Moonday Milk

Eva heard those final words and snapped. Wrapping her arms fully around Heather, and openly sobbing. The words that she believed she'd never hear, ones of a price tag so high that it appeared impossible to achieve alone. "Yes... Thank you so much. I know exactly how I want to change." She could barely choke the words out, as Heather fully pulled her into her arms. Curling up slightly due to the heightened emotions of the conversation.

Whitney peaked in. "Is everything alright?" Heather smiled and nodded "It is, would you be a dear and go make sure the medical ward is prepared, for giving a cowgirl injection? Then can you see who all would be willing to help our new employee, and friend move in here when she recovers?" Whitney nodded. "Of course, you two feel free to come down, when you are up to it." Whitney leaves while Heather just continues to hold Eva close, rubbing the girls back gently. "I'm here for you, we are all here for you."

It took a few minutes for Eva to begin breathing normally. Pulling back slightly using her sleeve to rub her eyes, and get the tears off. "I'm sorry, I've just been dreaming of that possibility for as long as I can remember, and actually... being able to make that happen sounds like the greatest gift I've ever been given."

Heather smiles and nods "It's ok, I understand, did you know that Whitney and Candice both transitioned this way?" She helps Eva up, beginning to guide her out of the office, and down the halls. "Most boys who come either want to be a big strong bull, or want to be cute little... well sissys, or are girls and want to fully be so. We have had some who were assigned female and want to go the other direction of course, and I have jobs for everyone to comfortably do, regardless of their bodies and minds."

"That's... wonderful. I honestly wish this is something I'd had the guts to ask about during my interview... that is something special to hear that these days... is becoming less and less common to be accepted." Eva simply leaned on Heather's side. "Every time I'm here I'm astounded by your kindness."

Heather smiled. "kindness is the greatest thing we can put out into the world, if everyone showed such kindness, maybe the world would be a nicer place to just exist in." She walked up to a door, and led the way into the sterile room, a woman in white setting the injection down on a tray while Whitney was off to the side next to a bed. The nurse looks over and smiles "You must be Eva, please remove your clothing and lay down. Everyone changes more than they think and it is not likely that your clothing will fit in the end anyway." She motioned to a curtained off area. "There is a hospital gown for you to put on."

Eva nodded, quietly slipping behind the curtains. Slipping into the vastly oversized for her gown. Shuffling back out with a slight blush before sitting down on the bed eyeing the injection, still slightly nervous as she crossed her legs. "I do agree though... hate and constant negativity, is a real waste of all of our time."

Heather nodded and sat near the head of the bed, brushing Eva's hair while Whitney took and squeezed her hand. "We will stay with you the whole time, no need to be alone through any of this." The nurse swabs part of Eva's upper arm before giving her the shot. "Alright, just relax and imagine how much you want to change."

Eva took a deep breath leaning back on to the bed. Taking long deep breaths as very slowly a black spot started to form on the left side of her belly. "Thank you." Was all she felt the need to say, as the sight of her injection began to slowly get warmer and warmer. A separate black mark formed on her shoulder where the injection had been administered.

Several hours would pass, the entire time Heather was brushing her hair while Whitney held her hand. Watching as she more and more filled out the gown that they'd given her, gaining almost a foot in height, by the end, Eva would have a rather large ass, thick strong thighs, her belly had a bit of extra chub, but not too much to make her uncomfortable. Her hair was almost silkier but maintaining the copper color, and her breasts had grown almost three sizes to DDD's, paired with the little curved cow horns wrapping around her head, a short tail with a copper tuft at the, and new flopped ears. "How are you feeling Eva?"

Eva immediately moved her hand to her crotch. Surprised by how much wider her arm was now when it bounced off one of her gentle stomach folds. As her finger drifted down she couldn't help but let out a small whimper of joy, tears flooding her eyes as one finger slid inside of her newly formed slit. "I... feel better than I ever have before."

Heather smiled at her, before Whitney swooped in to give Eva a massive hug. "That is wonderful! Now you should take it easy for at least the rest of the day, then no heavy lifting for at least a week. While these changes take effect pretty fast, your body will be sensitive."

