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Chloe released a quiet groan. She didn’t know how long she had been sprawled there on her friend’s living room floor, but it had to have been hours.

Littering the room in small heaps were flushed, squirming—babies. Actual babies, that had come out of her, and from nowhere. They were squishy and quite fat, with random cow-features littering their bodies. Some had cow ears or tails. Others had horns or patches of color on their skin. One actually had fur covering its body, and Chloe had seen at least one baby with a dark square cow-nose.

Her body shuddered. She was flushed and sweaty, covered in the odd baby that had fallen asleep after nursing.

They nursing had gone on for so long. Baby after baby had crawled over to her and fed from her teats and nipples, fighting each other for access as they hungrily drank.

Blessedly, they had gotten their fill, and now all of the creatures were contently asleep on the carpeted living room floor.

There were dozens of them. Chloe wasn’t even sure how to distinguish the ones she had birthed from the ones Angie had, or if that even mattered at this point.

Angie…

Chloe turned her gaze to her friend, who was sprawled on her side, panting heavily, yet hardly seeming conscious. Her eyelids fluttered for a moment, then sunk. Despite it, her body continued to visibly throb, as though still steadily growing.

That was, somehow, the oddest thing about recent events. Despite their births, their bellies had not seemed to shrink at all. Even then, Chloe could feel the lurching of movement inside her. She whimpered quietly, and clutched the side of her abdomen as the skin pressed out. She and Angie were still heavily pregnant, but the labor had ceased, if only for that moment.

Chloe knew that she had to capitalize on the reprieve from contractions. Though her body was sore and aching, and so very heavy, she planted her elbow on the ground and heaved herself up, just slightly. Gingerly shifting the infants that covered her onto the floor, Chloe heaved herself to an upright position, her limbs trembling as they struggled to accommodate the fact that she had abruptly grown to be several times her original weight.

The babies remained unconscious, to her immense relief. The scraps that remained her attire easily fell away.

After arduously climbing to her feet, Chloe took inventory of her form. Her belly resembled an overinflated beach ball, looking as though she was overdue with octuplets, or more. It took a good deal of effort to remain balanced as she stood there, clutching her girth.

Her four breasts were swollen to the size of honeydews, stacked atop her belly, and pressing into her chin. Each nipple was swollen, erect, and the size a golfball, each keenly seeping gushes of warm milk every time she moved. The same applied to the teats connected to the basketball-sized udder cradled under her stomach. Chloe feeble attempted to support it with her free hand before she moved.

As she waddled her way over to Angie, Chloe could feel her swollen ass bobbing behind her. She moved carefully, dodging babies, to finally nudge Angie in the arm with her foot.

To Chloe’s unease, Angie looked even larger than she was. Chloe wasn’t even sure that Angie would be mobile at this point. “Angie, get up,” she groaned. “We…mmmm…have to go to the hospital,” she managed, words straining in her throat for some reason.

Angie’s eyes fluttered. “Mmmm?” she questioned.

“You have to get up. I want you to mmmm…meet me here in five mmm…min…mooooo…” Chloe was disturbed by the cow moan that escaped her throat. “Mmminutes,” she forced the word out.

“Mooooo,” Angie agreed, blinking up at her with a blank look on her face.

Trying to swallow down her anxiety, Chloe turned and headed for one of the bedrooms.

Angie’s mother was a heavy-set woman. Chloe unreservedly dug through the woman’s bureau, her hips quavering as they supported the weight of her girth. Refusing the prospect of exiting the house in the nude, Chloe struggled into two strapless EE-cup bras, but it was a terrible fit, more of her breasts were bulging out of the cups than contained within. She tried on a large pair of panties, but it barely tugged up her gargantuan ass.

Giving up on underthings, Chloe pulled on a large dress with wide skirts. The top squeezed her upper body, breasts practically popping out of the V-neck. The skirts were designed to reach her ankles but only managed to cover her belly, though some of the mound still bulged out beneath the hem.

Panting heavily, Chloe managed to squeeze herself into a large pair of leggings, and returned to the living room, to see that Angie had fallen back asleep.

“Mmmm…” Chloe groaned in dismay. Her nipples and teats were burning, her belly tightening, and her dress subtly shifting up to make way for it. She struggled forward and had just reached Angie’s side, when the pressure got to be too much. She sunk to her knees, her hips tightening, pain shooting through her contracting belly. “Mooooo!” she cried out, as she was overwhelmed by a new wave of labor. She dropped to her back and started to birth.