《The Cow Hypnotist》


 Chapter 1: Pilot

    Lizzie is at Wal-Mart buying some food when she sees her friends, Mary, Kevin, and Joe, walk into the store, chasing after her like a pack of wolves just found their prey. She could tell that they''re worn out.


    "Hey, guys." Lizzie notices they looked freaked out. "What''s wrong?"


    "Mary... Just... Cows... And...." Joe said, obviously out of breath.


    "Slow down!" She says. "I can''t understand anything you''re saying!"


    "Do you believe in hypnotism?" Kevin, the "prom night star", asks.


    "Pfft. No. That stuffs'' for people who wanna be what they can''t. Why?" She''s starting to get curious about the situation.


    "Well," Mary starts, as serious as ever. "don''t watch the video called ''Cow Hypnotism''. It''s real, I swear! It turned my cousin into a cow."


    Of course, Lizzie doesn''t believe in that kind of mojo. But, Mary, Joe, and Kevin would never getthatspooked about something that dumb.


    "Fine. I believe you." Lizzie walks into the aisle, "But for now, I need to pay."


    Walking past them, she spots the register and waits in line.


    ~~~~~~~


    Lizzie pulls up in her driveway. She then gets out, grabs her groceries from the trunk, and heads up the stairs to get inside. After about a half-hour of putting up food, she looks to her right to see the tablet sitting on the kitchen table peacefully. She remembers what Mary said about the video and how dangerous it was.


    "Well, might as well give it a try."


    She picks up her tablet to look on YouTube at the video Mary was talking about. It was a surprise when it was the first one to be up there.


    She clicks the video and flips her tablet sideways to watch it correctly, making sure the volume was up.


    "Hello." The hypnotist said as the video began. "If you are not into hypnotism, go ahead and leave...."


    "If I''m gonna make them believe me, I''m gonna have to watch the whole thing."


    "...You are starting to get tired and sleepy. You want to eat the grass..."


    "Hmm..." Lizzie exclaims. "Why do I want a salad?"


    "...You start to feel a tingle in your feet.."


    Just as he says that she feels a tingle in the soles of her feet.


    "What''s going on?!"


    Suddenly, her feet started to turn into hooves.


    "What the hell?!" She screams, kicking her new hooves up in the air to make sure they were real.


    "You''ll not be able to keep balance and fall to the floor..."


    She rolls off of the bed and onto the floor, yelping in surprise.


    "If your female, your breasts will start getting bigger..."


    She looks down at her breasts, terrified as they start to grow bigger into a D cup, then DD, then DDD.


    "I need to turn off the video!"Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    She attempts to get up, but she can''t move a muscle.


    "Now, your whole body will swell up..."


    She felt her body becoming fatter and fatter. Even her hips and thighs were swelling, making her look like she had curves.


    "You will grow a second pair of breasts under your old ones..."


    Sure enough, a second pair was growing.


    "Please..... Stop." She can''t keep her balance and falls to the floor.


    "Your skin color will change to white and black..."


    At least that isn''t the worst part. Feeling fur grow on her skin doesn''t feel that bad.


    "Your ears will grow floppy as your head will grow a muzzle..."


    Her ears expand and slid to the top of her head, Suddenly, she feels her mouth and nose push out into a square-like, cow''s muzzle. She places her hands over the muzzle in astonishment and fear. "This can''t be happening right now!"


    "You will feel a tail-..."


    Lizzie doesn''t need to hear the rest of what it said as she looks behind her, only to see a tail pushing out of her pants. Since they couldn''t handle the pressure, they fell right off of her.


    "And now, for my favorite part, you might wanna run outside first..."


    She then remembers how hard it was to stand up. Maybe she could use the bed''s help? She lifts up and starts to run outside but could still, somehow, hear the video like it''s right beside her.


    "You will now feel an utter start to grow..."


    She panics as she presses down her bladder area, trying to keep it from coming. But that didn''t help. As she lets go, the utter begins to grow, filling with milk, too. She plummets to the ground face first. But, instead of landing on her nose or chin, her breasts break the fall. The utter continues growing and growing, still filling with milk. She lets out a soft moo and tries to stand up again, but her weight is holding her down. Her utters grow to the point where they''re now leaking milk.


