Legal Issues Ch. 06

Lynn sat in her car. She’d worn a large t-shirt over a bra that didn’t at all fit properly, even at the furthest clasp. She wore her black yoga pants and the fabric stretched over her ass. Her tail rasped slowly over the wide elastic band around the waist as it moved. She’d tried to hide the tail in the pants but it hurt to have it bunched up. She couldn’t pull them up high because of her udder. A baseball cap she’d received from a previous client hid her ears and her face from casual view. Her shoes absolutely didn’t fit so she’d gone barefoot. The cool quiet of the parking garage helped calm Lynn as she wriggled herself into a more comfortable position. The thought of driving on the open road suddenly seemed far too daunting. There’s going to be other cars and, she grimaced. Loud noises. And what if they see me? Or what if I get pulled over? What will the cop do? I can’t. I can’t do this. I can’t. Lynn’s face crumbled. She felt a lump in her throat that threatened to turn into another crying fit. She swallowed several times, breathing through her nose as she fought for calmness. Before she could change her mind, Lynn turned the ignition and the car rumbled to life. The young woman backed out and then turned. The small card tucked into her visor activated the large metal door and it slid open as she forced her mind to be completely blank. Checking the round mirror outside the entrance, she slowly pulled onto the empty street. The ride was harrowing for Lynn. She drove exactly the speed limit the entire time. Her knuckles ached from the amount of constant control she was exerting. Every few seconds she went through a mental checklist: speed, driving steady within the lines, no cops behind her or on the side of the road and nobody looking through her window. She’d driven so aggressively before, yelling and honking at other drivers as she merged in spaces almost too small for her car. But, now, large trucks scared her and semi-trucks terrified her. They just looked too large and too loud and they loomed over her when they passed. Her heart beat loudly in her chest the entire drive through the city and on the Interstate. Once Lynn took the small exit leading towards Christopher’s farm, she found herself finally calming. Traffic became nonexistent and she found herself glancing outside her window. Suburbs faded away to farms. Several times she had to swerve back into her lane after she caught herself staring at the wide open fields on other side of her small car. Tall, unkempt grass swayed like an ocean of green edged by a beach of wheat or corn. She blushed as she passed a herd of cows and refused to think of the reasoning for it. Huge tractors rolled along dark brown soil, pulling and pushing various pieces of equipment. An occasional muted booming scattered a few birds from orchards while the rest stayed where they were, indoctrinated against the constant sound. Large oak trees warned her of her arrival and a cheerful little sign reassured her that she’d found the right place: Shady Oaks Farm. Lynn pulled onto the path leading Ankara bayan escort to the large house. She slowed as she watched for small animals wandering onto the loose dirt of the tiny road. Finally, she stopped in front of the house. “Just breathe,” she told herself. “Just breathe. In and out. In and out.” Lynn unbuckled herself and then exited the car. She shifted uncomfortably before looking down. Her cheeks flamed bright red. “If there was ever an award for biggest camel toe…” she muttered. The woman’s yoga pants, stretched tight from her larger hips and ass had formed against her and she could clearly see her puffy labia in the outlines of the fabric. With a quick glance to the house and the yard around her, Lynn reached a hand down the front of her pants. A small glowing light emerged from a nearby tree. It made its way to Lynn with an erratic path. As the young woman pulled at the sides of her pants, the light settled behind her left ear. A second light came from the house to dance around the young woman. Lynn made her way to the front door. A small black cat came to her, butting its head and side against her legs. She smiled at it but kept her pace. The ground was soft to her rough bare feet and the smell of grass and hay and dust tickled her nose. Finally, the young woman paused in front of the screen door. She glanced over herself one more time before knocking. She tucked her head down so that the hat would hide her face. The inner wooden door opened and she stepped back as Christopher opened the screen door. She glanced up to see his hesitant smile. “Well, you’re sure not dressed up in your lawyer gear,” he told her. “So maybe I am safe today.” Lynn looked up at Christopher and the man’s eyebrows knit together in sudden confusion. “Hey. You… What’s… What happened to your nose?” His honest confusion made her feel relief. “May I come in, Mr. Chapman?” “Y- yeah. Come on it. Are you okay?” Lynn stepped through the doorway as Christopher backed up. She closed the door and they both stared at each other silently. So many thoughts crossed Lynn’s mind, of what she should do or shouldn’t do. Finally, she simply pulled the bottom of her shirt up, exposing her small udder. She felt the shirt drag across all four nipples before they flopped back downward. “What the-!” Christopher backed up, knocking over a lamp in the process. “What-! What the hell?! Is this some kind of joke?!” Lynn held the shirt up, suddenly angry. “I was hoping it was. I was hoping this was something you did somehow and that you could fix it. I hoped it was some cruel joke you did to me but you had some… serum or something that could make it go away. Now I’m looking at you and I see that’s not what it is. You didn’t do this, did you?” “I’ve… Ms. Hathaway, I have no idea what to do or say here. Are you seriously telling me that that’s not some prosthetic? Not some… some…” “I’ve been thinking on the drive here,” she told him. “It started after I drank the milk you gave me. It had to have started then. Escort bayan Ankara I began to remember all these things from my childhood and I felt happy. But my body started changing, too. I