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Mark was walking through the mall, spending some of his afternoon there to pass the time. He didn't have much going on today, so he figured some window shopping would treat him nicely. He wandered through, eventually finding himself at a curious looking shop that he decided to enter.

The walls were painted black, with posters of various hard rock and metal bands scattered around. The clothes consisted of graphic tees of similar styles, as well as leather, torn jeans, accessories, and more. The store could only be described as a "goth clothing store."

It wasn't normally his style, but he decided there was no harm in checking it out. Maybe he'd find something he would be interested in.

"Looking for anything in particular?" a woman asked to him, dressed in a tank top and torn jean shorts, hair brushed into a sidecut.

"No, just browsing for now." Mark answered.

"First time here? Don't think I've seen you around before."

"Yeah, is it that obvious?" Mark gave a small chuckle.

"Little bit." she laughed. "I'm Jessica, by the way."

"Mark." he introduced himself. "Do you own this place or just work here."

"Started off just working here, but after the manager left I'm the only one left! Business isn't fantastic but it's enough to keep the lights on, and that's all I need!"

"That's good then." Mark nodded. "I think I'll browse around for a little bit longer, then get some advice from you if I find something good."

"You know where to find me." she said, pointing to the counter. "Let me know if you need any help."

"Will do." Mark gave a thumbs up as the two separated.

Mark walked around the store, trying to find something that struck his fancy. He wasn't originally planning on buying anything, but Jessica was nice, and he wanted to support her business. Some time had passed and he was getting ready to give up and just ask Jessica directly what would look good on him. She knew this kind of look much better than him after all!

He didn't want to give up quite yet, and gave one final look through the last clothing rack he hadn't double checked yet. As he did, someone else entered into the store and walked up to the counter Jessica was out.

"Excuse me, do you have any uh..." he spoke with hesitation. "Bracelets for adults?"

"Bracelets can be for any age, so yes." Jessica answered with a chuckle, however, the man was less amused.

"If that's how you justify it. Bracelets are for kids but my damn daughter insists on buying her some for her sixteenth birthday." he groaned. "She just can't grow up."

"Nothing wrong with wanting to accessorize. Bracelets can help you look good and be a good fashion statement."

"She doesn't need to be making any fashion statement!" he shouted. "She needs to stop acting like a little girl playing dress up and actually ask for an adult gift!"

"You should probably get her what she wants." Jessica said, her nerves getting tried. "Look, this one is perfectly fine. Bracelets don't have an age limit, you're just being a jackass."

"Excuse me?" he questioned back grandly. "I am a paying customer, you can't talk to me like that!" his voice continuously shot up. "I expect you to apologize and give me a hefty discount for this!"

"I have a better idea, why don't you go to hell?" she said with a smug smirk.

"How dare you! I demand to speak to your manager!"

"You already are, I'm the one who runs this place." Jessica's smirk didn't waver.

"Then I'll get the mall to shut you down for treating your customers like this! I can sue you! Make sure you never work again!"

"I'm shaking in my boots." Jessica feigned fear.

"You better you-you fat cow!" the man shouted.

"What did you just call me?" Jessica's voice dropped as her tone became much more serious.

"A fat COW!" he shouted in her face. "That's right, a fat cow!" he made it a point to continue insulting her.

"How DARE you!" Jessica said. "I haven't done this in years but you asked for this!" she held up her hand as it started to glow a purple color. "Oxtroficius dornalieo, bovineius maximimus!" she spoke in tongues, shooting out her palm at the man.

The man however, quickly ducked out of the way, causing Jessica's curse to miss him entirely. The curse would hit a target, however, that being Mark who had just turned around once he heard Jessica shout, only to have the purple light strike him right in the chest, causing him to recoil as he did so.

"Oh hell no!" the original man shouted, "I don't know what you just did but I'm not sticking around to find out!" he added, turning tail and rushing out of the store.

Jessica normally would chase after him and try to send another curse his way, however, she was more concerned with Mark, who was completely innocent in this situation but was victim to an accidental misfire. She didn't expect the man to have any sort of reflexes, so she gave the curse all she had. She watched nervously, watching as Mark's body was helpless to the change that was going to be going through.

