(Taylor Swift into Cow)
The evening was fast approaching in California. The streets of the Sunset Strip in West Hollywood were starting to fill up with fans and media companies all preparing for the night of the Vanity Fair Awards.
“Come on Karlie, we need to find…” began a slender female as she played with her dark brown locks.
“A necklace fitted for a queen.” sighed Karlie, “Why do we run around for her Lily?”
“Because we’re Taylor’s high-class model friends and we support her.” Lily smiled.
“I understand that but surely she could have come out to get her own necklace?” Karlie quizzed.
“No silly.” chuckled Lily, “She has to prepare herself for the awards show tonight.”
Karlie rolled her eyes, unlike Lily she couldn’t see what all the fuss was about.
“Excuse me, ladies. I couldn’t help overhearing that you were looking for a necklace for the delightful MIss Swift.” came a voice
The duo turned to see a brown-haired man standing behind a small stall, covered in all sorts of silver and gold necklaces.
“Welcome Madam Kloss and Madam Aldridge to Swifty’s 89 Necklaces” the man stated
Karlie and Lily looked at each, a curious look in their eyes.
“What’s the event she is attending tonight? Concert? Film Premiere?” the man quizzed
“What’s it matter to you?” came the blunt replied from Lily.
“Well. You see, your friend must have the right necklace to match the event.” the man explained.
“It’s for the Vanity Fair Awards.” Karlie stated.
The man hummed thoughtfully as he looked over his stock.
“Yes. This will do her nicely.” he announced, at last, handing a blue velvet box to Lily.
“A choker? Really!” Karlie sighed as she opened the box.
“One hundred percent pure gold.” the man smiled.
“How much?” Lily asked.
“It’s my gift to such a wonderful singer.” the man stated.
“Thanks.” Lily beamed as she began to walk away.
“What are you doing that’s not a necklace.” Karlie exclaimed.
“Yeah but it’s one hundred percent pure gold.” Lily smiled, “Even Taylor won’t turn that down.”
Soon the spotlights were flooding around the red carpet outside the Sunset Tower. The dazzling flash of paparazzi cameras filled the night sky.
Back at the Standard Taylor had just strapped on her golden heeled sandals when Lily walked through the door.
“About time.” Taylor huffed.
“Sorry, we had to make sure we got it just right for you.” Lily explained
Lily handed the box over to Taylor.
“Where’s Karlie?” Taylor quizzed, noticing her friends absence.
“She’s down at the hotel bar.” Lily said, as a worried look crossed her eyes.
“No need to look so worried Lily.” Taylor laughed as she began to open the box.
Taylor’s eyes twinkled as she gazed down at the large golden choker.
“It’s perfect!” she cheered.
Lily breathed a sigh of relief.
“Now scram so I can finish getting ready.” Taylor ordered.
Lily shook her head as she exited the room, “Should have known she wouldn’t say thanks.” she thought.
Taylor gave a small chuckle as she clipped the choker around her neck but once her hands left her new accessory, it began glowing.
“What the hell?” Taylor gasped, noticing the green and yellow glow in the mirror.
Her hands shot back to the clasp.
“OW!” she screamed, “Why is this stupid choker hotter than me?”
Taylor found she could only watch as the metal of the choker began to wrap. It slowly widened as it stretched down to the centre of her collarbone.
Her eyes widened as part of the choker turned into a tattered brown leather strap.
She moaned as she felt a small weight pulling on her neck as the changing choker turned into a black cowbell.
“I’ll kill them when I next see them!” she fumed not noticing the glow changing into a bluish red.
Her arms snapped to the sides of her body as her whole body became locked facing the full body mirror.
“I can’t move!” she shrieked.
Taylor’s ears slowly widened, becoming longer and more oval shaped. She could feel her blonde hair brushing up against her ears as the stuck out from the sides of her head like satellite dishes.
“My ears! What’s happened to them?” she cried out, “My body is AAHHH!”.
Taylor’s voice trailed off into a grunt of pain as a bloating feeling entered her stomach.
“NO...Please anything but my flat stomach!” she begged.
The black fabric of her Alexandre Vauthier dress stretched outwards as her belly swelled. She could feel four sharp twinges coming from within her gut, unaware of her stomach segmenting into four.
“Somebody help me!” the young changing singer screamed.
Taylor winced as she felt a small shock passing through her body. Her eyes darted all around reflection looking to see what was happening.
“What’s changing now?” she quizzed out loud.
Her body was sharply turned to the side while her anus shrunk and shifted position sitting closer to her tailbone.
Taylor’s jaw dropped as she watched in amazement and fear as her arse cheeks began to swell up.
“I don’t want to look like a Kardashian!” she exclaimed.
A small yelp escaped her lips as her underwear snapped off She felt a chill running down her spine as she noticed her oversized butt was way past Kardashian standards. The cheeks slowly pulled apart making room for an upcoming change.
Her body turned back around so she facing forwards, Taylor’s faced turned to disgust as she didn’t know what was worst her large belly or large butt.
“No more!” she groaned as her legs moving further apart.
