Amagi Ranch: Rise the Cowgirl (Persona 4 TFMC) (Patreon)

Another week, another story (and no real news to share!) Enjoy the final part of this little saga.

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“I’m so glad you got here so quickly, Rise,” Yukiko sighed, pushing open the door to one of the Amagi Inn’s many private rooms. “You’ve no idea how stressful these past few weeks have been.”

Behind her, Rise Kujikawa, idol of millions and top ranked navigator for Shadow Related Business (tm), giggled as she followed after the other woman. “Hey, anything for a friend! I’ve finished my tour, anyway.” It had been a sellout sensation, too! “I could definitely use a break from the limelight for a bit. And besides, if you really saw something in the TV world, we wanna get it handled as quick as possible, right?”

“Exactly.” The raven haired inn keeper nodded with a smile. “I mean, hopefully it was nothing, but… Well, let’s discuss it in private.”

She waved her friend into the room and went to close the door – before pausing, palm on the handle. “Oh, I forgot how warm it gets in here in the summer… Ah, I’m being a terrible host! Would you like something to drink?”

“Sure!” Rise fell into one of the room’s chairs, getting comfortable. Maybe she should have been a bit gentler with her friend’s furniture, but it had been a long trip and she was a little tired. If she broke something she could pay for it, anyway. That was one of the nice perks of being a celebrity! “Do you have any soda?”

“Of course!” Yukiko nodded – and then paused, grinning. “Actually… I have something for you to try.” She leaned out of the room, waving down a member of staff. “Himiko, could you fetch my friend a glass of that new drink we’ve been stocking? From that special customer of ours?”

She winked where Rise couldn’t see her, before drawing back into the room and taking a seat herself. “There. She won’t be long.”

The idol raised a curious eyebrow. “Oh? My my, Yukiko, what are you planning now?”

The inn heiress gave her a serene smile. “Nothing you won’t enjoy, Rise~ But, first, we should talk about shadow stuff.”

“Right!” The brunette clapped her hands, sitting up straight. “So, what happened, exactly? You said you saw a shadow or something – but why’d you call me?”

“Well…” Yukiko rubbed the back of her neck. “I only got a glimpse. I wasn’t totally sure what it was that I saw. I was only in the TV world for a few minutes, to get a bit of practice with my Persona…”

Rise nodded, familiar with the practice. She did the same thing, after all. It was something that anyone who sometimes worked with the Shadow Operatives did on their request, just in case they were ever needed for a mission. Every Persona user had their own strengths and talents that could prove to be vital for defending the world at any moment, so it was important that they all kept themselves in practice. She herself always made sure that there was a request for a good sized TV in her dressing room in her performance rider, just so that she’d always have a way to keep her navigator skills sharp.

“I was doing the usual,” the heiress continued, “summoning Sumeo-Okami and throwing out a few agidynes at the walls – when I thought I saw something moving over in the corner of my eye.” She drummed her fingers in her lap nervously – something Rise assumed was because of her uncertainty. “But when I looked properly, it was already gone. Obviously, I didn’t want to go to the Shadow Operatives with something so nebulous…”

“So you thought you’d give a call to the best sensor in Japan!” The brunette snapped her fingers and pointed at herself with a confident grin. “And I’m your woman.”

“Exactly.” Yukiko smiled with relief. “So I figured that you could do a few scans, see if there are any stray shadows about…”

Rise nodded. “Easy. I’d be happy to. Heck, it wouldn’t take long – where’s your TV? I can go take a look now!”

The heiress shifted uneasily. “Well, let’s not rush. If there is something over there, we don’t want to wander into it unprepared or anything. And besides…” There was a knock at the door. “There’s something I’d like you to try first~”

“Oh?” The idol blinked as Himiko entered, carrying a tray with two glasses on it, as well as a bottle. All three containers held what looked like the same pale pink liquid, kind of similar to strawberry milk. “What’s this?” She asked as the staff member laid the tray down on the coffee table between the two Persona users and retreated.

“This,” Yukiko said, studying the tray for a moment, before picking up one of the glasses, “was a little gift from a recent foreign guest. It’s from the west, or… something like that. I think you’ll like it!”

“Really? Hm.” Rise leaned forward, picking up the remaining glass and swirling it a little. “I don’t think I’ve had it before…”

“Definitely not,” the heiress giggled, raising her glass. “Try it. It’s supposed to be drunk quickly – like a shot of alcohol. Oh, but it’s not alcoholic or anything. Actually, it’s more like soda, really. Here, like this.”

