Re: A Dairy Princess' Revenge - by Cowpoke & Madmax011
Experimenting with food at breakfast the next morning was interesting.
Grass, as it turned out, was not the most filling of foods, though Sarah admitted that it was starting to taste better than it had. We did find out that though that a general mix of raw greens was just as palatable.
After breakfast I left Sarah and Christy alone in the house and went to do a little shopping. When I left them Christy had Sarah mooing in pleasure while milking her in the milking frame.
Not two hours later I returned from the nearest gas station, bags of shopping under arm. As I approached the house I could hear loud beating music coming from inside. As I got closer to the front door the Sarah and Christy's giggling became discernible above the din. Letting myself in I found the girls in the sitting room.
A hooked up stereo in the corner was providing the rhythmic beat to what seemed like a practice dancing session. Christy was strutting around the middle of the floor pulling seductive dance moves to the beat of the music. She had put on modified version of her old dancing costume. A leotard onsie covered her legs and upper torso, Except for the holes where her breasts and udders were hanging out. Her hairy forearms were covered with long skintight gloves the same deep red as the main part of her costume.
Sarah was reclining on one of the couches. Bloated pot-belly rested on top of her sagging udder. Christy had obviously done a good job milking Sarah that morning, as the udder looked quite empty. Sarah's feet were propped on a poof in front of her, with her normal looking left foot underneath her half hoofed / half human foot. She looked very relaxed as she hooted and hollered at Christy's antics. Beside her was a bowl of grass that she seemed to be snacking on.
As she saw me standing in the corner of the room she smiled and waved me over. As I wandered over I asked, "What's going on over here then?" Patting the couch beside her she said, "We got a call earlier, we're wanted tonight for work. Christy's just practising some moves".
"Oh yeah!?" I sank into the couch beside Sarah. "You're not showing off your changes then?"
Christy stopped and plopped onto a recliner panting. "Oh I am... just going to surprise them is all."
"Ah! Not worried about the reaction?" I asked.
"Oh no!" Christy exclaimed as she took a long swig from her water bottle. "Far from it in fact, Harry's in the know and all for it."
"Very good!" I said, looking forward to the evening already. "What about you hun? Are you doing anything tonight?"
"Just serving again. Still not mobile enough to dance."
Before I could comment Christy cut in. "I don't know Sarah. I'd say you're able for some sort of a show."
I put on my best, big eyed pleading face, and turned to Sarah. "I'd love to see you dance sweetie."
"I bet you would!", she laughed. But after a moments pause she relented. "Go on then. At the very least I'll give it a go here."
Christy and I smiled at our joint victory. As Sarah hoisted herself and her udder up, Christy put on some music. This song was a lot less 'thumpy' and far more seductive.
For a few moments Sarah just stood, swaying lightly from side to side, as her head bobbed and tried to decipher the beat.
Getting into the song and the beat Sarah began swaying more and more. Her arms were then raised and clasped over her head as she started to twist and shake in a more seductive manner. Her upper body swayed, with her udder slowly shaking from side to side like a counterweight between her unnaturally wide hip.
Growing more confident at our enthusiastic grins, Sarah began to move around more, lifting her feet and starting to dance proper. Side to side she went, right foot clicking her three hoofed toes against the wooden floor, and the sole of her left foot slapping in beat after it. It was mesmerising watching her flow. She was definitely less graceful than Christy, but she wasn't doing badly at all.
Her breathing and mine intensified as my beautiful cowgirl and I kept our eyes locked. The music swelled and swelled, and by the time it and Sarah's dancing came to a crescendo we were both panting.
With a satisfied and exhausted sigh Sarah slumped back onto the couch beside me and whispered. "C'mere you fool... kiss me." I more than happily obliged.
After a few more moments of making out we pulled apart, Sarah biting her black bottom lip. I could sense a question welling up inside her. "What is it sweetheart?" I prompted. She looked at me with big pleading saucer eyes and said, "Could you do me a favour hun?"
"Of course, what is it?" I asked. She grinned shyly and said. "Is there any chance you could make this..." she lifted her human left foot, "...look like this". She lifted her hybrid right foot and gave the three toes on it a wiggle. "It feels weird moving around having them different is all..." she continued to ramble.
Before she could continue further I raised my hand and stroked her face with the back of it. "Of course sweetie. If it's what you want?"
Sarah closed her eyes and exhaled happily. "It is! I want to say goodbye to my boring human feet once and for all... I want to move on to hooves... I think I'm ready."
Just hearing her say that made me rock hard. My penis was threatening to either break my pants open, or break straining off my pants.
I nodded vigorously. "Okay let's make this happen!" I said enthusiastically.
Smiling and clapping her hands excitedly Sarah hopped up from the couch as best she could. With a single commanding motion from Sarah I threw off my shirt, unzipped my pants and pulled them down. My rock hard member sprang out to greet my sexy transformee wife.
Next, Sarah sat down across from me on a poof, and just like the last time she gave me a footjob she lifted her foot and traced a line with her big toe from my chin to my crotch.
This time, however, I lasted nowhere near as long. I was so hot and bothered from the dance and Sarah's talk that I lost control as soon as her toe brushed my glans.
Grunting I shifted in my seat as rope after rope of thick gloopy cum shot from me. The speed of it caught Sarah off guard and ended up really only coating my chest and belly in cum.
As I came down from my high I could see the look of sadness on Sarah's face.
An idea struck me and I smiled comfortingly as I motioned for Sarah to put her foot on my lap.
She obliged happily and placed it there awaiting what I would do.
Carefully I used my right hand to scrape off a thick glob of cum from my chest. I then transferred it to my left hand and went back to scraping more of my spunk off myself.
Before long I had a sizeable pool of cum in my hand. Deciding it was enough I slowly, and as sensually as I could, began rubbing the cum into Sarah's foot.
Eyes widening Sarah gasped as the slick warm cum began coating her foot. She sucked air through her teeth as I used my fingertips to spread it between her toes. And she began to moan as her foot began changing in my hands, as if I was moulding her flesh myself.
She graped the side of the poof and clenched her teeth in her first orgasm rolled over her all while her index and middle toes merged. Her eyes screwed shut as her second orgasm saw her little and ring toes merge into one. And she began breathing heavily through her nose as her third orgasm finally turned the tips of her three toes to hoof.
Looking at my Sarah sill clenching the poof, eyes closed and nostrils flaring I got a wicked idea. I flicked a bit of cum from my chest onto my fingers, leaned forward, and in one quick motion wiped it on the tip of my wife's upturned nose.
Smelling the spunk on her nose Sarah's eyes opened in surprise and locked with mine. In smiled and nodded comfortingly just in time before Sarah's eye's rolled back into her head and she began mooing and grinding backwards and forwards on the poof.
Between her bellows I could see her nose change. Wider and wider it became. Like it was being stretched over her face. It became flatter too with her nostrils looking nothing more that raised holes in her beautiful face.
Her change finally over Sarah slumped off the poof and onto the ground gasping and giggling like a schoolgirl, all while stroking her changed face with her hands.
Only then did the other house occupant, Christy, pipe up breathing heavily. "Jesus you guys! Now that'd be a good show!"