Mark's black hair would begin to shift towards a lighter color, that being a brown, almost orange one. His hair itself was becoming fuller and more voluptuous, all while it started trickling down the back of his neck and shoulders. This continued until his hair reached all the way down to the center of his back, the length of his initial hair practically tripling. Mark's eyelashes started to multiply and elongate, becoming much more noticeable. His eyebrows did the opposite, losing their thickness and becoming pencil thin as his facial features became much more feminine.

While his hair grew, more hair started to sprout out from all over his face. The hair kept growing until all of the skin on his head would be completely covered with it, now sporting fur all over. Around his eyes and the sides of his head, black fur had grown out, while the rest of it would have white fur, the only exception being Mark's nose.

Instead, Mark's nose grew much larger, stretching out his face as it did. The coloration of it turned pink, with his nostrils becoming spread apart at the upper edge of his new nose. His jaw grew out with his face, Mark now sporting a muzzle. More animalistic features would be given to him, with his ears becoming larger and growing outward, taking on a more diamond shape. Black fur grew over them, giving them a bovine appearance. Another bovine feature was added to the top of his head, with two small and dulled yellowish grey horns growing out from the top.

As the changes continued down his body, more fur would grow out. White fur grew down his neck and front, with the backside of that surrounding it growing black fur instead. On the fur, large splotches of black fur would form in disorganized places, with no rhyme or reason to the pattern, the white of the fur the only consistent color of his fur pattern.

The lump in his throat shrank down to near-nothingness, causing his voice to rise up quite a few pitches. His shoulders shrank downward, losing their broadness by a significant bit. The loss of mass on his upper body continued as his arms lost just that, becoming thinner and taking on a more slender tone overall. Mark's hands shrank down while the digits of them became thinner and longer, giving them a more dainty appearance. His fingertips would take on a unique change, as they flattened and hardened, turning a black color as they shifted into hooves.

Mark's figure started to change more, with his sides pressing inward just above the waist. His back followed in suit, going into an arch. While a lot of mass was being lost, a lot of mass would be gained at the chest. Two mounds started to build up, becoming softer and more sensitive as they did. The spheres continued to grow, eventually forming out into an ample pair of breasts that now resided on his chest.

Below the belt, more fur continued to grow, with the white fur spreading all the way down to his ankles, where they ended in ruffles. Like his upper body, splotches of black fur would randomly form into his body, everywhere but his feet now having fur covering it.

Emerging out from the base of his spine, an entirely new appendage grew out. It was long and thin, covered with white fur before ending in a tuft of brown hair that matched the hair on his head, Mark now sporting a tail. The digits of his feet all merged together, leaving only two segments behind. His feet flattened entirely, hardening just like the tips of his fingers had. They became the same black color, shifting into a pair of cloven hooves. At his belly, an entirely new part of his body would form, of which was a pink color, with teats forming onto it, Mark now sporting an udder at his lower body just below the waist.

Femininity would continue to form onto Mark's body, with his hips building up mass and expanding outward into childbearing proportions. His rear followed in suit, swelling out and becoming more pert and pronounced. The curves both above and below the belt would leave Mark with an hourglass figure. The curves continued to form with his thighs and calves both enlarging, the inclines between them becoming deeper. This left Mark's legs with shapely tones and finished off his transformation into a anthropomorphic cow girl.

Jessica's curse was especially strong, so much so that it was even going to give Mark a feminine outfit to drive his transformation home even further.

Underneath his shirt, an entirely new garment would form to help support his new bosom. It consisted of two cups that covered and held up his breasts, with it connected to two straps on the shoulders and one more across his back, Mark being given a bra. His boxers shifted, the legs of them shrinking up and tightening around his thighs, rear, and waist. The front pressed against the flatness, turning into a red pair of panties that matched the color of his new bra. The legs of Mark's pants would marge together, opening out into a skirt. It rode up his legs, not stopping until it reached his hips. The material became softer, the jeans becoming a soft skirt. The sleeves of his shirt separated from the rest of it, only straps connected to the rest of it being left behind. What was left of the sleeves would fall off of his shoulders while the rest of it shrank to above his elbow. The shirt itself became tighter on his body, with the collar of it melting away to reveal much of the area between his breast and neck. Due to this, some cleavage would be shown off, giving Mark a feminine top. Lastly, as if to drive the point of being a cow home, Mark would gain a unique accessory around his neck, of which was a red band with a golden cowbell attached to it, ending off Mark's transformation fully.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" Jessica ran over to Mark, helping him to stand up to his feet.

