(The uncompromising sequel to "A Dairy Princess’ Revenge")
Prolog
It's been two years since that awful day, and Sarah has had a lot to deal with, and well, so have I. In the beginning, it was extremely difficult for her, her mental state was very shaky, to say the least. I was her prime comfort, if I hadn't stayed with her, consoling her, comforting her, and letting her know that I still loved her, I don't think she could have survived. Yes, that's correct, I do love her, and even though she was turned into a freak of nature, there were very few times that I doubted my love for her. In fact, as strange as this may sound, I've grown more affectionate toward her, and over time, she appears to have grown more accepting of herself, and of her new form. Indeed, it's been difficult keeping her strange physique hidden from society and nosy neighbors, but between Sarah and me, we've devised some creative ways of masking it, and so far as I can tell, nobody has caught on to the fact that Sarah is carrying a massive cow’s udder squeezed tightly in between her legs!
The person responsible for Sarah's predicament is a former Dairy Princess, and a former friend of Sarah's, named Peg. Peg and Sarah were a part of a group known as Dairy Princesses, which was developed by the American Dairy Association to promote dairy products. During their tenure as teenage Dairy Princesses, Peg had become the object of the other girl's jokes because she was a little overweight - the comparison to a cow became obvious. After High School, Peg disappeared and during her absence, she spent her time studying magic and witchcraft. After a few years, Peg felt she had enough skills to take her diabolical revenge on her tormentors, and devised a scheme, which would reunite them all. Since Sarah and I were soon to be wed, I went along to join in the merriment, or what I thought would be merry. The joyous reunion soon turned ugly, and I became a witness to a fantastic, yet horrifying, display of magic, which transformed my beautiful Sarah into a living, breathing, human-cow hybrid!
Now I have to admit, I'm a skeptic about most things, and a complete unbeliever when it comes to anything involving magic. Two years ago I would have laughed at anybody who wanted to read my palm, but after that fateful day, I can tell you that it's real, magic can happen! I don't know what forces Peg invoked, and I'm sure there's still a physical explanation for it, even Peg herself had said something about being able to manipulate atoms, or something like that, but without learning the scientific explanation for it, all I can tell you is that it was "Magic"! It doesn't take a genius to realize that if Peg can manipulate atoms this way, the only one who can help would be for Peg or somebody else with the skill to undo the metamorphosis. I realized this that first night, but before I go any further, let me tell what it has been like for the past two years…
Part 1 - Life with Sarah
That first night was crazy! Sarah and I got to our place with the help of her three friends that were also at the reunion; Christy, Barb, and Kate. Barb and Kate had survived the night unscathed, but Christy, because of her mouthy attitude toward Peg, was a victim of a slight metamorphosis also. Christy now had four breasts! They were still the same size as her original breasts, it's just that now she had four of them. Since Sarah couldn't wear her bra anymore (after all, she no longer had human breasts), Christy took the bra that Sarah left on the floor and put it on her two new appendages. The shoulder straps were useless to Christy since her two new boobs were lower down on her body, and the straps couldn't reach her shoulders, so she let them hang.
Sarah was extremely uncomfortable, she could barely walk, in fact, she could hardly stand upright because of the weight protruding from her abdomen! It was truly a cow's udder, but I would swear that I never saw an udder as big as this one on any cow, not even the cows at the state fair which are given prizes for having huge udders couldn't compete, this was massive! Sometimes two of us would try to hold up the udder so that Sarah could move around the house in a semi upright position, This was a tough one to get use to since none of her friends wanted to touch the big fleshy mound, and when we would manage to hoist it upright so that Sarah could stand up, the sight of the four huge teats would make Barb feel nauseous. When we weren't supporting the udder, Sarah was forced to remain bent over while standing, which meant that the udder would hang squarely between her legs and down to her knees, which was bad enough, but she needed help to walk around the house, so we gave her a desk chair with wheels that she could use for support and roll around the house with. The roll-around chair was a big help, but moving her legs to walk was another problem, because the udder was so huge, and it was so unyieldingly jammed in between her legs, she had a problem walking without the sides of the udder pushing out against the inside of her thighs. She would wince every time she would try to move a leg forward. I asked her about it once "Wow Sarah, that looks painful. Does it hurt to try to walk?"
"No, it doesn't hurt" Sarah replied, then she looked down at her changed body "It feels really weird. It sometimes feels like I still have human breasts, and if I close my eyes, I can imagine my breasts still up on my chest, but then I move one of my legs, and it doesn't feel right. My brain is confused - my mind still believes I have normal breasts, but then my brain wonders why my legs are rubbing against them?"
