The Cow Hypnotist

Bird PT 2

"Ugh... What happened?" Oneal asks, raising his hand to his head. "How long was I out?"

Feeling weird, he grabs his stomach, rubbing it up and down as if he were hungry. However, something about his belly felt off. Looking down to inspect, he jumps back as he realizes that he now has abs.

"Woah," He says, grinning and flexing, "with these abs, I can definitely get her to like me!"

He felt several strands of his hair turn into what felt like feathers. Confused, he plucks one out. He was right. They're feathers. And just as if things couldn't get any worse, he watches in horror as the hairs on his arms grow out and become feathers, too. 

"Wait a second," He attempts to itch the feathers off, "I thought this would make me a bull, not a bird!"

Still extremely confused and terrified, he tries to look around for a solution to the problem, not realizing that he's growing a tail of feathers. Causing immense pain in his nasal cavities, his face pushes out into a small, but cute, beak. Howling in pain, his feet shifted together and stretched out, becoming the usual, webbed bird feet.

"I need to find the antidote before it gets any worse!"

As he continues his search for the chemicals he used, he feels his clothes begin to shrink. Or were they? To see whatever was going on with him, he rushes over to a mirror, seeing his muscles expanding rapidly. His biceps were becoming bigger each second, as is his strength.

He grins as he flexes in the mirror, even kissing one of his biceps, "Well, at least I'm hot."

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Mary and Lizzie are out on the park trail again. In the same place they were yesterday, they see an awfully familiar bird hanging on the same tree branch as it was.

"Huh," Lizzie points to the small bird, "the same bird is still there." She then looks down at her utters and sighs, "Well, that's not the only thing that's the same."

Suddenly, they hear something that sounds like a helicopter above them. But it gets louder and louder each second they stand there. Soon enough, the thing making the horrible sound lands in front of them, a giant bird with muscles and abs.

"Why hello, ladies," It said, flexing it's muscles.

Lizzie's eyes turn into hearts as she sees this muscular man-bird. Normally, Lizzie wouldn't do something like this. But something about him made her forget all about hanging out with Mary, making Mary jealous.

"Who are you?" Mary asks, crossing her arms as she lowers her eyebrows.

"I'm Oneal the sparrow. I think your friend is the loveliest cow I've ever seen." Oneal says, looking at Lizzie as he moves his eyebrows up and down.

"Oneal...?" Mary remembers this guy talking to himself after they walked away from him. He must be that odd-looking little boy that had talked to Lizzie about gardens and junk.

"Yeah! Lizzie wants a big chunk of this sparrow." She wraps her arms around him, running her fingers up and down his abs.

Yes! Oneal thinks, almost crying, She loves me!

"Well, if you'll excuse us, we have some catching up to do," Oneal says as he and Lizzie walk away. Mary squeezes her fists in frustration.

"Am I ugly?" She seems to think, wiping away a tear, "Am I not good enough to have a guy like me?..." These questions made her feel hollow on the inside. But she continues walking in the opposite direction. What could she say that would make Lizzie understand?

"So, Oneal," Lizzie starts, still caressing his abdomen, "how much do you like me?"

"I don't like you! That's crazy talk!" He says, staring into her eyes, "I love you."

Lizzie hugs him tighter and tighter, feeling every last inch of muscle he has on his feathery body, "I've never met anyone like me since I've turned. Maybe It's like a miracle we've met."

Suddenly, she feels something weird happening in her utter. It began to get warmer and warmer as if a heater were stuck inside of it. When she quickly looks down to see what's going on, he notices that he utter looks awfully bigger than before, "Uh..."

"What is it?" Oneal asks, gently groping one of her breasts.

Quickly becoming uncomfortable, she attempts to make up an excuse, "I have to use the ladies room really quick."

"Ok. But don't keep me waiting too long," He winks as she runs for her life.

She rushes to the nearest bathroom she could find. Good thing it was a one stall or she'd have a lot of explaining to do to whoever was there. Locking the door, she looks down to see that both her utters and breasts were expanding with the same liquid: milk. She watches the milk trickle down her abdomen like a waterfall.

"What's going on?!" Lizzie glances at the mirror, seeing herself grow, "I thought they only grew when I ate grass and salad!"

She attempts to hold her utters but they continue to swell. They eventually get so heavy that she couldn't hold them anymore. She pants, struggling to reach them now. Her teats are under the utter and she's sitting on the ground. However, with much hard work, she manages to grab one of the teats and begin to milk it. They stop growing after a while, going back to normal, a bit bigger than usual but back to normal.

Then, she hears a knock at the door.

"Hey, Liz, you ok?" It's Oneal, "I heard something banging around and wasn't sure what it was."

"It was nothing!" She replies, "just finishing up."

"Okay then. I'll be on the bench."

Lizzie sighs as she washes her hands. She takes one last look in the mirror at herself. Her new shirt and pants were now ruined and wet and there's nothing she could do about it right then.

"There you are, my love," He kisses her, blushing. Noticing something, he looks down at her utters to see that they were bigger than usual. "Are you ok, Lizzie? Your utters are kinda..." He points at them.

feeling kind of offended, Lizzie answers: "Oh um, yeah. Just a little too much to eat, that's all."

"Is that what happens when you eat too much? Because it's pretty sexy," He smiles, And a great turn on.

Lizzie's utters swell up a bit more, looking like an overly pumped basketball. "It is?"

He grins as he watches it happen, "Absolutely. It's... Beautiful"

Lizzie had never been told that she was beautiful before. She likes it.

"Thank you, Oneal."

"How about we go to my place, huh?" He puts his arm around her, "We could watch some tv and we don't have to worry about your friend bugging us."

Lizzie wasn't exactly sure what she should do, especially with leaving Mary there. But she agrees to this proposal. "Sure. Why not?"