"Wh-what jus happened...?" he questioned, still in shock from everything. "I-is that my voice!?" his hands went up to his throat.

"You weren't supposed to get hit with that, it was supposed to go to that jackass who came in!" Jessica said. "He called me a fat cow, so I was going to make him into a real cow but, well..." she rubbed the back of her head. "You got hit instead."

"Cow...girl?" Mark questioned nervously.

"Yeah, if you want to see yourself, the fitting room over there has a mirror." Jessica pointed to it.

Mark nodded, going towards it, struggling to find his center of balance once more, the new curves and mass in some areas and loss of it in others throwing him off. He blushed harshly as he felt the breeziness of the skirt, and just how open his top was. The ringing cowbell around his neck didn't help either, a constant reminder of what he was.

Mark got to the fitting room, looking back at the reflection in awe. His eyes went from the top of his head down to his hooves ,taking it all in. He watched as the reflection mimicked his movements, in disbelief that the person he was staring at was actually him!

If it was under different circumstances, Mark might of thought the girl was cute, but it was a different story that he knew the girl in the mirror was actually him!

"One more thing you should know..." Jessica spoke in an uneasy tone. "But that erm...that is probably permanent."

"P-permanent!" Mark squealed out and blushed harshly, looking down at his body. "You mean I'm stuck like this...?"

"Only maybe!" Jessica reassured. "The curse was strong but I might be able to find a way to reverse it, it just might uh...might take a while."

Mark looked back at his reflection and down at his body, hands moving down it and feeling it. From his muzzle to his new chest to the curves of his body. Mark eventually let out a sigh, a small smile forming on his snout. "Well...I guess there's worse things to be stuck as?"

"You're not mad? Because you definitely have the right to be!" Jessica said.

"It's not like you did this on purpose, to me anyways." Mark gave a small laugh. "Besides, this body is kind of cute. I do make a pretty cow girl."

"I'm sure that guy would of had a different reaction." Jessica gave a weak laugh. "But it's true, you do look cute Mark."

"You know, Mark doesn't quite fit me anymore. If I'm going to be a girl I'm going all the way!" she gave a small giggle. "From now on, you can call me Marcie!"

"Marcie it is then." Jessica laughed. "Since I owe you, feel free to pick out any new clothing you want. I'm guessing you don't have any clothes that fit you in this body now."

"That is true." Marcie nodded. "I don't have any bras or pants with holes or anything."

"Then have your pickings!" Jessica said.

"Thank you." Marcie smiled. "You know, after the initial shock wore off, this isn't bad at all! Now for next Halloween I can be a literal cowgirl!"

"I feel like I owe you still." Jessica said. "Why don't we go out tonight? My treat, I'll take you anywhere you want to eat, a bar after if you want, do some dancing."

"It's a date." Marcie exclaimed happily. "I'll happily take a date with you, can't think of a more fun way to start this part of my life as Marcie!"

*****

A few years later...

*****

Marcie was walking through the woods, a wide smile on across her muzzle. She had a hand in her own, that belonging to a human woman and girlfriend Jess. Marcie had gotten so used to her cow girl body that it was hard to remember that she didn't always used to be that way. It had been a few years since the incident where Jess had fired a spell at someone, only to have it accidentally strike her. That's when Marcie went from a human man to a cow girl.

Some would say Marcie was at the wrong place at the wrong time, but from her point of few, Marcie couldn't be luckier. It was that event that snowballed into her first date with Jess, with the two becoming an official item only a few dates after the fact.

It had taken a bit of time, but Marcie had grown to become quite comfortable in her body, even moreso than when she was a man. She had put on a bit of weight, with her belly giving her a bit of a muffin top, her thighs wide and hugging her pants. Marcie had taken to styling her new female self quickly as well, now sporting a short haircut with a few ear piercings as well as one on her nose. She had tossed out all of her old clothes from when she was Mark, not like any of it would fit anymore anyways. Boxers were replaced with panties, skirts and blouses replacing suits and ties, and not to mention having to make room in her drawers for bras! Almost anything that was "Mark" was out of her life now, with the cow fully embracing her new self as Marcie.