Eva just nodded, moving to hug Whitney back. Being surprised when she was met with resistance, because of her now sizable bust pressing against Whitney's. Despite this due to the sensation she couldn't help but smile, and giggle squeezing a little tighter. "I promise I'll be careful... but I can definitely feel the sensitivity, even the small breese in this room is catching my attention."

Whitney nodded. "Yeah, the rapid changes means all of your cells are basically 'new' so to say. Everything is refreshed, and then some. This has the side effect of, while little things feel better, pain feels worse. That is why you need a little time to adjust." She smiles a bit "On top of getting used to your physical changes."

Eva giggled, nodding slightly. "Yeah these are gonna be... an adjustment." She slowly moved to sit up on the bed, her feet touching the ground instead of dangling slightly as they had before. The cool tile felt nice on her larger feet. "So... Do we have a way of finding clothes that fit now? I... don't think I'll be able to get back into my old ones."

Whitney grinned "Well, I told the girls and they all donated a bit to give you your first outfit with us!" She grins. "It may not fit perfectly, but it will fit better than your old outfit." She walks to a cubby for clothes and brings out a large blouse, panties, bra, and skirt. "After you put these on I'll size your feet and go and get you some temp shoes."

Eva's cheeks turned bright red, a massive smile on her face as she took the clothes. Almost immediately starting to slip into everything, the panties were a bit tight on her ass, not enough to be uncomfortable, but enough to leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. The bra on the other hand was slightly oversized still supporting her generous D cup breasts being comfortably supported in the E cup bra that she was very clearly expected to grow into.

Putting each piece of the outfit on, caused Eva to shiver, her skin's new sensitivity causing her to need to bite back a little squeak, when her panties snapped into place.

Finally she put on the blue and white blouse, enjoying the fact that it was still loose enough on her, to flow along with the room's breese. Finally she took the pair of overalls that Heather was holding, slipping each leg in slowly as the pants were just a little tight on her legs, needing a bit of extra push to get into.

"Soooo how do I look? I'd check myself, but it doesn't seem like there's a mirror in here." Eva couldn't help but giggle as she checked out as much as she could see of her own body. Ecstatic with every single inch she could get a glimpse of.

Heather clapped happily. "You look lovely, when you are up for it, we can go get you some things a bit closer in size, particularly the panties but still." She smiles and rubs Eva's back. "It will probably take you a little walk to get used to your new weight distribution and center of gravity. How about we take a stroll and get some lunch?"

"Yes please, I am absolutely starving." Eva chuckled a bit, before taking her first step onto the ground. "Whoa-" as she stood up Eva started, wobbling the weight in her front almost knocking her to the ground, needing to put a hand on Heather's shoulder in order to balance herself and stand fully. "Also shoes, can't forget the shoes."

Heather giggles "We will just go to the staff room to get food, it is really close." Whitney ran off, while Heather helped Eva take slow and gentle steps, into the hallway and towards the lunchroom, just a few rooms away. Once there she helps Eva into a chair and gives her a menu. "Just tell me what you want, Whitney should be back soon to help on the shoe front."

Eva took the menu, looking over it and just relaxing in the seat. "I'll take a burger... and milk? I don't know why I'm so curious about how that will taste now but here we are." She giggled slightly, putting the menu down and just leaning on the table. Crossing her fingers with one another before beginning to slide them through each other intricately, trying to practice with her new hand eye coordination.

Heather smiles "Some find these change for better or worse, most tend to like milk even more." She stands up, and moves to go and get the food. While Heather is getting it, Whitney comes in with a few boxes, a bag of socks, and a measure for her feet. "Hey Eva, I'm back!" She starts putting things down. "I grabbed a few shoes, that I figured would be close, but I'm gonna make sure which one fits best." She gently lifts one of Eva's feet, her fingers gently gliding along it, as she puts it in place and takes a few measurements.

Eva's foot wiggled around in Whitney's hands as she squeaked. "T-thank you!" She took the socks, putting one on her left foot to save herself the embarrassment. After a minute of measurement her feet came in at 11 inches. The shoe was a brown boot with a few buckles on the side to help with sizing for leg size.

