up the mug. She offered it to me and suggested, "Find out for yourself."

I hesitated a half second then took the mug from her. It was heavy, and the contents were still warm. It smelled like milk, but looked richer and heavier, like full-fat cream. And that's pretty much how it tasted too, but a little sweeter. There was even a slight vanilla after-taste, which almost made me think of melted vanilla ice-cream.

"Is that normal?" I asked as I set the half-empty mug back down. "It tasted good? But not like milk you get at the store."

My best friend shrugged, "Blossom you turned into a cowgirl last night after mooing at a plush toy. What do I know about what's normal in this situation?"

"Oh right," I giggled, then had another bite of my pizza.

We were both quiet again as we ate, but it wasn't long before something else crossed my mind.

"Hey," I looked up at her. "I wasn't the only one who got a plushie last night. What if your wolf is magic too?"

That put a thoughtful frown on Patricia's face, and she looked around then spotted her little white wolf on the floor next to the sofa. She set her plate aside then picked up the plushie and turned it over in her hands, before finally commenting "It didn't do anything last night. I even made woof sound effects right? Nothing."

"Woofs and barks are dog noises," I stated. "Wolves howl, remember? Awoo?"

Trish continued to frown at the little toy wolf in her hands for another half minute, and I could guess what she was thinking. Mine turned me into a cowgirl. If hers was magic too, would it make her a wolfgirl? And was that something she wanted?

The answer came a few seconds later when she quietly said, "Awoooooo!"

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For a second or so nothing happened. It was just long enough for both of us to figure it wasn't going to do anything. And when it did, it was so fast and so... I'd almost call it subtle, that it took me another second to even realize she'd changed.

The wolf plushie fell to the floor next to the sofa, and my jaw nearly hit the floor at the same time as I stared. I'd been expecting a wolfgirl, or maybe a cute little cartoon wolf. Instead I found myself sitting beside a large full-grown honest-to-goddess wolf.

She was bigger than me, she probably was as big as she'd been originally, but she was covered in gleaming white fur. The white was joined by some silver streaks along her back, and her long furry tail was a mix of white and silver. Her muzzle was full of large sharp teeth, and all four paws were tipped with long sharp claws.

"Oh my goddess," I whispered. "Trish? Is that you?"

She turned and looked at me, then blinked her beautiful amber eyes. Her head tilted to one side, and she finally looked down at herself. Like she hadn't even noticed that she'd changed, she seemed surprised to realize it.

She hopped down off the sofa and spun around twice like she was trying to get a look at her tail, which would have been the cutest damn thing ever if I wasn't caught between panicking that my best friend was now a large wolf and panicking because I was a small tasty cowgirl snack next to the large impressive predator chasing her tail in front of me.

After another half minute I pointed at the wolf plushie and suggested, "Touch it and awoo again? When I mooed the second time that made a cowgirl right? So another awoo should turn you into a wolfgirl?"

Trish looked at me then nodded. She moved closer and placed a big paw gently on top of the tiny toy. It was almost shocking to realize just how big those paws were, especially compared to my delicate little hands.

She let out a soft howl, then looked up at me. And a second or two later it happened. My best friend was back, mostly. She was herself again, except her platinum-blonde hair was now pure white and her bright blue eyes were now amber coloured. And she had a pair of large pointed fuzzy ears sticking up ontop of her head, coated in the same snow-white fur. And a large furry white and silver tail was wagging back and forth behind her.

"Hey!" She gasped with a wide smile. "I'm me again!"

"Mostly," I nodded. I gestured at the ears and her tail, "There's a few little changes though."

Trish twisted to look behind her then giggled, "Oh my goddess! I got a tail!"

"And ears," I reminded her.

She giggled again as she got to her feet, "C'mon! Mirror time!"

I set my plate aside and stood up as well then followed her into the bathroom.

Like I figured at first glance, she was almost completely back to normal. Same height, same slim strong lithe body. Same perky breasts, same supple legs. She even still had her girldick between her legs.

"I don't understand," I frowned as I looked at the two of us in the mirror. "My plushie turned me into a tiny cowgirl with a cis-normative body. You're basically the same you as before. The only difference is wolf ears and tail. And your hair and eyes."

"Those aren't the only differences," Trish commented. There was an amused smile on her face as she gave her shaft a few strokes, "I'm pretty sure this got bigger."

My eyes widened as I watched her girlcock harden, and I realized she was right. By the time she was fully erect it was obvious she'd grown from almost fifteen centimetres to about twenty. It was thicker too, and I gulped and licked my lips as I stared. But at the same time I had even more questions.

"I don't get it? Why would that happen?" I asked softly. "Are you upset with that? Are you going to be ok?"

Even as I asked I could tell she wasn't upset. If anything the way she was smiling and staring at me in the mirror made her look like she was thinking about putting her added length to good use.

"Not upset Blossom. As for why..." she shrugged. "Going out on a limb here but I'm going to say whatever's behind this, whatever magic caused this? It gives us what we want. Or maybe not exactly what we want, but it's something we'll be happy with?"