As the two walked, Marcie noticed that Jess had something on her mind. She wasn't the only one, as Marcie was planning on asking her girlfriend something important that day. The two were chatting about how beautiful everything was, eventually stopping at the edge of a hill overlook a waterfall with stunning scenery.

"It's so beautiful..." Jess looked out with a smile.

"Not as beautiful as you." Marcie smiled back, Jess, being the shorter of the two leaned into Marcie and let out a sigh.

"I've noticed you've been a little more absent than usual." Marcie said softly. "Is everything all right?"

"Well, there is something I've been meaning to tell you." Jess said sheepishly.

"You can tell me anything, what is it?"

"I've well...I found out a way to reverse what I did to you."

"If becoming my girlfriend is what you did I don't want that reversed at all." Marcie joked.

"I'm serious." Jess sighed. "I know we don't really talk about what I did to you, but I figured out how to make you into a guy again, reverse the curse that made you into a cow girl."

"Oh, that." Marcie was a bit taken aback. She didn't expect to ever hear those words. Jess had told her how strong the curse was, and the likelihood of ever turning back was slim to none.

"Yeah. I've known for a few days but I just wanted to savor the last of it before I turned you back to normal. I'm sorry, that was selfish..." she turned away.

"Oh hush!" Marcie waved her hand and pulled her partner in closer. "I don't care about that, because I would be fine if you never found a cure in the first place. At this point going back to how I used to be is more of a curse!" she giggled.

"I...I don't get it..." Jess was shocked by Marcie's response.

"Sweetie, I accepted this body years ago, I wouldn't have bought all those outfits if I hadn't! Besides, if I went back to being a guy then I would have to buy my old clothes back, and that's just a hassle I don't want to go through!" she joked to lighten up the mood.

"You're not mad at me from keeping it from you...?" Jess asked nervously.

"Of course not. I'm glad you told me, so I can tell you I don't want to be anything other than what I am right now, and that I'm always going to be happy so long as I'm with you."

"So you want to stay like this, as a cow girl?" Jess looked up into Marcie's eyes with a smile.

"I do." Marcie nodded and smiled back, the two locking lips as they shared a assonate kiss and embrace, the two eventually breaking it off.

"There is something I've been meaning to tell you too." Marcie smiled. "There is one thing I do want to change about me, and since you're magic, I'm hoping you can help me out."

"Hm? What do you want changed? I love you just the way you...are..." Jess' voice trailed off when she saw what Marcie was doing.

She reached into her pocket as she slowly went down onto one knee, pulling out a box, opening up to reveal the diamond ring inside. "Jess Thomas, ever since we first went out I knew I'd want to be with you for the rest of our lives. Whether it was a human man or a cow girl, it didn't matter so long as I was with you. The one thing I want to change about me is my relationship with you. I want to change from your girlfriend into your wife. Will you marry me?"

"Oh my gosh, yes, yes!" Jess cheered happily as she ran up to hug Marcie, who happily returned the hug, the two crying tears of joy. "I'd love to be your wife!"

"You're taking my last name, you changed my sex and species, I get to change your name!" Marcie giggled, stammering out her words as she tried to calm down.

"Fair's fair." Jess let out a soft giggle, the two's joy making it hard to speak properly.

The two sat down, looking at the waterfall, leaning against each other. The two were happy, happier than they had ever been. Their relationship had one of the strangest starts, but they would make sure to start their status as wives as best as it could be, and if it was anything like how they first met, it was sure to be magical!

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Mark was walking through the mall, spending some of his afternoon there to pass the time. He didn't have much going on today, so he figured some window shopping would treat him nicely. He wandered through, eventually finding himself at a curious looking shop that he decided to enter.

The walls were painted black, with posters of various hard rock and metal bands scattered around. The clothes consisted of graphic tees of similar styles, as well as leather, torn jeans, accessories, and more. The store could only be described as a "goth clothing store."

It wasn't normally his style, but he decided there was no harm in checking it out. Maybe he'd find something he would be interested in.

"Looking for anything in particular?" a woman asked to him, dressed in a tank top and torn jean shorts, hair brushed into a sidecut.

"No, just browsing for now." Mark answered.

"First time here? Don't think I've seen you around before."

"Yeah, is it that obvious?" Mark gave a small chuckle.

"Little bit." she laughed. "I'm Jessica, by the way."

"Mark." he introduced himself. "Do you own this place or just work here."