She lifted the glass to her lips and threw her head back, downing the contents in one go. It tasted milky – no surprise there, since it was just milk with a little food colouring. Rise’s glass, though…

“Well… Sure, why not?” The idol shrugged, copying her friend’s motions, lifting her glass and then downing her drink all at once. A rush of sweetness flowed over her tongue, and then plunged down her throat towards her belly, leaving a trail of growing warmth in its wake. “Hoo.” She smacked her lips. “That’s nice. Are you sure that wasn’t alcoholic? I feel kinda-”

Riiiip!

“H-huh…?” The brunette looked down. That was strange. What were her boobs doing down there? Well, obviously, they were usually down there, but there was something different about them now, all of a sudden. Weren’t they normally under her top? And, y’know… smaller? Right now it looked like she had a pair of grapefruit stuffed in her bra – except no it didn’t, because her bra had already snapped, leaving her huge chest on full display, her nipples poking out proudly.

She blinked slowly. For some reason she was finding it difficult to react properly. A warm haze had fallen over her thoughts, and she was struggling to work out how to react to her boobs suddenly tearing out of her top. She felt so warm…

Yukiko giggled at the surprised expression frozen on Rise’s face as she rose to her feet, quickly circling around before sliding into the same chair as her friend, wrapping her arms around her and drawing her into the inn keeper’s lap. “I told you you’d enjoy it,” she purred, her hands reaching up to give her friend’s lovely new melons a squeeze (and smiling at the gasp of ecstasy she got in return). “But the best is yet to come. Chie, come on in and help your new herd member out~”

“Sure thing Yuki!” And into the room stepped Chie Satonaka – or, it looked like Chie. Certainly the hair and face were right, as long as you ignored the little horns poking up through her hair. Chie definitely hadn’t had tits like those before, though – they were practically beachballs! And why was she wearing a cow print bikini? And what was with that tail?!

“Wha…?” Rise stared at her transformed friend in shock, trying to comprehend what she was seeing – but that all ended in an instant when Yukiko pinched her nipples.

“Don’t bother trying to work it out, babe. Just enjoy the ride.”

She didn’t have much of a choice! Pleasure swept through the dazed idol’s mind like a wildfire through a dry field. Her confusion and hesitation melted in an instant, leaving her moaning and mewling in Yukiko’s arms as the dark haired woman began to show her the joys of her expanded chest. Caught off guard, Rise couldn’t even mount the most token of resistances, instead getting swept away in delighted sensation.

“That’s a good girl~” The innkeeper smiled, gesturing Chie to come closer with her free hand. “Now, let’s make you feel even better. Pour her another glass, dear.”

The cowgirl nodded happily, scooping up Rise’s glass and the potion bottle, pouring her yet more of the creamy pink liquid. Soon, another glass of sweetness was at the woman’s lips, and the idol really didn’t resist at all. Her mouth was already open, her jaw slack and drooling. The potion poured right in, a gentle stroke of her throat helping her swallow it all down.

Yukiko sighed in delight as she felt her friend’s body grow warmer in her arms. She recognised the feeling from her experiences with Chie and Naoto – it was time to bring this cow home. “Go on,” she told Chie, giving Rise another squeeze. “Tell her what I expect of my new cowgirl.”

“Of course Mistress~” The cowgirl’s face lit up. She loved this part. She leaned over the dazed idol, gently helping her get free of her shredded top – and letting her boobs bounce in front of her eyes. “Here now, Rise,  listen up. You’re a cow girl now! Know what that means?”

The brunette drooled a little.

Chie grinned. “It means these girls need to be bigger, first off~” She said, reaching down to help her mistress cup her friend’s chest. “This is a great start, but they need to be bigger than your head at least!”

Bigger…

Her words echoed in Rise’s entranced mind, and guided the heat to build in her chest. Coupled with Yukiko’s hands – which were still eagerly groping and stroking – it wasn’t long before she experienced another growth spurt. Her tits swelled, surging outwards, bigger and better than before, filling, and then overfilling the palms around them. In a few moments, she was letting out a dazed coo – her breasts now hanging heavy on her chest, around about the same size as Chie’s.

“That’s a good girl! I knew you could do it.” The cowgirl trainer gave her friend a happy pet on the head, before turning around and shaking her ass in the idol’s face. “But that’s not all! You need to have a big butt too, don’t you?”

Biiig Butt…

No more needed to be said. Yukiko gasped as she felt the hips in her lap expand, gaining an nice layer of padding as Rise’s behind fattened up to compete with her fellow cow’s. She didn’t even need to be told about the tail – her glazed eyes focused on Chie’s, swaying in front of her, and out one popped, dancing around behind her. It was like she was made to be a cow.