This really blew my mind. I was sitting on the couch looking at her, and we were alone that night. She stood there, bent over and leaning on a chair, wearing only a t-shirt, her lower body was completely nude. I asked her if it actually felt any different than having human breasts? She replied "It's awfully close, it's the strangest sensation." I was surprised at her calm demeanor when she spoke, it was like suddenly having a big udder hanging under her was no big deal any more. She continued "As I said before, when I close my eyes and rub my hand over the udder, it feels just like I'm touching my breast, you know, like back when I had human breasts, except that my arm is reaching down too far, which blows the imagery off" Then Sarah looked up at me "I want try something. I'll close my eyes and I want you to rub the right side of my udder. I want to see how it feels."
I knew what she wanted. She wanted to see if it felt the same to have me fondle her as it did before her transformation. I approached her, and my heart started beating faster, I then realized that this could be our first moment together - since she's had this new body! Thank goodness we were alone, if any of Sarah's friends were here it would have ruined the moment. My right hand started to shake as I reached out to touch the right side of her big fleshy, yet firm, udder. I placed my fingers on her udder first, and lightly caressed. Sarah gave out a soft moan. I then placed the palm of my hand on her and continued to rub lightly, Sarah purred "Yes, that's how I remember it feeling… yes… yes". I moved my hand slowly over the upper right section of Sarah's massive mammary, coming to a rest over one of the big arteries running down the side of the udder, I could feel the artery throb with every beat of her heart, which made my heart skip a beat because then I realized that this udder was truly a part of her, and it wasn't like it was dead tissue, but a living part of her!
Sarah spoke softly again "Please, move your hand across it, across to the left breast."
I thought to myself "Left breast? Maybe she really is imagining herself to still have human breasts." I caressed and lightly squeezed some more. Then I slowly moved my hand from the side to the top, which was a lot of area to cover, since this udder was a lot bigger than when she had her human breasts. Without thinking, I muttered "Wow, this is so big!"
"Mmmm", Sarah moaned. Her eyes were still closed "Yes, thank you… thank you…" She was beginning to swoon. I started to move my hand across the top of the udder, there was a slight dip, like a center trench on top, that I reached, clearly the mid point between the right and left sides. My hand dipped across the center trench and then back up across the top of the left side, I could hear her heart pounding at this point, then she jerked a little "Whoa, that felt weird!"
"What, what felt weird?" I asked
Sarah opened her eyes "In my mind I could see you caressing my breasts, as though they were two human breasts, but when you went from the right side to the left side, there wasn't any separation between my breasts, it was like they were one!"
Now this may sound strange, but I was starting to really get into this, and got turned on. It wasn't exactly like she had a cow's udder, since she still looked human, and the udder looked like human breasts, except that it was like four really big human breasts fused into one, with four gigantic nipples extending down from underneath. Her body was still so young and firm, including her new udder. I couldn't help myself anymore, I got down below her, and laid down on my back between her legs. Her distending single boob was staring me in the face, I couldn't believe it, I gazed at her thick six-inch nipples as it really started to sink in - she no longer had just two nipples to fondle - but four of them! I put both of my hands on the topside of her udder, then I started to move my hands down to the underside, it was very warm to the touch. I massaged this big firm sack as I continued down, then I came to the first two nipples, I gently clasped my hands around them and rubbed them up and down. My God, these nipples are huge, my hands started to shake again. It felt like she was getting a cow version of nipple erections! I tried to slow my respiration down, otherwise I might pass out. They almost looked like human nipples, but smoother and pinker. Sarah was swooning and moaning again. I took my right hand and moved it down to her lower right-hand nipple, it was just as big as the others, I began to caress it, Sarah let out with another exclamation "Ooh, that felt weird too, this sensation of having extra nipples, oh my God!" I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I was fondling human breasts again, but the huge nipples and the fact that the breasts were encased in one big sack made it difficult.
Then Sarah did something that made me almost lose my mind. She started by moving her legs apart to try to make more room for her udder. It looked like a difficult task, but after shifting herself around a few times, she managed to get her legs far enough apart so that the sides of her udder weren't rubbing against her inner thighs. Then she said "I remember how, when we made love, and I was on top, you use to like to see my breasts shaking over you."
"Oh yes, I loved that." I replied. Then it started to dawn on me what she was about to do, and I thought to myself "Oh my God!"
Sarah said coyly "Well, let's see how my breasts shake now." Then she started to move forward and backward, slowly at first, then a little faster. I laid there under her and watched. Her titanic tit, bulging beyond belief above me, began to rock back and forth. This single breast would never be able to shake very quickly because of its mass, but it swayed slowly like a pendulum, and when Sarah would pause her body from moving momentarily, her udder would continue to sway. Sarah, still supporting herself on a chair, looked down at me and asked seductively "Well, how do you like it now?" All I could do was moan. Sarah knew that she was getting the best of me. It was like watching the world move. She kept slowly rocking her udder, and kept whispering "Mmm, do you like it? Please tell me how you like it." I could barely compose myself, and I knew that I was in for the most sensational and erotic night of my life!