    "I think a little boost will be fine..."


    Lizzie''s breasts start to grow again, now at E cups. Then, her waist and hips started to swell once more. She feels helpless now and should''ve trusted her friends.


    "I''m absolutely MOOOritified!" Lizzie finally gets up and looks down at her utters, tears welling up in her eyes. "Dear heavens! It''s huge! How did it become so giMOOOrmous?"


    It sloshes around with milk as she tries to stay up. She is also given a bell that was put around her neck already, like a real cow, to track her movement, which made her angry.


    "Every time you eat 10 pieces of grass or anything grass-related, your breasts and utters will swell," The voice from the video says in a happier tone, "have a good time!"


    "Icannotbelieve this!" She grunts, "I need to see Mary. But I can''t just walk over to her house looking like this! I''ll have to drive."


    Lizzie walks up to her car and opens the door, trying to find a way to get in. She finally has to pull back the seat to get in. However, her breasts are getting in the way of the steering wheel.


    "My curiosity got the best of MOO," She says, mad at herself. "now what am I gonna do? God, why am I so stubborn?!" She groans. She then sighs and turns the key into the ignition.


    She turns on the radio and hears a Nikki Minaj song come on. "Great. And nothing good''s on, either.


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~


    When she gets there, all she could stare at was the grass. Mary had always been a good gardener and kept her plants and grass healthy. But Lizzie snaps out of it and honks the horn to get Mary''s attention. She ran out wondering what the ruckus was.


    "Ok, ok! I''m coming!" She yells as she looked in the car window, holding her hands up to her mouth in awe. "Lizzie? I can hardly recognize you!"


    "Sorry I didn''t believe or trust you guys," She jumps out of the Jeep?, her breasts and utters jiggling in response, "but, are the effects permanent?"


    "Oh, uh, I don''t know," Mary ponders, still staring at Lizzie in astonishment. "Check the video''s description. Maybe it''s there."


    Lizzie does as told. She checks the description of the video without turning the volume down or even unpausing it. She scrolls down through the very long description, trying to find anything that could reverse what has happened. Eventually, she finds something...


    "The effectsarepermanent!" She gulps, dropping to the ground and sobbing.


    Mary wants to comfort her but is a bit scared of what might happen.


    "It''s ok, Liz. Liz-a-roo. Lizerella..."


    "No, it''s not!" She yells, "I''m a dumb, nasty cow, addicted to grass, and I have a tail!" She takes a big chomp of the grass. Crying, she looks up at Mary. "D-Do you know how to milk a cow?"


    She sits there clueless for a second, but eventually responds, "Yeeaah...?"


    "''Cause your gonna have to do a lot of it with my diet," she says, sighing, "I wish I could control myself..."

 Side Chapter: The Salad

    "Hey, Mary, did you get me some new clothes?" Lizzie asks as Mary had just gotten back from the store.


    "Yes! But, just to be safe, I cut a hole in your new pants for your utters," She lifts the pants, pointing a the quite large hole in the center, "the only size that would fit your new measurements was an XL."


    "Wow...." She checks out her new clothes. "Even the shirt?"


    "Apparently," She stares at Lizzie''s boobs for split second, then shakes her head,  "also, I got you a salad so you won''t eat that nasty grass."


    "Really? Thank you." Lizzie thought about what the video said for a moment but then dismisses it. The salad couldn''t do that much damage, right?


    "You''re welcome-... Hey, Is that my new, green purse?"


    Lizzie''s new cow side apparently thinks green purses are grass. She blushes nervously, "Um... Maybe?"


    "I just bought that!" Mary lifts it to see several holes in the sides.


    "Sorry... Where''s the salad?"


    As Mary points over to the table, she races over to count the pieces of lettuce inside the clear box.


    "This salad will make my utters grow twice as much!" Lizzie confirms, a little skeptical of what might happen.The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.


    "Just take some of it out."


    "Oh! But I''m hungry!"


    "Ugh! Just let your utters grow then!"


    Lizzie gulps as she swallows the lettuce, instantly falling in love. She eats it like there''s no tomorrow. And then, just like she had predicted, her utters begin to grow, twice as much as they would originally.