Whitney put a matching sock on Eva's right foot, before helping her into the boots, making sure they were secure but not too tight. "There we go, how does that feel?" As she is checking Eva, Heather gets back with the requested food, setting it in front of Eva. "Here you go. Take your time eating."

"It feels great Whitney, I promise I'm doing fine." Eva pulled her legs back, before turning to the food and starting to eat. Despite Heather's warning Eva couldn't really help herself when it came to the meal. Her body was starving and she shoved everything into her mouth, almost immediately. Only taking a few minutes to finish everything, before leaning back and feeling incredibly sluggish.

Whitney gathered the remaining boxes and smiled. "I'll be putting these back. Candice and a few of the others will be able to come with us to help you move whenever you feel like moving that much." Whitney gave Eva a hug, pressing their breasts together with a giggle before pulling away, leaving Eva to Heather who giggles a little bit "Went a little fast with that meal, how are you doing?"

"Good... just very very full." Eva smiled softly, unable to repress a slight giggle. "I kinda normally eat very little in general, so being that hungry and being able to eat all that, was a new experience for me." She rubbed her belly as she spoke, her smile widening as she was able to feel how soft her belly was now under the clothes.

Heather gently rubbed right by Eva's hands. "That is good, you will frequently feel hungry after a milking, our bodies need a lot of energy to produce well... anything. I love seeing everyone be healthy and happy. I know that you will give off great milk." She hugs Eva close, gently cuddling the girl.

Eva smiled nuzzling into the affection. "I'm honestly really curious about how being milked will actually feel." She couldn't help but bite her lip slightly at the thought. "It looked like all the cowgirls who were doing it during my first visit were having a good time..."

Heather smiles "I can personally say it feels really nice. Feeling the pressure in your breasts relieved without even knowing that it was there in the first place." She shudders. "That and while we can always give off milk, we give off more if we have... recently had sexual encounters." She giggles a little bit. "Just to get our bodies producing extra and all, natural responses and all that."

Eva started stumbling over her words, ending up with just her hands covering her face and mumbling through them. "Y-yeah that makes a lot of sense, Whitney mentioned the bulls while we were talking last week..."

Heather laughs a little bit "Yeah, we have a number of bulls, both of a normal variety, but also quite a few that wanted to be a bit more...femme. You probably saw a few of them, they look like girls with small or flat chests. They are quite fun, and they are developed enough to give milk milk...from down below" She grins "Small little clitties, until they are worked up, same milk that comes from our breasts, meaning it is 100% safe if you don't want to have protection or potential kid."

Eva just started bouncing her legs, to say that she wasn't used to talking about any form of sexuality. "I mean that's good... I'm definitely not ready for that! I... don't even know how I'd find anyone that I'd even wanna do that with." She wiggled around in her seat, slightly overwhelmed by how open Heather was being on the subject of sexuality.

Heather smiles and rubs Eva's back "You don't need to start off with that of course. You will enjoy your first milking plenty enough without it. We are all very casual with each other here, and support each other. Just making sure that you know your options down the line." Whitney nods "I do encourage getting used to it, after all, when milking, well you are going to see breasts and have your own be seen plenty, part of why we don't bother holding back with that kind of conversation and all."

Eva slowly peeled her hands from her face, letting the blush fade slightly. Taking a few deep breaths and just focusing on looking Heather in the eyes. "Yeah, I guess I'm just not used to being perceived as... well desirable in any way, so you all treating me like this has been... overwhelming, amazing but overwhelming."

Heather tilts her head. "You're not used to this kind of treatment? But you were beautiful before." She leans forward and gently brushes her fingers along Eva's cheek. "You are a wonderful woman, and whoever couldn't see that before were idiots. We all can see the beauty inside here."

"Thank you..." Eva shuddered slightly at the contact, nuzzling into Heather's touch. "It's not that people thought I wasn't attractive, it's just that I had a hard time connecting with them... and they didn't have a desire to connect with me."

Whitney smiled and cuddled up into Eva's side. "Tell you what, how about we have your first milking be by hand, I'll handle it myself. Just nice and gentle, maybe some candles and quiet music. I want it to be extra special for you... even if being hooked to a milker also feels fantastic." She giggles a little bit.

