Comission - Minimoo

Here is a Sequence commission for of his Goldie character becoming a strawberry flavoured cowgirl:
The bottom pannel shows guest characters. From Left to Right:
as a Mocha flavoured cowgirl, as a Chocolate flavoured cowgirl, as a Strawberry flavoured cowgirl, as a Mint flavoured cowgirl, as a Banana flavoured cowgirl, and as a Rootbeer-Float flavoured cowgirl,

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Goldie had been on a road trip when her car broke down. She luckily managed to pull up next to a few other cars at the side of the road next to a large field before her car finally died on her. She saw a few buildings in the distance, a couple of fields over, so she decided to cut through the field in front of her to reach the buildings to ask for help.  While walking in the field, she stumbled upon what appeared to be a cowbell and collar just lying in the middle of the field. A little curious, she picked it up.

Before she could start walking again once she had picked up the bell, the collar magically wrapped around her neck.  Goldie tugged and pulled, but it was no use, the collar was stuck around her neck.  She started to walk towards the buildings once again, hoping that the people could get the collar off her.  Every step she took she would hear her bell rattling below her.   But with each ring of the bell, she would feel strange. There was a strong itching around her legs as she walked, "Are ticks biting me already?" she thought, but there was more, a growing pressure around her abdomen, just above her groin, as if something was swelling, and a pair of sensitive itches below her breasts  as her top rubbed against her skin.

A little further now, and Goldie had entered the next field. Suddenly, her collar started to glow! She let out a gasp which almost sounded like...a "moo"?  Her feet went numb as they and her legs started to change, her heels lifting off the gound as she became a digitigrade, walking on her toes, which were starting to resemble hooves more and more by the second.  The itching around her legs were not ticks, but she was showing fur, and that fur was growing at an alarming pace up her legs, in two shades of pink, like her hair.  On the note of her hair, her perfectly styled drills were starting to uncurl at this point, becoming loose and flowing. Her ears are being pulled out, growing longer and a little floppy too. She was met with two sharp pains on her head, one on each side as two small horns started to push thier way outwards.

Goldie would notice her hands next. They two were growing the pink fur that was on her legs and her fingers, the middle two on each hand were fuzing together, leaving her with 4 digits on each hand! What's worse was the pressure around her abdomen was growing, her pants felt as if they were about to rip from the pressure, but the collar flashed pink once again, causing not jsut her pants, but her top and shoes to rip apart also, leaving her in just her underwear. She would then get a good look at what was causing the pressure. She was growing an udder! And not only that, the sensitive spots under her breasts were a second pair of breasts, growing to match her modest cupsize.

The changes slowed back down, but did not stop. Goldie would take a moment, feeling the weight of her new udder in her hands, honestly not sure what to make of the situation. Her new floppy ears drooped slightly as she thought as the fur continued to cover her body.  She would feel an od movement at the back of her. She realised that she could contol the movement she felt, and then ralised that she was growing a tail! Panicked by all the transformations she started to run on her hooved feet to the next and final field before the buildings, put off be the new legs, and the added weight and movement on her chest and abdomen.

By the time she reached the last field, her tail and horns had grown out, and fur now covered her entire body, in a pink splotchy cow print. As she walked into the field there was a final flash from the collar, where Goldie started to feel...calmer. She knew her role as a new little cowgirl. Her udder, and sometimes her small breasts, were to produce milk for the farm she found herself in. A strong desire to munch on grass to help produce milk and be a good little cow girl entered her mind, to which she accepted.  "Hi there!" another cowgirl said to Goldie, "You're new here, huh?" She asked, waving at Goldie. Goldie, in turn sheepishly waved back "Wait until the farmers get a load of you, Mini-moo. They're gonna take great care of you!"

And so Goldie spent her days as a good little cowgirl, getting brushed daily by both the farmers and her fellow cowgirls, getting milked, and chewing on grass until her heart's content!