    Ah! That''s the stuff!" She pats her stomach, letting out a small burp.


    Mary sighs but then looks down at Lizzie, somewhat shocked, "Lizzie, your utters-..."


    "Oh, who cares if my utters grow?" Lizzie says, looking for more lettuce inside the container.


    "Well, you did actually..." Mary puts down the green purse.


    "Well, I don''t no more!"


    Almost immediately, she runs towards the door and opens it, looking at the grass haven outside. Mary looks at the bottom of the box, reading: Do not feed to dogs, cats, cows, or horses.


    "Oh no."


    Lizzie then falls asleep on the ground with small slices of grass in her mouth. Mary inspects Lizzie''s utters. They were thrice as big now! With all of Mary''s might, she pushes Lizzie back into the house, through all of the doors, and into the guest bedroom. She locks the door and window so that Lizzie doesn''t get any ideas to jump out or run back outside.


    It''ll only be temporary, Lizzie. I promise. Mary thought.


    In the morning, Lizzie wakes up, surprised, "What happened yesterday?"


    She then looks down at her utters, almost touching the ground as she stands on all fours for a second before getting up.


    "Oh... Right." She then tries to open the door as it appears to be locked.


    "Hmm. Hey Mary? Could you unlock the door please?"


    "Are you still going I that grass craving?" Mary asks, sitting on the couch reading a magazine.


    "No," She looks down, "Though I can barely stand up."


    With that said, Mary gets off of the couch, heads over, and unlocks the door, hoping she was off the "crave",  "Thank you," Lizzie replies, dusting herself off, "I know you did it for my own good."


    "Definitely," Mary sticks her hands in her pockets, "Now let''s go to the barn to get you milked."

 Side Chapter: The Bird

    "Mary!" Lizzie yells. "Where''s my hand sanitizer?"


    "It was garbage so I threw it away"


    "WHY?!"


    "It had mold on it! What was I supposed to do? Keep it?"


    "Well, it was mine! Warn me next time."


    Lizzie and Mary have been fighting ever since the beach incident. One of their fights had to do with the toilet paper. Anyway, Mary thinks Lizzie looks prettier than her, even though Lizzie''s a cow. Maybe it''s the bigger boobs or curvier body, but something about her just makes Mary feel ugly on the outside.


    They both decide to go to the park that afternoon, grabbing their sunscreen and purses to take along. They take the long walk down in the woods where the tourists usually go to take pictures. They enjoy doing that because it helps give them some exercise.


    However, while they''re walking down the little pathway that leads to the other end of the park, Mary and Lizzie walk past a teenager who looked at Lizzie with coo-coo eyes, obviously attracted to her.


    "What a beautiful sight to gaze upon." This stranger says, poetically, "She is gorgeous, kind, smart... And yet my favorite animal. I must have her love!" He raises his fist as a sign of triumph, "But, would a young, talented cow want a tiny, weak boy like me?"


    He then walks beside them, thinking: This is my chance!


    "I heard the gardens were the prettiest sight to behold in this park, but, I think I''ve found something more graceful and elegant in front of me."


    Lizzie giggled, "You mean the daffodils?"


    He frowns, clearing his throat, "Um...." He tries to think of another pick-up line. "The daffodils aren''t all that''s beautiful in front of me."


    "Liz!" Mary whispers, getting closer to her, "That guy is trying to get you to like him."


    "Oh!" She turns to him, smiling "Look, I''m sorry, but, I''m not looking for a guy at the moment."


    They walk away as the guy''s heart breaks. He falls to his knees and looks to the sky.


    "No worries, Oneal, she will like me no matter the cost! But, I need to become a cow myself! To the lab!" He then lifts himself up and begins running in the opposite direction.


    "That guy was weird," Mary says, lightening the mood, "Don''t you think?"


    "It was sweet, what he was saying and all. But, yeah. He was weird. And besides, since I''m a cow now, how can we even be together?"


    "I don''t know, Lizzie," Mary says, somewhat annoyed, "I don''t know."


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


    "Aha! I have found a solution!" He laughs maniacally, "Now I can be with my lover!"


    He drinks it as he felt a surge of electricity in his body. He looks at the monitor to see his heart rate rising.