I won't say much about our love-making (because I'm a gentleman), but suffice it to say that until this time, I never could have ever imagined how wildly weird and yet strangely erotic being with a woman could be. Just use your imagination! I also thought that it couldn't get any better than this, but I was to be eventually proven wrong…
Part 2 - "What would the neighbors say?"
It wasn't long before Sarah had accepted her new form, in fact, there were many times when she seemed to have fun with her body. Yet the two of us knew that spending her life like this would be extremely inconvenient. We didn't want anybody to find out about it, which meant that she was going to be limited to activities that kept her away from the rest of society. So I bought a small house on the outskirts of town, it was slightly isolated, we could still see the neighbors, but they wouldn't be able to tell anything was amiss from that distance. Christy helped me move all our belongings to the new house, and we had to transport Sarah in the middle of the night to make sure nobody saw her. Christy was dealing with her own transformed body too, but of course, she wasn't as exotically transformed as Sarah. Christy didn't have any problem hiding her four breasts, since they weren't that big and could be easily hidden under a baggy shirt. In time Christy would find that there was an advantage to having four breasts when it came to dating, but that's another story.
I bought a new sturdier chair for Sarah to use while rolling around the house. I also bought some large, long, and baggy skirts for her to wear. This was another concept that she had to get used to - in the past when she fastened a skirt around her waist, the waistband was below her breasts, but now when she puts a skirt on, her breasts (or rather "Single Breast") is below the waistband! When she put on a shirt, she didn't have any breasts on her chest to contend with either, she had to get use to it - everything was below the waist now. Actually, the top of her udder protruded out from where her belly button would have normally been (she doesn't have a belly button anymore).
She obviously couldn't wear any underpants either, so I started to think about a way to deal with that. I was fairly handy with a sewing machine, and I devised a plan to build a Bra/Underpants combo, and of course, the bra would have only one cup, one extremely large cup! I started by taking a pair of women's underpants and removed the front section, and then I used some heavy white cloth material and sewed together a large cup section, which I attached to the front of the underpants. I then removed the back-straps from a regular bra and sewed them to the top part of the cup. To wear the new garment, Sarah would step into the underpants, and as she pulled it up her legs she would fit the giant cup over her udder and continue to pull it up, then once she had the top of the cup section pulled up to her stomach, she would take the straps and stretch them around her waist and fasten them in the back. It didn't help with the weight too much, but it kept the udder from shaking and wobbling when she walked.
Since the chair on wheels wouldn't work for her when she wanted to go outside, I also bought her two canes for support. With the canes she could take short walks in the yard and do some gardening. One day the old woman who lives next door came over to see if she could help. I met her at the front door - "Help, what do you mean?" I asked her.
"I'm sorry, but I saw your wife in the garden the other day, and she looked like she was having trouble walking". She showed genuine concern "Is she okay?"
"Oh yes" I said while thinking fast. "She had an accident, um, a back injury."
The neighbor lady grew more concerned "Oh, I'm terribly sorry. That explains why I saw her walking in your yard all hunched over. She really looked like she was having a terrible time walking. Is there anything I can do to help?"
"No thank you, we're doing fine." I was hoping that she wouldn't be too nosy.
"Could I see her please?"
"No, no, she's laying down. She has to lay down a lot."
"Well, maybe I can come in and help clean the house or something." She said as she was trying to get a foot into the door.
I moved to block her entrance "No, please, uh, I'm trying to keep it quiet, but I appreciate your concern though."
I think she got the idea that this wasn't a good time to come over, and as she turned away to walk home she said "Well, okay. Just let me know if you need any help." Then she left. It was hard for me to turn her away because I always love having company, but now things were different, and unfortunately this wouldn't be the last time she tried to get involved with us.
About a week later Sarah went out to the garden, she used her canes to help her walk out to where she was going to work, then she would sit down on her knees and let her gargantuan udder rest on the ground between her legs with her big skirt covering it. A few minutes later the neighbor lady walked over. I was inside and could hear the conversation between them.
"Hello, I'm Mrs. Greenbaum, I heard about your accident."
Sarah was a little confused "My what? Oh, accident, yes."
"How are you doing? Can I help you with the gardening?"
"No thank you, I'm doing fine." Sarah was trying to bend over to hide the mound protruding from her abdomen. Even though she was wearing a large skirt, it still didn't hide the fact that there was something large under it.
"Really, you look like you're having trouble moving."
"No, really, I'm fine." Sarah nervously looked at the window that I was watching through and started to wave her hands for me to come to the rescue. I admit, I was slightly amused at the situation, but it was time to get the neighbor out of our yard.