“Perfect~” Chie couldn’t have sounded any more proud. “You’re nearly done already! Now let’s see some horns… Perfect!” She gave the idol another head pat as a pair of horns poked up through her brown hair, completing the cowgirl look. “Now gimme a nice big moo to show everyone the cow you really are~”

Her words sank into the hypnotized idol’s mind, embedding themselves deep into her soul. Bigger boobs, bigger butt, cowgirl horns, good girl cowgirl… It was solidifying inside her, recreating her image inside and out. The ordinary girl was fading away, replaced by the cow that was rising up to take her place – and she wasn’t going to let Chie down. “Moooooooo!”

The senior cowgirl shared a smile with her mistress as Rise’s transformation neared completion. There was just a little more to do – a few things she needed to have down to understand her new place in the world.

“Now you’re a good cowgirl,” the grinned as Rise gave another sweet ‘mooo!’ of affirmation. “So remember, good cowgirls always obey their owner! And in your case, your owner is Yukiko, just like me and Naoto! Aren’t you lucky?”

Lucky… Lucky… She was so so so so lucky! Her slack lips pulled up into a dazed smile. Yukiko wasn’t the kind of girl she’d ever associated with the word ‘owner’ before, but now the words might as well have been one and the same! She was so lucky to be Yukiko’s cow~

“You’re a happy, bubbly cow now, Rise! You love to show off your body and your milk – you’re gunna help us sell Amagi Inn milk to everyone you can!”

Hell yeah! She was going to be the best milk sales-cow ever! She was going to make the Amagi Inn even more famous than before – anything to make her owner happy! She Moooooed again, her smile wide and blissful as everything settled into place – and then her eyes rolled up in her head, and Yukiko’s exhausted new cow slumped in her owner’s arms.

Said owner was beyond delighted. “Oh, she’s perfect!” She cheered, giving Rise a squeeze, before leaning over to Chie and giving her a rewarding kiss. “You’re so good at training them, dear.”

“Well I am the best~” The brunette giggled, giving her ear tag a tap. “It’s kinda my job.”

“And you’re amazing at it.” Yukiko sighed, leaning back in her chair, still cuddling her snoozing new cow. “Mm. Let’s get her milking right away – we want to get Grace’s spell setup as soon as possible. Can you go get Nao-cow? We can introduce her to her new sister properly!”

“Of course, Yuki. And I’ll go put your potion away too.” She grabbed the tray as she headed for the door. “Don’t want it to get spilled.”

“No we don’t. Although…” The innkeeper sighed as she looked down at Rise’s contented face. “We might not have much more use for it. Too bad you're the last one I can transform, huh? The other persona users would be really hard to lure in like this, and I don’t want to waste the potion on anyone less. But it’s a shame…” She snuggled against her cowgirl’s chest. “I just want to experience more of this!"

Pausing outside the room, Chie glanced backwards towards her mistress, a frown on her face. She hated hearing Yukiko sound so down. But what could she do about it?

… Her eyes drifted towards the potion bottle on her tray, and an idea began to bloom. Actually… She knew exactly how to make Yukiko happy again! She just had to pick something up while she was getting Nao-cow.

This was gunna be great~

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Rise wasn’t out for long – she’d always had the most energy of the group – and by the time that Chie returned, with Nao-cow close behind, she and Yukiko were enjoying each other. Well, she was getting enjoyed by Yukiko, which was the woman’s right as her owner, and that was pretty much bliss for her! She’d even received an ear-tag of her own – one that read: ‘Rise, cowgirl shopkeep’, which she felt described her perfectly.

But that did mean Yukiko was distracted by her new cow, and thus she didn’t turn around to greet the two new arrivals as they came in. “Welcome back,” she gave them a distracted greeting instead, her eyes still on Rise’s chest. “I think our girl here is ready for her first milking. Why don’t you-”

Click!

“- Eh?” The dark haired girl looked down. There, hanging from around her neck, was a familiar cowbell. The very same cowbell that she had used on Naoto to turn her into the lovely and dim milker that she knew and loved. The collar felt oddly damp around her throat, dripping a little onto her shoulders for some reason.

Had Yukiko remained calm, she would have remembered that the bell was, as far as she knew, out of power. That the witch Grace had warned her it only had enough magic in it to work the one time. But as she did not remain calm, and, in fact, reacted instinctively to grab the bell and tear it off before it worked on her-

CLANG!

It rang out – and the heiress found herself stunned, the sound blasting through her ears and ringing through her brain. She slumped in her chair – much like Naoto had done – only to be caught by the warm and loving arms of the head of her heard.