"Started off just working here, but after the manager left I'm the only one left! Business isn't fantastic but it's enough to keep the lights on, and that's all I need!"

"That's good then." Mark nodded. "I think I'll browse around for a little bit longer, then get some advice from you if I find something good."

"You know where to find me." she said, pointing to the counter. "Let me know if you need any help."

"Will do." Mark gave a thumbs up as the two separated.

Mark walked around the store, trying to find something that struck his fancy. He wasn't originally planning on buying anything, but Jessica was nice, and he wanted to support her business. Some time had passed and he was getting ready to give up and just ask Jessica directly what would look good on him. She knew this kind of look much better than him after all!

He didn't want to give up quite yet, and gave one final look through the last clothing rack he hadn't double checked yet. As he did, someone else entered into the store and walked up to the counter Jessica was out.

"Excuse me, do you have any uh..." he spoke with hesitation. "Bracelets for adults?"

"Bracelets can be for any age, so yes." Jessica answered with a chuckle, however, the man was less amused.

"If that's how you justify it. Bracelets are for kids but my damn daughter insists on buying her some for her sixteenth birthday." he groaned. "She just can't grow up."

"Nothing wrong with wanting to accessorize. Bracelets can help you look good and be a good fashion statement."

"She doesn't need to be making any fashion statement!" he shouted. "She needs to stop acting like a little girl playing dress up and actually ask for an adult gift!"

"You should probably get her what she wants." Jessica said, her nerves getting tried. "Look, this one is perfectly fine. Bracelets don't have an age limit, you're just being a jackass."

"Excuse me?" he questioned back grandly. "I am a paying customer, you can't talk to me like that!" his voice continuously shot up. "I expect you to apologize and give me a hefty discount for this!"

"I have a better idea, why don't you go to hell?" she said with a smug smirk.

"How dare you! I demand to speak to your manager!"

"You already are, I'm the one who runs this place." Jessica's smirk didn't waver.

"Then I'll get the mall to shut you down for treating your customers like this! I can sue you! Make sure you never work again!"

"I'm shaking in my boots." Jessica feigned fear.

"You better you-you fat cow!" the man shouted.

"What did you just call me?" Jessica's voice dropped as her tone became much more serious.

"A fat COW!" he shouted in her face. "That's right, a fat cow!" he made it a point to continue insulting her.

"How DARE you!" Jessica said. "I haven't done this in years but you asked for this!" she held up her hand as it started to glow a purple color. "Oxtroficius dornalieo, bovineius maximimus!" she spoke in tongues, shooting out her palm at the man.

The man however, quickly ducked out of the way, causing Jessica's curse to miss him entirely. The curse would hit a target, however, that being Mark who had just turned around once he heard Jessica shout, only to have the purple light strike him right in the chest, causing him to recoil as he did so.

"Oh hell no!" the original man shouted, "I don't know what you just did but I'm not sticking around to find out!" he added, turning tail and rushing out of the store.

Jessica normally would chase after him and try to send another curse his way, however, she was more concerned with Mark, who was completely innocent in this situation but was victim to an accidental misfire. She didn't expect the man to have any sort of reflexes, so she gave the curse all she had. She watched nervously, watching as Mark's body was helpless to the change that was going to be going through.

Mark's black hair would begin to shift towards a lighter color, that being a brown, almost orange one. His hair itself was becoming fuller and more voluptuous, all while it started trickling down the back of his neck and shoulders. This continued until his hair reached all the way down to the center of his back, the length of his initial hair practically tripling. Mark's eyelashes started to multiply and elongate, becoming much more noticeable. His eyebrows did the opposite, losing their thickness and becoming pencil thin as his facial features became much more feminine.

While his hair grew, more hair started to sprout out from all over his face. The hair kept growing until all of the skin on his head would be completely covered with it, now sporting fur all over. Around his eyes and the sides of his head, black fur had grown out, while the rest of it would have white fur, the only exception being Mark's nose.

Instead, Mark's nose grew much larger, stretching out his face as it did. The coloration of it turned pink, with his nostrils becoming spread apart at the upper edge of his new nose. His jaw grew out with his face, Mark now sporting a muzzle. More animalistic features would be given to him, with his ears becoming larger and growing outward, taking on a more diamond shape. Black fur grew over them, giving them a bovine appearance. Another bovine feature was added to the top of his head, with two small and dulled yellowish grey horns growing out from the top.