Mrs. Greenbaum continued with her inquiries "Dear, it looks like you can't move. Here, let me help you."
Sarah was getting frantic "No, please no, I'm fine."
"Wow dearie, was your injury to your lower back? You seem to have put on extra weight there…" At that point I arrived to rescue Sarah. I hated to be so rough, but I felt our kindly neighbor was going to spell trouble if I didn't do something about it. I had to shove her out of our yard and walk her halfway to her house, and I still don't think it sunk in that we didn't want her coming over. She kept trying to be helpful, saying things such as: "The poor dear, you know, I had a cousin with really wide hips, and she had constant back trouble." "Do you have children? It looks like she might be expecting..." and so on…
I eventually erected a high wooden fence around the yard, and our neighbor hasn't been over too much lately. I hate to be un-neighborly, but we have a special situation that I don't think anybody would understand. In fact, even after two years, as much as I believe Sarah and I have both become accustomed to her unusual physical form, it still tends to freak me out from time to time.
An interesting thing about Sarah's new body was that, except for her hips, she still maintains her sleek physique. During the first year she would keep weighing herself every few days, and found that she was slowly gaining weight, but it didn't appear that her body was getting any chubbier. After a while we came to the conclusion that all the extra weight was going straight to her udder, as it became apparent that the udder was fattening out and impeding the movement of her legs even more. Another thing that also worried us at first was the idea that she might need to be milked on some kind of regular basis, but fortunately this was not the case. Sarah never felt any discomfort in her udder, except of course, for the extreme weight that she had to contend with every day, and the fact that she couldn't move her legs very well either.
Another odd thing that Sarah would do was to use her udder as a chair. She would get on her knees, which was already difficult (since her udder was so big and between her legs, that she could barely get down to her knees anyway), but once she got to her knees, she would rest her body on the udder, using it like a chair. Her four huge teats would get squashed and project out from under the mammary mound in four directions, but she didn't mind, it wasn't uncomfortable.
Part 3 - The Return Of Peg
While Sarah and I were settling into the new routine of our lives, I continued to look for a solution to our situation. I knew I had to find some sort of necromancer who could undo the metamorphosis that Peg had done, but how? This was a major problem.
I went to visit a number of people locally who advertised themselves as practitioners of various forms of alternative arts such as; New Agers, Wiccans, Diviners, Palm Readers, Psychics. As I expected, none of these had any skills beyond what I would consider normal human frailties, and when I tried to explain what I was seeking (transforming a person from one form to another), most of them scoffed at the idea, as I would have done myself two years ago. A few modern Witches claimed it could be done, but they had never witnessed it, and a few said that such a transformation was possible only in the minds of the afflicted, such as was the case for Lycanthropy.
I was becoming frustrated, and Sarah would have bouts of depression because it seemed like an impossible task. Was she to remain this way forever? Some of the time Sarah had very high spirits, to the point where she seemed to love herself and her new life, which would often shock me, because Sarah was always so gentle and shy before, now her personality has taken on a new life. The transformation seems to have changed her personality too, but after all, what should I expect?
After a while, I hit on the idea of searching the internet clubs, but there were so many of them! I tried to join every club I could find that dealt with witchcraft and wizardry. I inquired on all of them about the ability to transform the physical being, but most of them thought I was some kook, or that I was trying to make fun of them. Sarah and I spent the next year on these internet message boards, but with no luck, or so I thought…
About a month ago there was a knocking at our door. It was about 2 AM, and since it was too hard for Sarah to get out of bed, she awoke me to go see who was at the door. With bleary eyes I went to the front door and peered out the little window, and I felt a shock wave run through me when I immediately recognized our visitor's face… It was Peg!
Apprehensively I opened the door, because I wasn't sure if her coming here was good or bad, but I needed to know what her intentions were. She looked up at me and asked "May I come in?" Suddenly I no longer felt like Sarah or I were in danger, she seemed genuinely polite. I stepped aside and motioned for her to come in, I couldn't think of what to say to her, I was still in a state of surprise that she was even here, and I had given up all hope that I would ever see this person again.
"I hope you're not upset that I came so late, but I just arrived in the area." She still was being unusually nice "I felt that I needed to come back. I know you and Sarah probably hate me, and that's part of the reason I'm here."
"Well" I started "Things have been quite different for us during the past two years, but I don't think I need to tell you why."
"I know, and I've been giving this a lot of thought." Then Peg looked straight into my eyes "I came back to help."
Wow, I thought to myself, could this be true? Peg has come back to help, and Sarah may finally become a normal human being again? Any angry words that I had for Peg disappeared, and with joyful relief in my voice I told her "If this is true, then you are most certainly welcomed in our house!"
Our conversation suddenly became mutually agreeable. She appeared to actually be happy to be here. "I'm sorry for what I did, I know that Sarah must be living in a nightmare, and I want to help her."
