Moooodel ChangeBy The Shadow DemonBased on Chesshire artwork(Woman into cow)Clara sat on top of the bales of hay, making micro adjustments to her pose as she looked down the scope of the camera, hearing the aggressive clicks of the cameraman behind it as her manager stood several steps away on the phone and the owner of the land counting the cash in their hands.“Yes, yes, yes!” The cemeraman stated as he adjust himself to get that perfect shot as Clara continued to adjust herself, unable to remove the smile off her cherry lips for now getting the biggest score of her modelling career, the young twenty-one year old woman have been trying to get her modelling career up and running ever since she arrived to the city when she was eighteen, much to her parents disapproval. But if they could see her now, Clara debated if they would be more disapproving to who she was modelling for, or find the irony in her leaving her family’s farm only to be modelling at one. Wearing a low cut white short dress, showing off her round E cup size and her long elegant legs, the white rim hat sat on top of her her long ginger hair that was made into a thick braid, her green eyes looking down the camera with her freckles under her eyes giving her an innocent look despite her body and beauty. Hearing the click after click of the camera before another sound calls out causing Clara to turn to the sound.“Argh… I can’t work like this!” The cameraman growls as he storms off like a child having a temper tantrum.“Urgh… let’s take a ten-minute break!” the manager said as he quickly hangs up the phone and then chased after the cameraman, who was still carrying on as he stormed off. Clara slowly stood up brushing the straw sticking on her rather round ass. Clara turns to the distance to where she heard the sound to see in the mid distance to see a young calf calling to a cow who seemed to ignore the calls from the calf as it continued to call to her.“Oh poor thing,” Clara whispers having seen this many times at her parents' farm, some cows will not take care of their calves and would completely ignore them. Looking back seeing her manager talking to the cameraman, who seemed to have calmed down as he turned back to her."HEY! WE'RE STARTING THE PHOTOSHOOT IN A FEW MINUTES! GET READY!" the cameraman shouted out."Yeah, just give me a minute!" Clara responds, leaving the shoot and making her way to the lone calf despite the sound of the argumental yelling the cameraman was doing to her manager. Walking up to the young calf, who turns to her, letting out a low moo to her,"Oh you poor thing," Clara stated kneeling down at his side, petting his side as he looked out to the paddock looking at the heifer who continued to graze, completely ignoring the clearly distressed calf. "What kind of mother just ignores her baby like this?""Moo!" the calf cried his eyes still forced on his mother, who still ignored his cries."You're starving, and she doesn't even care? What kind of mother would do that?!" Clara states that her blood feels like it was boiling with rage. While she had seen this before on her family's farm but this time, yet for some reason, she just felt offended."I wish I could help you..." Clara stated as her eyes shifted back to the photoshoot and then back to the calf. "But it's not like I can make her be a better mother!"As Clara kneel against the calf, a sudden, strange tingle swept over her body, like pins and needles just flowed over every inch over her. Looking down at herself in confusion and curiosity, Clara's eyes widen seeing a faint but noticeable soft glow covering her entire body."Huh?! What's going on?!" Clara asked looking down at her hands seeing the same soft glow that coated her entire form. Feeling a pressure in her chest, her eyes shift to her cleavage to see her breasts pressing tightly against her dress."What the..." Clara expressed feeling the tightness in her clothes continues, as suddenly her massive breasts flopped out of her dress along with, much to Clara's stunned horrified silence, another set of breasts. Clara couldn't believe it and yet she could feel them. The second set is growing in size and weight, growing with mass quickly, growing near the size of her original size."What the... what the..." Clara's eyes just stared down at her breasts, lifting her hands up to her four large breasts, her nipples grown thicker, reminding her more of the tits on a-"Cow?" Clara stated the horrifying statement hitting her like a ton of bricks, placing her hands on her breasts, Clara let out a gasp, feeling the incredibly sensitive of her breasts felt in her hands."What is going on with my body?" Clara questioned as a shiver went through her body, looking down at her hands, feeling stiffness in her fingers, while a growing sensation from her vagina, and the feeling of a growing pressure coming from her backside. "I... I think I need to get to a doctor! Something is very wrong with my bod-AHHH!"Clara cried out loudly, her eyes shot to her hands, seeing her fingers melding into each other, hardening into solid two-toed hooves just like that of a cow."No! No! I'm turning into a cow?!" Clara cried out seeing her skin get rough and leathery-like as ginger fur started to