"That sounds wonderful. Honestly, I can already feel the weight on my chest so I'm really excited to get to experience that for the first time." Sandwiched between the women Eva couldn't help but squeak between each word. Trying not to come off as too excited, or needy in response to the offer.

Heather smiled gently. "Whitney is very good at easing everyone into it, and I'd say she is our best hand milker." Whitney grinned at the praise. "I'll help you to her milking room, then I will leave your time in Whitney's skilled hands." Heather helped Eva up. "We will go at whatever pace you feel comfortable with."

Eva nodded leaning slightly on both women, still having a bit of trouble keeping her footing entirely even. It only took a few minutes of shuffling for the trio to return to the milking room, Eva had conducted her first interview in. This time being led over to one of the booths at the end of the hall, that had a set of pull in curtains for additional privacy.

Whitney opens the curtains up, and lets Heather set Eva down, before smiling. "Alright you girls, have fun. I'm going to go finish some paperwork for the day, then I'll come check on you." Heather leaves the pair, closing the curtains up on her way out. Whitney meanwhile opens a cabinet and pulls out some massage oil and lights a few candles "Alright, for your first time this is all about relaxing, and enjoying the act all the way through. Milking is a very special thing for all of us here, and I want you to really get the special treatment."

Eva nodded before sitting down on the bed and unclipping her overalls, slowly peeling her blouse off. "Honestly I've never been more relaxed than right now. I've never really had the time or desire to go get a massage before, so I'm really excited to try this out." She then unclipped the oversized bra, before laying down on the table letting her breasts dangle off the side.

Whitney smiles and oils up her hands before starting to rub Eva's back "Massages are wonderful, you would be surprised how much stress can build up and tighten your muscles, even in a calm environment. We will start with making sure you are completely pampered, then I will begin milking." She gets firm at Eva's shoulders and neck.

Due to the increased sensitivity at first it was almost painful. Eva letting out squeaks and yelps with each little movement, Whitney's hands dancing along her shoulders and getting each knot out of them. "I'm now realizing why people said I was so TENSE!" She squeaked out as Whitney moved down on her back. Getting out a particularly bad knot.

"I can tell dear, you must have been so stressed to work your body up like this." Whitney hummed slightly as she continued her work. Rubbing Eva's sides gently as she worked down to the woman's ass, giving it a slight squeeze before pulling back. "Alright, now I'm gonna get a bucket, to milk you into, give me one second."

Eva nodded slightly, blushing at Whitney's little squeeze. Letting her breasts hang down in their slots, not even noticing that she'd formed little buds of milk on them in anticipation.

"Oooo, someone's all primed for milking." Whitney giggled, returning with a large clean bucket. "While this isn't the best way for quantity. I find at least one hand milking session a week keeps our cowgirls nice and happy." She smiled leaning down to kiss Eva's forehead. "Now you lay here, and I'll turn on some nice music to listen to for the milking."

Eva squeaked, giving a slight nod as Whitney turned on some calm orchestral music. Watching as the woman sat down on a stool next to her, slowly reaching down and rubbing each breast. Gliding her hands in, and tracing her fingers around each nipple, giving little gentle squeezes as milk started to drip down into the bucket. "There we go, such a good cow."

Eva's face turned crimson at the comment, feeling the pressure in her chest start leaking out. "Now you do what feels natural right now sweetie. Give into that nice calm feeling." Whitney cooed, gently tugging on Eva's left breast. Causing a small stream of milk to start flowing out and down into the container.

With each movement, Eva was having less, and less luck holding back her squeaks. Her tail flicking around instinctively, she couldn't deny that she enjoyed this process so far. But she couldn't understand how anyone could communicate, or form proper thoughts, under such stimulation.

"There you go sweetie, can you give me a little moo? I promise you'll love how it feels." Whitney kept her speech slow and deliberate. Cooing out with each movement, as more milk started flowing out of Eva's breasts.

"M-" Eva choked up before fully doing it, becoming stuck in a long moan. The buzzing in the back of her head overwhelming her senses. "Moo..." As the sound finally came out, it was like the final switch in the back of her head had been flipped. Complete submission to the situation, letting herself float around in the feeling of this milking. Letting out little moans and moos as Whitney continued to intensify the milking.