"Can you change her back?" I said anxiously.
"I'll do what I can." Was her reply.
Suddenly I felt my heart sink, her answer didn't instill much confidence. "What do you mean 'You'll do what you can'?"
Peg sat down and started to explain "Well, after the night that I… you know… changed Sarah, I noticed something about my ability to warp matter - I had lost it!"
"Why, what happened?" I asked as I also sat down.
"What happened is that I used my powers to do harm. I didn't realize it at the time, but all that negative energy zapped my powers. Whatever forces that were used to achieve my magical abilities were now working against me - draining me of my skills, and creating havoc within me. My spirit was crushed!"
"Are you not able to perform any magic at all?" I asked.
"It took a while, and with constant deep concentration and meditation, I was able to bring back some of my abilities, but as long as the guilt of what I had done to Sarah keeps eating me up from inside, I know that I would never be whole again."
I was beginning to understand "So you came looking for us again?"
"Yes, and I would have found you sooner if you hadn't moved."
I felt frustrated. "Damn. Sarah and I have been trying to find you, or somebody else who could perform a reversal spell."
"I know" Peg said "I often visit the same web sites and internet clubs that you were posting on. After seeing your pleas on the internet, it dawned on me what I had to do."
"You need to right your wrongs?"
"Yes, I have to undo what I did. Part of the negative energy is coming from Sarah, and until she is emitting full positive energy, I will never be whole either." In some weird mystical way, it was making sense to me. Then Peg spoke again "Has Sarah been depressed? To tell you the truth, I often sensed that things haven't always been bad with her, as though she has ups and downs, am I sensing things correctly?"
I thought about it for a few seconds, and I couldn't help but smile "Actually, as strange as it may seem, there have been many times when Sarah was in very high spirits. In fact, there were times when I think she really enjoyed being what she was!" Then I sat quietly for a minute and visualized the many times that I watched Sarah in bed, fondling her big, firm udder in utter ecstasy. I still can picture her sitting up with her legs straddled, and her single immense mammary laying between her legs, her hands rubbing the top, then sliding out toward the front of it to feel her top two giant nipples, and after swooning for a while, she would reach down for the two lower nipples and massage them as well. My God, her four nipples were so big and long that she would actually give them veritable hand jobs!
Then I stood up and said to Peg "Okay, let's go see Sarah. She's in the bedroom, and is probably wondering who came to our house at this hour." Peg and I walked to the back of the house and stepped into the bedroom. Sarah was sitting up on the bed, all she was wearing was a T-shirt, and just as I have seen her so many times during the past two years - sitting there with her legs straddled apart and her huge udder resting between her them. The force of the mountainous breast flesh appeared to be pushing her legs out farther apart.
Peg stopped with her mouth agape "Oh my God. You look bigger than the last time I saw you!" Then she walked over to Sarah and sat down. At this point I figured that these two had some catching up to do, and I left the room.
Part 4 - The Reversal Spell Begins
Morning came quickly. I spent the night on the couch and was awoken by Peg as she walked passed me several times, she appeared to be brewing something in the kitchen, I figured she was getting something ready, like a potion.
"What are you preparing there?" I asked Peg "Is it some kind of magic potion?"
"Silly mortals" Peg said sarcastically "We don't use potions anymore. This is just a cup of coffee, I needed a pick-me-up." Boy, did I feel stupid! Then she motioned for me to follow her "Come into the bedroom, we're about to begin."
I walked into the bedroom just as Sarah finished pulling off her T-shirt, which was her sole garment. She carefully laid down on her back, while hoisting her udder up on her abdomen. Peg knelt between Sarah's legs, rubbed her hands briskly together, and then looked at Sarah "Are you ready?"
"I've been ready for two years!" Sarah said with a sound of relief.
Peg placed hers hands on Sarah's udder "Now remember, my powers are weak, this may take a while, and I can't promise you how well I can perform."
"Just do what you can." Said Sarah. Then Peg started humming something softly, it sounded like a chant. Peg's hands moved slowly around the giant udder, passing over each big nipple one at a time. Then she moved her hands to the underside of it, and started to gently push. It looked like she was trying to push the udder up Sarah's body, away from her crotch. This must be the first phase of the operation, to get Sarah's abdomen and legs free from this monstrous milk bag, and to push it back up to her chest area! Every so often I would see a small spark on Sarah's skin, and I remember all the sparks that danced wildly back when Sarah was originally transformed, but this was just a fraction of the Light-Show that took place before, which I believe was indicative of Peg's reduced powers. I realize at that point that this was going to be a long process.