    "It''s happening! I can feel it!"


    Suddenly, something went wrong and he falls to the floor, knocked unconscious by the metal table in front of him.


    ~~~~~~~~~~


    Mary and Lizzie go home and play Uno. Unfortunately, to Lizzie, Mary won.


    "I told you once and I''m not gonna tell you again, I am the UNO QUEEN!" Mary pushes the cards off of the table with her so-called, ''awesomeness'', "Mwahaha!"


    "Calm down, bouncing betty," Lizzie puts her hand on Mary''s arm, "I realize you''ve won every single game we''ve played together, but you don''t have to rub it in."


    "I know," Mary smirks, picking up the cards.


    Lizzie fixes her shorts as she stands up, "You think it''s time to go to bed?"


    Mary yawns, "I guess so. I am a little bit beat from everything we did today."


    They both then head for their bedrooms, turning off all of the lights that were between the kitchen and the hallway.


    ~~~~


    "Ugh... What happened?" Oneal asks, raising his hand to his head. "How long was I out?"


    Feeling weird, he grabs his stomach, rubbing it up and down as if he were hungry. However, something about his belly felt off. Looking down to inspect, he jumps back as he realizes that he now has abs.


    "Woah," He says, grinning and flexing, "with these abs, I can definitely get her to like me!"


    He felt several strands of his hair turn into what felt like feathers. Confused, he plucks one out. He was right. They''re feathers. And just as if things couldn''t get any worse, he watches in horror as the hairs on his arms grow out and become feathers, too.


    "Wait a second," He attempts to itch the feathers off, "I thought this would make me a bull, not a bird!"


    Still extremely confused and terrified, he tries to look around for a solution to the problem, not realizing that he''s growing a tail of feathers. Causing immense pain in his nasal cavities, his face pushes out into a small, but cute, beak. Howling in pain, his feet shifted together and stretched out, becoming the usual, webbed bird feet.


    "I need to find the antidote before it gets any worse!"


    As he continues his search for the chemicals he used, he feels his clothes begin to shrink. Or were they? To see whatever was going on with him, he rushes over to a mirror, seeing his muscles expanding rapidly. His biceps were becoming bigger each second, as is his strength.


    He grins as he flexes in the mirror, even kissing one of his biceps, "Well, at least I''m hot."


    ~~~~~~~


    Mary and Lizzie are out on the park trail again. In the same place they were yesterday, they see an awful familiar bird hanging on the same tree branch as it was.


    "Huh," Lizzie points to the small bird, "the same bird is still there." She then looks down at her utters and sighs, "Well, that''s not the only thing that''s the same."


    Suddenly, they hear something that sounds like a helicopter above them. But it gets louder and louder each second they stand there. Soon enough, the thing making the horrible sound lands in front of them, a giant bird with muscles and abs.


    "Why hello, ladies," It said, flexing its muscles.Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit.


    Lizzie''s eyes turn into hearts as she sees this muscular man-bird. Normally, Lizzie wouldn''t do something like this. But something about him made her forget all about hanging out with Mary, making Mary jealous.


    "Who are you?" Mary asks, crossing her arms as she lowers her eyebrows.


    "I''m Oneal the sparrow. I think your friend is the loveliest cow I''ve ever seen." Oneal says, looking at Lizzie as he moves his eyebrows up and down.


    "Oneal...?" Mary remembers this guy talking to himself after they walked away from him. He must be that odd-looking little boy that had talked to Lizzie about gardens and junk.


    "Yeah! Lizzie wants a big chunk of this sparrow." She wraps her arms around him, running her fingers up and down his abs.


    Yes! Oneal thinks, almost crying, She loves me!


    "Well, if you''ll excuse us, we have some catching up to do," Oneal says as he and Lizzie walk away. Mary squeezes her fists in frustration.


    "Am I ugly?" She seems to think, wiping away a tear, "Am I not good enough to have a guy like me?..." These questions made her feel hollow on the inside. But she continues walking in the opposite direction. What could she say that would make Lizzie understand?


    "So, Oneal," Lizzie starts, still caressing his abdomen, "how much do you like me?"