just didn’t realize what that meant until this morning. It was just bigger breasts and I thought my period was coming. But then my feet and this… this udder… and…” Lynn took the hat from her head. “Look at my ears! I have a tail! What am I supposed to do with all of this?! I thought- I hoped you could fix this. That you gave me some… thing in that milk that did this.” “Oh my god,” Chris said, staring at her ears. “Oh my god. I- no. Oh my god.” The man held his hand to his face in horror. “I swear to you that I didn’t. I swear on my life. I drank from that same bottle the morning you showed up! I don’t- How could I have anything that could do this to you? How is it even possible? Are you sure-” Lynn walked to the man. With a rough move, she grabbed his hand and placed it on her udder. He jerked and then touched it gently. She could feel his warm hands on the slightly cool, smooth flesh. She watched his eyes the entire time. He traced alone the edge of her udder, trying to find where it ended. Instead, he found no edge but the continuation of her skin and the start of her fur. “Is that-” “Yes, fur. No, I’m not going to show you. It goes all the way down to my knees. Oh no. I’m stuck like this, aren’t I? You really have no idea what happened.” “I’m so sorry, Ms. Hathaway,” Christopher whispered. His hand traced along her udder, skirting around the four nipples. She felt pleasure in his touch but she was cold; her last hope was lost. “Does it… Does it hurt?” “No,” she said, her voice quiet. “No, it doesn’t hurt. Well, it hurts to stand. My feet… they’re…” Christopher looked down at Lynn’s feet. “Oh,” he said. “Yeah,” Lynn replied. “Yeah. Can I sit?” At a nod from Christopher, Lynn walked to the small reclining chair and sat, sighing gratefully to be off her feet. “I don’t think it’s done yet. Every day it’s been something different. Little things until this morning.” She blushed as she remembered milking herself in the bathroom. “Maybe,” Christopher paused. He picked a seat on the couch nearby. “Maybe it’ll go away? If it came to you like this, maybe it’ll go away? Whatever’s causing it? Maybe it’s like an infection or something that your body will fight off?” “An infection?” Lynn laughed bitterly. “A cow infection? And what if it doesn’t? What if it gets worse and I wake up a full cow? What am I supposed to do then? Be a milk cow my… oh my god, except I’d have to have little baby cows first, wouldn’t I? Which means I’d have to have sex first. With another cow.” “A bull.” Christopher winced as Lynn’s face turned pale. “Sorry. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t say that.” “I can’t live like this. I can’t, Christopher. I can’t go walking around the city trying to hide this. It would take one slip up before someone finds me and puts me in a lab somewhere.” Silence stretched between the two. Christopher Bayan escort Ankara stared at the ground in front of Lynn. “You could stay here. I have room. Nobody comes out here much and there’s plenty of space for you.” “Plenty of space to roam and eat?” Lynn felt hot tears threatening to come forth again. I will not cry. I won’t, she told herself. “I’m sorry. I’m being mean while you’re trying to be helpful. I- I might have to. I don’t know what else to do. Christopher, I feel dumber than before. I can’t remember specific laws that I used to know off the top of my head. Some words don’t come as easy to me. At least… At least if…” At least if I turn into a cow, you’ll take care of me, won’t you? She wanted to ask. “You can stay as long as you want. I don’t know what happened but I feel like I did this somehow. And, even if I didn’t, I’d offer for you to stay. I have plenty of land and a house too big for me. I’m not religious but I’ve felt things and I’ve yet to have a bad crop when others around me have gone a year or two with nothing to show. I’ve thought I’ve heard things around the house and I know I’m not crazy. I know there are things in the world we can’t explain. I won’t,” Christopher paused. “I won’t treat you like an animal no matter what happens. You stay here and figure out what you need to do. Take as much time as you need and I’ll help with whatever I can.” Lynn nodded, afraid to speak. A sudden yawn took her by surprise. She felt a large amount of stress lift from her shoulders. She hadn’t wanted Christopher to be the blame for what happened to her and she was glad he wasn’t. She felt her tail move as two more vertebrae formed, forcing it longer. Lynn adjusted to make it more comfortable. “I’d like that,” she told him. Lynn hid another yawn with the back of her hand. Beneath her hand, more tiny hairs sprouted along her jawline. Lynn’s jaw cracked on a huge third yawn. Small bones shifted subtly in preparation for further growth. The young woman caught herself rubbing her back against the chair but stopped when she noticed. Tiny brown and white hairs were sprouting along her back, covering her in short fur. “I’m-” Lynn blinked slowly. “Tired.” “Oh. Man. I can’t imagine what stress you have to be under right now. Jesus. Let me, here, let me show you the guest room.” Christopher stood, offering the young woman his hand. She took at and was surprised at his strength when he pulled her to her feet. “Here, just follow me.” Lynn leaned on the man as she walked. “I’m… shleepy,” she slurred, smacking her slips. “Muuh.” Christopher led Lynn to a large, bright room. An armoire dominated the corner by the door while the other corner held an old fashioned desk. But, it was the large bed that held Lynn’s attention. The bed was covered in an old, thick quilt that Christopher pulled back for her. She crawled slowly between the sheet and blanket. “Listen,” Christopher told her. I’ll stay in the house. If you need anything at all, you call for me. Okay? Hey. Okay?” Lynn nodded, sighing as she settled. Suddenly, a thought emerged. “No,” she muttered weakly. Sleep. It… happens… wh-” Lynn’s eyes closed. Christopher frowned at the young woman. Brushing a loose strand of hair behind her long ear, he quietly left the room, closing the door behind him. With her eyes closed, Lynn’s breathing steadied as she fell into deep sleep.