Her cheeks coloured as she quietly admitted, "It might also go off what's on our mind when we use the plushie? I was kind of thinking about breeding you again when I used my wolf. Maybe that had something to do with it? And I'm guessing you were probably thinking about being milked and bred last night when you used your cow plushie."

"Oh..." I gulped as my cheeks heated up again too and I admitted, "Yeah, you're right."

After a second she smiled, "Anyways it's hard to speculate about all that stuff right now cutie, because I'm actually still mostly thinking about breeding you again right now."

That sent a shudder through me, and reminded me of something I'd heard and read women would say in this situation. My lips twitched into a grin as I mumbled, "Sploosh."

Trish laughed, "You little slut, you want it too, don't you!"

"Yeah," I admitted. "Maybe I wanted all of this?"

She smirked, "Good. Because there's nothing else I wanna do today but breed and milk my slutty little cowgirl girlfriend."

"Uh-huh," I gulped as I felt another flutter through my body. My knees got a little weak, my pussy was wet, and my nipples started to harden as my thoughts drifted back to last night.

The mental image of being on all fours on her bed while she pounded me doggy-style left me breathing hard. I nodded and whispered, "I like that plan."

With her hand on my shoulder the strong tall wolfgirl led me out of the bathroom and back into her bedroom. She soon had me kneeling on the edge of the bed while she moved to stand before me.

I licked my lips again as I looked at her big glorious girldick, but before I started something clicked and I looked up at her.

"Girlfriend?" I gasped happily. "You called me your girlfriend?"

Trish smiled, "Yes Blossom. Girlfriends. If that's ok with you?"

I nodded happily, "Oh gosh yes! It's extremely ok! It's all the ok!"

Her smile shifted to a smirk, "What about the rest of it? I didn't just say girlfriend, I also called you my slutty little cowgirl. Does that work for you?"

She could tell it did from how my body responded to her words. I smiled and bit my lip as I nodded anyways, and sure enough she got the hint.

"You like that huh?" Trish grinned. "Well my cute little cowgirl slut, how about you put that mouth of yours to work? Let's see how you handle my big wolfgirl cock, and if you do a good enough job then we'll get on with the breeding part."

That was more than enough encouragement for me, and I didn't waste any more time getting started. With both hands gripping the base I started kissing and licking up and down her length, then opened up and took what I could into my mouth. I sucked, I licked, I swirled my tongue around the head, while my hands stroked and caressed the rest of her wolfgirl shaft along with her wolfgirl balls.

"Fuck yes," Trish moaned as her hands stroked my hair and played with my little horns.

She seemed pleased with my technique as it didn't take long before her legs and ass clenched, then her muscles spasmed and her girlcock twitched. I remembered last night it was more of a delicate little spurt, but this was a larger, more forceful blast. It still tasted the same though, and I swallowed it all down without a second thought.

Trish sighed, "Good girl. Now on all fours Blossom. Time to make you my bitch."

"Oh yes please," I cooed as her words sent another little shudder of arrousal and anticipation through me.

I gave her girlcock one last kiss and lick before I hurried to shift around on the bed. Soon enough I was ready, with my ass in the air and my head down. I leaned forward and let my heavy boobs and large sensitive nipples rub against the bedding, sending shocks of pleasure through me while my dripping pussy awaited her enhanced length.

The bed shifted slightly underneath me as she climbed on and got into position. Her hands gripped my hips and a moment later I felt that first thrust. There was no need to take it slow this time, Trish didn't waste time being gentle. I was ready, my cowgirl slit was sopping wet and eager to be bred.

"Oh! Fuck! Yes!" she grunted as her thighs slapped into my ass with each thrust.

I let out a long happy "Mmooooooo!" as she pounded my body.

She almost growled as I felt her muscles tense and her girlcock twitch. A moment later she painted my insides with her delicious juices, and that in turn sent me over the edge as well. I let out another long loud mooing moan as my body shook and quaked with a mind-numbing orgasm of my own.

I hadn't even finished coming before Trish started pounding me again, bringing me to two more orgasms in rapid succession.

Like the night before I quickly lost count of how many times the two of us came, or how long we went at it. In the end she had me suck her off once more, and I happily licked both our fluids from her long hard shaft. This time she pulled back at the last moment rather than letting me drink it, and in a reversal of my milk on her tits she spurted her clear tasty juice over my huge cowgirl boobs.

Finally exhausted, the two of us lay cuddling together on her bed. I was the little spoon, and the feeling of her soft girlcock against my ass and her perky tits on my back kept me just a little too arroused to fall asleep right away.

"Hey Blossom?" Trish mumbled softly. "What the fuck are we going to do about college tomorrow?"

I shrugged slightly, "Right now I don't care. I've never been happier and nothing else matters."

"Good girl," she responded, before finally drifting into a light sleep.

A minute or two later I dozed off as well, with a happy smile on my face.

My best friend was a wolfgirl, I was a cowgirl, and we were girlfriends. And that's all I cared about.

~ The End ~

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