“Rise, Nao-cow, listen up,” Chie giggled proudly as she stroked her owner’s hair. “We’re going to make mistress happy again! So you two, get to work making her feel amazing – and I’m gunna talk to her. She needs a little training of her own~”

“Wuh… Wait…” Yukiko tried to protest – but she quickly found her words smothered, quite literally, as an eager pair of cowgirls sat themselves down in her lap, one on each knee, and pressed their oh-so-soft and curvy bodies up against her. Nao-cow against her stomach, and Rise nearly drowning her in her boobs.

“Don’t worry, Yuki,” her best cowgirl assured her. “I’m gunna make you feel happy again, for sure.”

“Buh… But…!”

Meanwhile, Nao-cow was staring at the cowbell with fascination. It was kind of familiar – but she was a rather dim girl these days, her once famous brains having been completely milked out of her, and she didn’t recognise it. She did find it interesting through, and prodded it curiously – sending another loud CLANG! ringing through Yukiko’s ears.

“Oooh, good idea!” Chie grinned as her owner went slack in her arms again, her heart racing as she saw the woman start to drool. “Girls, if mistress ever acts like a Debbie downer, just ring the bell like that, okay? That’ll help her out.”

“Sure thing~” Rise nodded, all too happy to help her owner Yukiko feel good.

“Mooo~” Nao-cow nodded as well – though probably just to join in.

Meanwhile the inn keeper was still trying to panic, hard as it was with that bell ringing in her ears. What was going on? How could this be happening? What was Chie trying to do? Wide eyed, she gazed up at her beloved cowgirl, trying to communicate without words.

And… It kind of worked? Chie just smiled and pressed a finger to her owner’s lips. “Shhh, Yuki. Don’t worry, everything’s gunna be great. I poured the last of that potion out onto the collar to recharge it! I knew you’d never drink it yourself, y’know, ‘cus you get silly when you’re sad. But it worked! The collar glowed bright pink, and now it’s going to make you happy, just like us!”

Oh no. Oh no no no no no! She had to stop this, right now! She had to get away, before-

CLANG!

“Good job, Rise~” Chie giggled again as Yukiko drooped again, the brunette cowgirl giving her a happy nod in return. “Now, that’s enough explaining. It’s lesson time, Yuki, so listen close!”

She tried not to, oh, she tried very hard not to. But with the bell still ringing in her ears, her eyes fluttering, her jaw slack, she just couldn’t muster the will to block out the love of her life’s words…

“First lesson: You need a proper cowgirl body, Yuki! Duh! C’mon, you know the drill. Big butt, even biiger boobs…”

Oh, she knew the drill alright. She’d been enjoying cowgirl bodies for weeks now – ever since she’d first turned Chie, and then Naoto, and even with Rise – she hadn’t been able to get enough of them. Their incredible curves, their humongous behinds, their titanic tits, sloshing with milk…

Yukiko could even feel it happening to her, that feeling of her chest filling, surging with growth and warmth and milk. She was growing in Chie’s arms, her ass fattening up underneath her, her tits almost pushing her other cows off of her as she ripped through her clothes. There was no resisting it – not with the bell smothering her willpower. Soon, she was every bit the equal of every member of her herd in the curves department, maybe even a little better.

Not that the process was done, of course. Chie was still talking.

“A cute little tail, cute little moos – and big, big, biiig horns, because you’re in charge, so they’ll show you’re our leader!”

The inn heiress groaned in dazed pleasure as her new bust was given a squeeze – easily distracting her from the sensation of her new tail sprouting out of her tailbone, or the dark horns rising up out of her head, dwarfing the horns of her friends by miles. There was no way to ignore the way her moan turned into a moooo as it trailed off, though.

It got easier as the pair in her lap started sucking on her teats, though, drawing out a much louder “MOOOOOOOO!!!”

“Obviously, you’re like the smartest cow,” Chie continued, getting a round of nods from the other girls, who were exploring her bust with awe. “That’s why you can run the inn, and tell us what to do, and everything like that! Buuuut…” She giggled again, stroking her owner’s hair. “When you get milked, you can let go for a bit. You can be as dumb as Nao-cow. Dumber, even!” That got an approving moo from somewhere down near Yukiko’s left teat.

Dumber than Nao-cow…

Mmn, she could feel it happening as her girls sucked on her tits – like they were sucking all of her brains away. Driving her intelligence lower and lower and lower – lower even than the dumbest member of the herd…

And it was saying something, too, because Nao-cow was really dumb!

“Though normally only I’m allowed to milk you,” the best cowgirl added, “just to keep you safe… And the other cows can help from time to time.” She relented and added that last part under the sad stares of her sister cows.