A strange pressure built up around her crotch region as a flabby pink sack formed over her crotch. Slowly the sack began to expand as four tube like appendages grew out of it.
Taylor’s legs began to quiver as the weight of the new appendage increased.
“Stop this Lily! You’ve made your point now Karlie. STOP!” Taylor shrieked.
A faint sloshing sound drifted around the room as two spirit like hands emerged, slithering like snakes down to her alien bulge.
She shuddered as she felt their cold touch wrapping around two of the elongated teats.
A loud mixed moan of fear and pleasure escaped her mouth as the hands began to tug on the alien teats in a rhythmic motion. With each beat, her breasts sunk into her chest.
A white liquid substance squirted out onto the white carpet.
“MILK ME!” she groaned.
Taylor shook her head as she realized what she had just said. She watched as the mysterious hands pump fast and faster.
“I can’t be milked! I’m noooot a coooow!” she bellowed.
Her thighs and calves slowly swelled, Taylor winced as her skin rapidly stretched to accommodate her growing muscles and multiplying fat.
The pain caused by the stretching covered up her large new vagina forming under her dark anus. A large opening appeared as the surrounding skin puffed up as it darkened.
“LILY!!!” she shrieked as she noticed brown hairs sprouting out of her inhuman legs.
The hairs thickened, blanketing her once smooth white legs as the skin roughed into hide.
Taylor’s eyes welled with tears as the feeling disappeared in her toes.
The straps running over her toes creaked as her toes began to swell up. A faint metallic snapping sound echoed around the room.
“Not my heels!” she exclaimed, not showing any concern for her fusing toes.
The skin of her fusing digits hardened, reshaping her ugly digits into a pair of cloven hooves. The hooves armoured skin turned black as the night sky.
The remaining straps snapped as her slender feet grew larger and longer. Her heels rose up into air.
“Woah!” she gasped as she wobbled slightly.
The spirit hands released her teats and relocated to her back.
“Hey what gives?” she quizzed as she felt them pushing on her back.
Her udder bounced between her legs like a pendulum as she was forced into an awkward all fours stance, with her arse pointing towards the ceiling.
Her hands were forced onto the milk soaked carpet.
“EWWW!” Taylor squirmed.
Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head as she felt several cracks coming from the base of her spine as it unhinged.
“What the f is that?” she exclaimed, catching sight of something shifting under her dress.
As a ticklish feeling brushed her anus, she began to know what it was.
“MOOOOO!” she bellowed as a cold hand gripped her lengthening spine.
The spirit hand pulled her new appendage into view.
Taylor whimpered as she stared at a tuft of light brown hair tipping the end as dark brown hairs sprouted along the length of the thick, rope like tail.
“A TAIL!” she shrieked, “How am I might to hide that on stage?”
The hand released her tail just as a sickening crack sounded out as the tail covered over her inhuman sex.
Taylor began to cry as her finger and hand bones cracked. The once dainty fingers that had held endless amounts of microphones stiffened, growing larger and closer together.
“Nooooww hoooow will I hoooold microooophones!” she moaned as her deformed fingers moulded together like clay.
The ominous numbness returned as the skin began to hardened, taking on a similar black tone to her rear hooves.
Her shoulders squared as they expanded. The young deforming superstar closed her eyes wincing in pain as her arm muscles stretched, ballooning within her arms into tough foreleg muscle belong the cattle she was becoming.
“WOOOOOOOAAAHHH!” she shrieked as her bulging arms lengthened, straightening her body out.
A loud screamed bounced out of her room and down the halls as her hips and shoulders cracked into alignment with her spine.
Her new coat of dark brown hairs rapidly sprouted out of her forelegs.
“Noooo mooooore!” she bellowed as slender neck thickened and lengthened.
Her vocals stretched while the neck strap of her dress tore against her bovine neck.
Taylor grunted in discomfort as her back muscles toughened, popping like bubble wrap as they grew. The delicate fabric of her dress stretched and strained until it ripped open, exposing her hairy back.
The ripping of her dress continued as her breastless chest pushed outwards. Her muffled cries were quickly drowned out but the sounds of her ribs cracking.
“I looook like a freaking coooooow!” she cried, watching the shreds of the dress slipping off her body.
Her ears twitched as a faint barnyard stench filled the room.
“I think I’m going to be sick.” she thought as her new scent drifted up her stretching nostrils.
A loud series of bellows accompanied the faint cracks and clicks of her skull splintering and reforming. Her mouth and nose pulled outwards, thickening into a snout while her nose flattened and spread out more, seemingly merging with her top lip.
Her once baby face now looked like a common bovine’s.
Taylor’s lips darkened as they stretched into leathery flaps. Within the confines of bovine mouth, her pristine white teeth became large blocky grass destroyers covered in yellow stains. Her tongue expanded as it grew longer becoming a slab of meat.
Her beautiful blue eyes slid to either of her head, the colour fading into a dull black.
Her luscious blonde locks fell out of her head.
“MOOOO!” she exclaimed, finding her sight very different.
“Well. This is a surprise.” came a voice Taylor didn’t recognise.
To Be Continued.