I sat and watched for a while, then dozed off. When I awoke, they were off the bed. Sarah was standing up, bent over and leaning on the dresser, and Peg was kneeling behind her, still chanting softly and pushing at Sarah's udder from behind. It was interesting to see how Peg's pushing had to keep in rhythm with the swaying of the udder, which was so massive that it was hard to push against the back swing of this heavy pendulum. I stared at them for a minute, then realized that some progress had been made. It appeared that there wasn't as much of the udder between Sarah's legs anymore, and that it had moved up her torso a little. Sarah looked at me and smiled "I think it's working, it's really working."
Peg stopped for a breather "Yes it is. It's a difficult process, but I think we're making headway."
I asked Peg "How long do you think it will take?"
"Well, I think we'll get all this breast tissue back up to her chest area, then we'll have to move her legs back together to close up this gap." Peg said while pointing to the large space between Sarah's legs "I'm guessing we might get this done by tonight."
What an arduous task! I decided that I would do something more constructive like gardening. During the course of the day, I would stop in to check the progress. By noon, Sarah's udder had been pushed up enough so that none of it was between her legs. By mid-day I was able to see her stomach and the udder had traveled up Sarah's body enough so that it was hanging from her chest. I checked in about an hour later to see Sarah still leaning on the dresser, but now Peg was working on Sarah's buttocks and hips. Peg had her hands on either side of Sarah's hips and was trying to squeeze the hips together. Small sparks would still appear occasionally, and it looked like Peg was starting to run out of steam. I made them some sandwiches and let them continue to work. About eight o'clock that evening I stepped inside the bedroom again, Peg was sitting on the bed examining Sarah up and down. Sarah was standing up, although with some difficulty. Sarah's legs were together, like a normal human being's, it was fantastic to see her body looking human from the waist down again, but her chest was another story. She was having trouble standing upright and she looked unbalanced. Sarah turned toward me, and the udder wobbled and shifted its weight toward one side, then the other side. It was still a huge udder, but it was positioned up on her chest, and we were all so happy that she was at least halfway to being normal again. Her upper body was so petite that it was incredible how it could support such a humungous mound of flesh. Sarah carefully walked over to the bed, and as she walked she put her arms underneath the udder, probably to keep it from shaking and wobbling so much, and also to help support the weight, which made her hunch over slightly. She slowly sat down and pull her arms away, and even though she was sitting perfectly upright, the udder rested on her thighs. Sarah sighed with relief "Whew, it feels good to sit down, although I think it was easier on my back muscles when I had this hefty thing between my legs."
"Well, that's probably why nature put it there for so many animals." Peg replied
They both looked exhausted. Then Peg clapped her hands together and looked at Sarah "Okay, so tomorrow we'll finish the transformation."
Sarah seemed to be looking off into space "Great. Tomorrow. Sure."
I wondered what was going through Sarah's mind. That night as we laid together in bed, I thought about tomorrow night, and seeing Sarah as a normal human being again. She was laying on her left side away from me, and she was very quiet. I let my hand move across her body, caressing her hips and thighs, her hips were nowhere as huge as they were during the past two years, but they still seemed to be a little larger than they were before the original transformation had taken place. I moved my hand up from her thighs, across her hips, then to her small waist. I then moved my hand down across her stomach, and to my surprise, I found she had a belly button, which didn't exist while the udder was located on her abdomen, but now Peg had put it back in place! My hand could barely move any higher than her belly button because one inch above the belly her udder was in the way, extending out from her torso. I laid there thinking about how weird our lives had been for the past two years. It excited me to think that by tomorrow night, if all goes well, Sarah will be back to normal, with normal human breasts again. I could think of nothing but tomorrow night, and those thoughts stayed with me even as I finally drifted off to sleep.
The next day began with a warm and sunny morning. Peg wanted to get started as soon as possible, and Sarah was sitting up in bed with a big smile on her face, whatever was troubling her last night seemed to have disappeared. Peg was standing at the bedroom doorway talking to Sarah "I'm anxious to get started. I feel like things are getting better for all of us, and my powers feel a little stronger too. I really feel good!"
Sarah was all grins "I'm pretty excited too."
Peg sounded as giddy as a schoolgirl "And after we finish transforming you back, we'll have to go shopping, you're going to need a whole new wardrobe!"
"That sounds great!" Sarah looked at me "What are you going to do today?"
I didn't think my nerves could take all of this, I replied "I'm not sure. I think I might go spend some time at the museum, or the library, or something." I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, but I knew I had to get out of the house for a while. I was feeling some anxiety as to how this would all turn out by tonight, and I had to leave these two to do what they had to do, and let me just see the finished results. So I got dressed, and before I could get out of the house, Peg and Sarah were in the bedroom already starting with some chanting.
So I went for a long drive…
Part 5 - A Brand New Sarah!
It was 5 PM, and I finally couldn't stay away any longer. I decided it was time to go home.