There certainly wasn’t any resistance from Yukiko to make her think twice, though. All of that had been milked out of her head in a squirt of delight. The inn keeper was smiling happily now, still drooling from the corner of her mouth, as her herd pleasured her.

Indeed, with this much success, Chie was growing bolder – bold enough to add in something extra. “Oh, and all four of us will always sleep together at night in your bedroom!”

That one was just a personal desire – one Chie had wanted for as long as she could remember. It was just now she felt she should add in the rest of the herd as well.

All together…

Yukiko sighed in perfect bliss. The bell hadn’t rung in some time – there was no resistance left in her to trigger it. The former owner of the herd had been sucked in with the rest of them, and judging by her blank smile, any objections to that had long been milked out of her. Now, she could feel the end approach. She was growing closer to the precipice, to the point of no return.

Once she crossed it, she’d be just like the others. A cow, through and through. She wouldn’t even remember it had ever been otherwise. And right now, she was all set to cross that line while MOOOOing at the top of her lungs!

But.

“Am I interrupting?”

A finger pressed against the innkeeper’s brow, and time seemed to stop. Everyone froze in place – the girls in her lap, Chie behind her, the servants and guests out in the rest of the inn…

Everyone except Yukiko, and the woman now standing over her. The witch with green hair.

“Sorry for bursting in on you, Miss Ama- I mean, Yukiko.” Grace had her usual, ever-polite smile on her face. “But I thought I should step in. Are you okay?”

The heiress blinked. Suddenly, her head was completely clear. All of the pleasure her girls had been providing her, all of the mind smothering effects of the bell, all of Chie’s whispered words… It was all gone. She licked her lips nervously, brow furrowing as she tried to work out how to feel.

“I’m fine… I think. The girls just got a bit too excited.”

Grace nodded. “I see. Well, then shall I revert all this?” She reached out to unclasp the collar from around Yukiko’s neck. “I never would have thought to recharge it like this, but-”

“Ah, w-wait a moment…!” The witch blinked as Yukiko shrank away from her. “I, um… Ah…”

“… Yukiko.” Grace raised an eyebrow, looking amused. “Do you, perhaps, want to keep this change of yours?”

The heiress blushed a bright red, practically matching her hairband.

“… I didn’t want to be a cowgirl at first,” she admitted, smiling ruefully as she realised there was no point in hiding it. “But… It felt really, really, really good…”

That got a chuckle out of the witch. “I see. So you’d prefer to finish your transformation?”

A hesitant nod… And then a firmer one. “Yes. Yes, I do. W-with a few tweaks.” She looked to her magical friend in hopeful askance. “Can you make it so that I don’t forget? I want to remember this forever…”

“Of course.” The witch patted the woman on the head with a grin. “I’ll make sure you remember even after the spell to change the world’s memories. Just as long as you also remember to keep supplying me with milk.”

“I will!” The heiress nodded frantically. “You can count on it. And believe me, there’s going to be a lot of it~”

That got a smile. “I have absolutely no doubt.”

Then the green haired woman reached down to Yukiko’s ear, and the half-cowed woman felt a slight pinch, along with the touch of plastic.

“I thought you might want an ear-tag as well. Yours reads ‘Yuki-cow’, though it’ll change to ‘Yukiko, Cowgirl manager’ when you’re not being milked. A little thank you gift for all the reagents you’ll be supplying.” She winked, and then stepped back. “Very well, Miss Amagi. I’m glad you and your friends have found such happiness together…”

Grace raised her hand, and vanished, a snap of her fingers echoing through the air…

And then time restarted, with everything hitting Yukiko all at once.

“MMMMOOOOOOOO!!!!” She screamed out, blasting across the finish line and sealing her change in permanently once and for all. The newest, and perhaps last member of the Amagi herd had taken her place.

“There.” Chie finally released her, delighted at her work. “Isn’t that better?”

Naturally, Yukiko only had one thing to say to that.

“Mmoooo~”

“Oh right.” The ‘best’ cow giggled. “Guess you’ll be pretty brainless for a bit. Well, come on girls – let’s welcome Yuki to the herd properly!”

Now that was something all four of them could agree on.

“Mooooo!”

And as they descended upon one another for a long night of jiggly, milky debauchery, perhaps that would be the end of it. Four happy cows, now living together in bliss. It was a fine place for the tale to end.

Or perhaps more cows would be added to the fold later down the line! Curious investigators – or particularly hot persona users. There was always room for more milkers in Yukiko’s herd, after all…

One thing was for sure – profitable times were ahead for the Amoogi Inn!