    "I don''t like you! That''s crazy talk!" He says, staring into her eyes, "I love you."


    Lizzie hugs him tighter and tighter, feeling every last inch of muscle he has on his feathery body, "I''ve never met anyone like me since I''ve turned. Maybe It''s like a miracle we''ve met."


    Suddenly, she feels something weird happening in her utter. It began to get warmer and warmer as if a heater were stuck inside of it. When she quickly looks down to see what''s going on, he notices that he utter looks bigger than before, "Uh..."


    "What is it?" Oneal asks, gently groping one of her breasts.


    Quickly becoming uncomfortable, she attempts to make up an excuse, "I have to use the lady''s room real quick."


    "Ok. But don''t keep me waiting too long," He winks as she runs for her life.


    She rushes to the nearest bathroom she could find. Good thing it was one stall or she''d have a lot of explaining to do to whoever was there. Locking the door, she looks down to see that both her udders and breasts were expanding with the same liquid: milk. She watches the milk trickle down her abdomen like a waterfall.


    "What''s going on?!" Lizzie glances at the mirror, seeing herself grow, "I thought they only grew when I ate grass and salad!"


    She attempts to hold her utters but they continue to swell. They eventually get so heavy that she couldn''t hold them anymore. She pants, struggling to reach them now. Her teats are under the utter and she''s sitting on the ground. However, with much hard work, she manages to grab one of the teats and begin to milk it. They stop growing after a while, going back to normal, a bit bigger than usual but back to normal.


    Then, she hears a knock at the door.


    "Hey, Liz, you ok?" It''s Oneal, "I heard something banging around and wasn''t sure what it was."


    "It was nothing!" She replies, "just finishing up."


    "Okay then. I''ll be on the bench."


    Lizzie sighs as she washes her hands. She takes one last look in the mirror at herself. Her new shirt and pants were now ruined and wet and there''s nothing she could do about it right then.


    "There you are, my love," He kisses her, blushing. Noticing something, he looks down at her utters to see that they were bigger than usual. "Are you ok, Lizzie? Your utters are kinda..." He points at them.


    feeling kind of offended, Lizzie answers: "Oh um, yeah. Just a little too much to eat, that''s all."


    "Is that what happens when you eat too much? Because it''s pretty sexy," He smiles, And a great turn-on.


    Lizzie''s utters swell up a bit more, looking like an overly pumped basketball. "It is?"


    He grins as he watches it happen, "Absolutely. It''s... Beautiful"


    Lizzie had never been told that she was beautiful before. She likes it.


    "Thank you, Oneal."


    "How about we go to my place, huh?" He puts his arm around her, "We could watch some tv and we don''t have to worry about your friend bugging us."


    Lizzie wasn''t exactly sure what she should do, especially with leaving Mary there. But she agrees to this proposal. "Sure. Why not?"


    Whenever they get there, he quietly unlocks his door, revealing an ordinary-looking house. As they both walk in - Lizzie walking in behind them - she notices all of the decorations everywhere.


    So he''s some kind of decorator? She thinks, scratching her ear, Maybe I should ask?


    Right when they sit down, however (and right before she could ask), he breaks the ice in the room and asks the obvious.


    "How do you manage to walk with that thing in between your legs?" Oneal asks, referring to her utters.


    Taken aback by his sudden question, she answers, "I-It''s easy to get used to," She nervously looks around the room. "What a beautiful place. Are you a decor-"


    "Did it myself," He continues to look at her utters, "Do your utters grow on command?"


    "No," She says, getting kind of annoyed, "It happens randomly. I hate it when that happens, though."


    "I see..." He puts his hand to his chin, hatching a "great" idea. "Are you hungry by any chance? I could make you something to eat if you like"


    "I am a bit peckish." She rubs her stomach as he gets up off the couch, leaving her alone.


    Quietly, and sneakily, he heads outside to grab several blades of grass, Lizzie not hearing the door shutting and opening. What she does hear is a ton of racket coming from the kitchen, pots, and pans clanging and clashing, and then a timer for something goes off, making Lizzie curious.


    Finally, he comes back in with an extremely large cake. The cake itself looked very peculiar. Instead of being nice and smooth, it''s very lumpy and has spikey edges on almost every side of the frosting.