I had just parked the car when Peg came out of the front door. She was carrying her suitcase, it looked like she was going somewhere. "Are you leaving?" I asked.
"Oh wow" Peg said with a little surprise in her voice. "I'm glad you're back. Yes, I was going to find a motel."
I was dying of curiosity now "Well… Tell me, are you done?"
Peg stood still while a big grin formed on her face "Well, yes, I believe we are, and I think you're going to like the results. It was Sarah's decision, and, well, she's pretty excited, and… you'll have to go see."
Now I was starting to feel weak in my legs again. What did Peg mean "It was Sarah's decision"? Peg then continued to her car, and as she was getting in she turned to me and said "And we went shopping for new clothes, which was interesting. I just know you're going to love it!"
I watched Peg drive away, then I turned toward the house, my heart was pounding fiercely. I was a little scared and starting to sweat - "How would my beautiful Sarah look?" I thought to myself. I walked into the house - there were no lights on. In a quivering voice I called out "Sarah? Are you here?"
From the bedroom I heard her call back "Yes, but don't come in here! Sit down on the couch." I was nervous as to what this all meant, so I sat down just as she told me to. She called out again "Are you sitting down?"
"Yes, yes I am."
"Good" she called back "Because I have something to show you, and I want the mood to be just right." I could feel the excitement welling up in me. I was looking down the hallway, and our bedroom door was the first door to the left. I heard some music suddenly come on, it sounded like a dance mix of elevator music, sort of like what they use in adult films. The door opened, and at that moment the only light in the house was the light from the bedroom hitting the opposite wall in the hall.
My eyes were fixed on the floor when the door slowly swung open, and I heard her step out into the hallway. I was too nervous to look up at her all at once; I was scared of what I might see. The butterflies in my stomach were creating a tornado. I sat there on the edge of the couch still staring at the floor when she softly said “Here I am, what do you think of me now?” I let my field of vision move up toward her. I saw her shoes first, they were black with five-inch heels, wow, she had never worn shoes like that before, but then again, she was a different person now. Her beautiful legs were sheathed in dark brown panty hose. I continued to slowly look up, up past her knees. Her thighs were thicker and so much more shapelier than they had ever been before, I just couldn’t believe how beautiful she had become. Then halfway up her thighs came her skirt, its black material shined in the filtered afternoon light. Her skirt was so tight that if it hadn’t been made out of a stretchy fabric, she probably wouldn’t be able to move at all. This metamorphosis not only changed her physically, but psychologically as well, it was obvious that she knew she was something special, and she was going to flaunt it to the hilt. I was getting so turned on by her skirt, the way it formed around every curve of her body, accentuating the increased size of her buttocks, molding around her thighs and the indented curves of the crotch area. Now my heart was racing like the wind, my eyes traveled up her abdomen to the top of her skirt where her tight white shirt molded around her upper body like a glove. At the waist where the top of her skirt ended, her breasts began. At first I thought she still had an udder - "Why would her breasts be so low on her torso as to be touching the top of her skirt?" Then a hot flash hit me - "My God" I thought "Those were human breasts that were down so low! Above them was another set of breasts!" She hadn't changed completely back to normal, but was left with four breasts! I felt myself becoming overly excited.
I continued to scan up her body. The bottom of her two lower breasts touched the waistband of her skirt, and moved out horizontally to about a foot in front of her, where they sloped up into luscious mounds. Each mound was tipped with a large bulge, pushing through the thin fabric of her bra and pullover shirt, the bulges were her nipples, they had been left so big that it was obvious that each nipple had to be folded up inside her bra. I continued to let my eyes move up her body, the curves of those two massive tits started to slope in toward her body for a few inches, then the fabric of her shirt immediately curved back out again as the contours of her upper two breasts came into view. Her top two tits were each crowned by the same big bulges of her nipples just as the other two tits had been, I could only imagine how big those nipples would be, it was driving me wild. I let my vision pull back and start to focus on more of her wonderful body as a whole, it was then that I realized how much of her was covered by her four huge boobs, her whole upper body was nothing but breast tissue! When she turned to face me more directly, I saw how much her breasts expanded out from side to side, even her arms were hidden behind her mammaries! She walked into the room like she was a model on a runway, and slowly turned her back to me, now I could see her bra straps pinching into her back, the skin bulging out from under the tight material, and I still couldn’t get over how weird it was to see two bra straps across her back; one strap pressed around her mid back section, just where it would seem normal, but then a second strap running across her lower back, partially dipping below the top of her skirt, God, I was getting so turned on, I could hardly stand the throbbing in my pants! She then turned sideways, and I could see two distinct bras holding up her jiggling breast flesh. I reached out with my right hand and started to lightly finger the underside of her bottom two boobs, they definitely felt firm, Sarah closed her eyes and moaned. She started to rub the outside of her upper two breasts, and gently moved down to the lower two, it began to sink in at this moment just how much she loved her new form, and how much she was going to love going through life with four massive mounds on her body. She wouldn’t care if the weight was an inconvenience, or if the bras would always be too tight, she was completely comfortable with it. And what about going out in public? Well, I guess we won’t think about that right now.