spread up her changing hands and arms. The sound of tearing caught her lengthen ears as her body exploded out of the tighten dress, tearing it completely off her growing frame."MOOOOOOOO!" Clara cried out, hearing a very human bellow escape from her lips. A pressure in her backside grew pushing out fast as everything was turned up, her skin no longer the silkly smooth she had put hours into but the rough leather-like of bovine's skin, her breasts grew to the size of beach balls then began to move downwards, down to her hips, broadening, widening, giving shifting breasts, now resembling a massive udder somewhere to position itself."No... Please..." Clara pleaded, but her pleas landed on deaf ears, falling forward, letting out another moo as her body continued to shift and change whether she liked it or not. As her udder settled between her thickening legs and a strange filling sensation gathered in the massive pink flesh bag, her vagina moved and shifted backwards, growing larger. adjusting itself for something far bigger and girthier than any human could give her. her body now coated in a layer of ginger and white fur. Every second ticking away her humanity."I don't want to be a cow!" Clara pleaded, feeling the growing weight, her muscles and body frame growing and shifting for her larger frame, small horns pressing out of her skull forcing her wide-rimmed hat to fall off her growing skull."Please... I have a life..."Her face pushed out."I have a career..."Her long ginger her fell off her skull, leaving a small tuft on the top."I don't want to be a cow!"her nose widened, her teeth thickened."I doooonnnnt woooont tooooo be a Mooooothoooooor.... MOOO MOOOO!" Clara bellows her voice deepening, losing her sweet feminine tone, replaced by the deep bellows of the cow she now was. Clara stood, the faint glow disappearing from her frame. Letting out a low Moo like she needed to confirm the frame, the new life she now placed in. A sudden tug, caught Clara's attention. The jolt was both shocking and slightly arousing to Clara as she turned her large bovine head to look down to see the calf she was comforting only mere moments ago was... suckling from her, it mouth gripping around one of her cow teats, suckling from it as she could feel the warm liquid inside it being drained by the little hungry calf.'Oh god, oh god!' Clara thought a mental graduate that her mind was taken by changes. 'I... I'm a cow, an actual dairy cow!'Clara's kind but ill-worded wish had came true, she did help the young calf. She had become his new mother. Ready to feed her child.'This isn't what I wanted, I did not want to become a cow!' Clara thought still looking down at the calf still suckling as her massive udder, a part of her wanted to kick at him, hit him with her thick useless hooves that now stood on. But feeling the fullness of her udder and the small warmth she felt from the calf and something else, something more erotic."Wha...what is this? I... I can think? I can speak!" a female voice caught Clara's bovine ears, a female voice she had never heard before, a female voice nearby. Turning to it Clara's green eyes widen seeing a completely naked woman sat, her long black hair flowing behind her beyond a gorgeous frame, her breasts the same size as Clara's former breasts were, a smile on her cheery red lips as she looked down her hands holding her two masses, unable to hold them in her elegant fingers. Clara stood questioning on where this naked woman came from and more importantly, where did calf mother went to? Unless...'No... no way,,,' Clara's mind putting the two pieces together."Urgh, where did that girl go?" Clara's manager growls getting tired by his client's sudden disappearance, he wasn't being paid to babysit her. "We don't have time for this!" Looking around, his eyes stopped spotting a young woman sitting in the middle of a paddock, with a heifer and her calf nearby."You!" Clara's manager called out, causing Clara and the turned cow now human to turn to him, "You're perfect! I don't know where my model ran off to, but you're taking her place!""SHE'S WHAT?!" Clara wanted to scream but could only release a long "MOO!""Oh, okay!" the woman stated as she slowly stood up onto her human feet like she had done it a thousand times, "I don't know why or how, nor do I care! I am finally free from here! I don't have to be milked or have bulls chase me! Ha! This life, I can get used to it!" with a cheerfully smile, she turned on her heel and walked back to the photoshoot, allowing her breasts and ass sway with each step she made.'No, no, I don't want this. I don't want to be a cow! I don't want to be milked! I don't want bulls to-to-' the thought stumbled her like she just realized what that meant as she looked down at the calf greedily suckling on her teat. 'No, please... I don't want to be a mother to a calf! I meant to be a mother to a baby, a human baby!'Feeling a tug on her udder, feeling the calf continue to feed from her and here she was allowing him. As the cow that took her humanity now modelling completely naked with a smile on her face.'I wish to be human, I wish to be human!' Clara pleaded looking down at her 'newly' adopted son and not to be her last either.