    "I''m back. I made this cake for you," He places the plate on the coffee table, sitting down in the process.


    "Are you sure you don''t want any? I mean, it is a three-layered cake."


    "I''m not hungry. Besides, I wanna make sure you''ve had enough to eat before I dig in," He kisses her cheek, her expression one of disgust.


    "Alrighty then..." She gulps as she slices a piece off. She places the little slice of cake onto the paper plate that she had gotten, puts her fork into the cake, and eats it. Somehow, her mind switched from "wanting to leave" to something completely different and she loses control.


    This is delicious! She thinks, taking more bites of the slice, I need more!


    With her utters and apatite growing, she eats the first layer with ease. Oneal grins as he looks down and sees her utters and breasts growing like crazy. He puts his feathery hand on the utter and squeezes it a bit, blushing.


    It''s so smooth...


    She eats another piece as her udders and breasts begin to fill up with milk, putting on a little weight in the process.


    "Moooo!" She yells with delight as her clothes seem to be getting tighter and tighter on her. Her utters continue to grow along with her stomach. Feeling a little horny, he casually puts his arms around her belly, feeling it grow more and more.


    She finishes the cake with bigger utters, a bigger stomach, and bigger breasts. She doesn''t know what all happened with her body. So, she lets out a loud belch,  rubbing her stomach and falling asleep.


    ~~~~~


    She wakes up, finding herself unable to move. No matter how hard she tries, moving left, right, up, down, and even forwards, she just wouldn''t budge.


    "What happened? Why can''t I move?"


    "You had a good apatite. You ate the cake."


    She looks to see her breasts were a G cup and that her udders were huge, along with her belly, of course. She looks to be nine months pregnant with quintuplets.


    "Oh, my God!" She yells, poking at her belly, "How come you didn''t stop me?"


    "Well, I thought it was sexy and I couldn''t help myself." He taps his fingers together and blushes. "I''m sorry..."


    "It''s ok..." She says in an annoyed tone,  "But, how am I supposed to get up? My - well - everything is too big for me to even move!"


    With a slight smirk, he mutters, "Milking?"


    "That seems like the only option." She sighs. There was no other way to go about this.


    ~~~~~~~~


    "Where could she be?!" Mary had been looking around the park for maybe two hours and hasn''t spotted Lizzie anywhere, "Maybe she went with Oneal to his house! Oh, how I can''t stand that guy! Showing off his muscles and thinking he''s all that!"


    She makes fists with her hands in irritation. "I guess the only way to find her is to use the tracking device."


    As she gets into her car, she sets the navigation for Lizzie. She had recently installed a tracking device into Lizzie''s phone so that if anything happened to her, she''d know where to find her.


    ~~~~~


    After about 30 minutes of driving, she finds herself at a white, 2 story house. She checks her GPS to make sure that it''s the right place. Sure enough, that''s where Lizzie''s phone was at.


    "This must be it."


    As she gets out of her car, she checks out the lawn. It is a bit untidy but well kept. There is a massive pond at the side of the house that looks to have fish in it. Finally, she reaches the doorstep. She rings the doorbell, hearing lots of footsteps inside as if they were running to the door.


    "Hello?" Oneal answers the door, a little out of breath by the looks of him.


    "Is Lizzie here with you?"


    "Yeah-..." She whispers, walking up behind Oneal.


    "LIZZIE!" Mary hugs her, accidentally squeezing her a bit too hard, "Don''t leave me like that! I was worried!"


    "I''m sorry..."


    Mary looks at the top of Lizzie''s shirt. Her breasts seemed to be 2 cup sizes bigger, as she could tell through the amount of cleavage spilling out.


    "What happened?" She pulls away. "Your boobs are huge!"


    "It''s a long story," She then turns to Oneal. "I have to go."


    "It''s cool," He replies, "See ya tomorrow on our date?"


    "That won''t be happening," Lizzie glares at him, "After everything you''ve done tonight, I don''t think I ever want to see your bird brain again. So stay away from me. Got it?"


    Oneal sighs and rubs his neck, "Y-Yeah. I get it..."


    "Alright then. So long."


    Mary and Lizzie then both walk away from the house... For good.