Sarah knelt down in front of me (as well as her tight black skirt would allow), moved herself closer until her bottom two breasts were resting on my thighs. She took my hands and asked "I hope you like the new me. Do you?"
I could hardly contain myself, and all I could say to her was "My God, you're beautiful!"
Sarah smiled and said "I thought about this all night, and I knew that this was the way I wanted to be. After two years with that massive udder, I just couldn't go back to being the way I was before. It had become a part of me, the huge breasts, the four huge nipples, I didn't want to give that up."
I was starting to picture us together, what it would be like to live with her, to hold her, and to make love to her. I couldn't wait to begin our life together, excuse me - our 'new' life together. Life is an adventure, and this was more adventure than any man could ask for.
We stood up and she tried to put her arms around me, but her four voluminous breasts would not allow us to get too close. I ran my hands all up and down her, covering every inch of her exotic body, I felt myself getting lost.
It wasn't long before we wandered into the bedroom, and then I got an even better look at her. She stood back and stared at me, then she started to run her hands over her own body. She rubbed herself across the front of her black skirt, then moved her hands across the underside of her lower two breasts, then to the top, and down the sides. Occasionally she gave all four of her breasts a little jiggle, but they were all packed so tightly in the two giant bras that she was wearing that they couldn't help but move all together. Then Sarah slowly pulled her white shirt out of her skirt, how she was able to tuck the shirt into her skirt securely I'll never know. Sarah took a hold of the front of her shirt and struggled to pull it up over her two lower breasts, it was definitely tight, but she finally was able to expose the bra that held the lower boobs so firmly. It was odd to see these two human breasts so low on her body, growing out from her stomach, and the bra was so huge, I was astounded that they could find bras that big in any regular department store! Sarah continued to pull the shirt up, now she was exposing her upper two breasts, and finally pulled the shirt up over her head and dropped it to the floor. There she was, standing there in a black skirt, with four behemoth breasts stuffed into two huge bras! I also noticed that she had modified the lower bra to have longer shoulder straps to travel the extra distance up to her shoulders. She turned around and asked me to unclasp both of her bras, which was extremely difficult since my hands were shaking so much, but I managed to unclasp them, and with her back to me she wiggled herself out of both bras. Then she turned around and I practically fell over backwards, she had the largest breasts I've ever seen, and not just two - but four of them! All four breasts were very full and firm, with the top two hanging down to her waist, resting on the lower two. The lower two breasts hung down over her skirt. On the end of each boob was a giant teat, apparently she had Peg leave her cow teats intact, and just divided her udder into four human breasts! She raised her arms and put her hands behind her head, and then she slowly swayed her body, which caused her breasts to rock from side to side. Her breasts made a wonderful slapping sound when they would knock against each other, which would also cause her six-inch long teats to jiggle as though they were spring loaded! She moved toward me and put her arms over my shoulders, then she pulled me toward her. I could feel her four big firm teats push against my body. Sarah slowly moved her body up and down, and side to side, causing her thick nipples to rub and bend across my body. My skin was becoming moist with sweat, and I stretched my arms around her as she reached over to the dimmer switch, and turned down the light intensity to create a more romantic mood…
It wasn't long before we were engaged in a night of beautiful love-making, and at this point I can't even relate how it is to have Sarah hover above me while shaking her body - pure ecstasy! I discovered new heights of euphoria that night, more than I could ever have imagined. When morning arrived, all I could do was just lay there and think "So this must be what paradise is like, and I'll have my lifetime to live it!"
Epilog
So now we were at the end of our long quest. It's been a few months since Peg returned, and she has become a close friend and ally. She travels a lot, but always stops by to visit when she's in town. Sarah works exclusively at home, and she's writing a book, a romance novel, and if it is mildly successful, she hopes to write more. It's a better job than working in public - can you imagine what people would think if they were to see her? Our neighbor still tries to come over, she occasionally sees Sarah outside the house and has commented on her better posture, but wonders why Sarah is always 'Hiding' things under a big baggy shirt. We don't know where Christy, Barb, and Kate are these days, although we did hear a rumor that Christy had become an exotic dancer somewhere, which would suit her four-breasted body well. As for me, I'm loving life, every minute of it. I couldn't be happier than I am now, and Sarah is living life to it's fullest, she has no regrets for choosing to live with the physique that she chose. As I said before - 'Life is an adventure', and who knows what may happen tomorrow!