[Story] Clara is Transformed into a Muscular Cow (Patreon)

Clara's heart pounded in her chest as she stepped inside the barn. Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the roof, casting eerie shadows on the walls. She shivered, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She knew she shouldn’t be here but something about this abandoned place had been calling out to her.

As she explored the barn, Clara stumbled upon a large, ancient-looking mirror, its surface covered in a layer of dust. She wiped it clean with her sleeve, revealing her reflection. Her eyes widened in shock as she noticed a faint glow emanating from the mirror's depths. Mesmerized, she reached out to touch it, and a sudden surge of energy pulsed through her body.

A strange sensation washed over her, starting from her fingertips and spreading through her limbs. Clara gasped as her muscles began to expand, her body growing larger and more powerful. Her skin took on a tawny hue, and she felt a pressure building in her forehead. She glanced at her reflection, horrified to see two horns emerging from her skull.

"No, this can't be happening," she whispered, but her voice sounded deeper, guttural.

Her legs thickened, her feet morphing into hooves. She could feel a tail sprouting from the base of her spine, swishing back and forth. Panic set in as her transformation continued, her mind struggling to comprehend what was happening. She tried to move, but her new body felt foreign and unwieldy.

Clara's clothes tore as her form expanded, revealing a bulging, muscular body. She tried to cry out, but all that emerged was a mournful lowing sound. Tears streamed down her face as she looked into the mirror, seeing not herself but a cow monster staring back at her. In place of her once petite nose was now a wide, moist snout with thick bovine nostrils. Those powerful nostrils flared with each rapid, heavy breath she took.

Clara's human consciousness began to fade, replaced by primal instincts. She stumbled out of the barn, her new hooves thudding heavily on the ground. In the distance, Clara heard the faint sound of bells and the lowing of other cows. She felt an inexplicable pull towards them, her mind foggy and confused. As Clara joined the herd, her human memories faded, replaced by the simple urge to graze in the moonlight. The farm had claimed her, adding her to its collection of transformed souls.

Note: This story was written with the help of AI.