As the changes continued down his body, more fur would grow out. White fur grew down his neck and front, with the backside of that surrounding it growing black fur instead. On the fur, large splotches of black fur would form in disorganized places, with no rhyme or reason to the pattern, the white of the fur the only consistent color of his fur pattern.

The lump in his throat shrank down to near-nothingness, causing his voice to rise up quite a few pitches. His shoulders shrank downward, losing their broadness by a significant bit. The loss of mass on his upper body continued as his arms lost just that, becoming thinner and taking on a more slender tone overall. Mark's hands shrank down while the digits of them became thinner and longer, giving them a more dainty appearance. His fingertips would take on a unique change, as they flattened and hardened, turning a black color as they shifted into hooves.

Mark's figure started to change more, with his sides pressing inward just above the waist. His back followed in suit, going into an arch. While a lot of mass was being lost, a lot of mass would be gained at the chest. Two mounds started to build up, becoming softer and more sensitive as they did. The spheres continued to grow, eventually forming out into an ample pair of breasts that now resided on his chest.

Below the belt, more fur continued to grow, with the white fur spreading all the way down to his ankles, where they ended in ruffles. Like his upper body, splotches of black fur would randomly form into his body, everywhere but his feet now having fur covering it.

Emerging out from the base of his spine, an entirely new appendage grew out. It was long and thin, covered with white fur before ending in a tuft of brown hair that matched the hair on his head, Mark now sporting a tail. The digits of his feet all merged together, leaving only two segments behind. His feet flattened entirely, hardening just like the tips of his fingers had. They became the same black color, shifting into a pair of cloven hooves. At his belly, an entirely new part of his body would form, of which was a pink color, with teats forming onto it, Mark now sporting an udder at his lower body just below the waist.

Femininity would continue to form onto Mark's body, with his hips building up mass and expanding outward into childbearing proportions. His rear followed in suit, swelling out and becoming more pert and pronounced. The curves both above and below the belt would leave Mark with an hourglass figure. The curves continued to form with his thighs and calves both enlarging, the inclines between them becoming deeper. This left Mark's legs with shapely tones and finished off his transformation into a anthropomorphic cow girl.

Jessica's curse was especially strong, so much so that it was even going to give Mark a feminine outfit to drive his transformation home even further.

Underneath his shirt, an entirely new garment would form to help support his new bosom. It consisted of two cups that covered and held up his breasts, with it connected to two straps on the shoulders and one more across his back, Mark being given a bra. His boxers shifted, the legs of them shrinking up and tightening around his thighs, rear, and waist. The front pressed against the flatness, turning into a red pair of panties that matched the color of his new bra. The legs of Mark's pants would marge together, opening out into a skirt. It rode up his legs, not stopping until it reached his hips. The material became softer, the jeans becoming a soft skirt. The sleeves of his shirt separated from the rest of it, only straps connected to the rest of it being left behind. What was left of the sleeves would fall off of his shoulders while the rest of it shrank to above his elbow. The shirt itself became tighter on his body, with the collar of it melting away to reveal much of the area between his breast and neck. Due to this, some cleavage would be shown off, giving Mark a feminine top. Lastly, as if to drive the point of being a cow home, Mark would gain a unique accessory around his neck, of which was a red band with a golden cowbell attached to it, ending off Mark's transformation fully.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" Jessica ran over to Mark, helping him to stand up to his feet.

"Wh-what jus happened...?" he questioned, still in shock from everything. "I-is that my voice!?" his hands went up to his throat.

"You weren't supposed to get hit with that, it was supposed to go to that jackass who came in!" Jessica said. "He called me a fat cow, so I was going to make him into a real cow but, well..." she rubbed the back of her head. "You got hit instead."

"Cow...girl?" Mark questioned nervously.

"Yeah, if you want to see yourself, the fitting room over there has a mirror." Jessica pointed to it.

Mark nodded, going towards it, struggling to find his center of balance once more, the new curves and mass in some areas and loss of it in others throwing him off. He blushed harshly as he felt the breeziness of the skirt, and just how open his top was. The ringing cowbell around his neck didn't help either, a constant reminder of what he was.

Mark got to the fitting room, looking back at the reflection in awe. His eyes went from the top of his head down to his hooves ,taking it all in. He watched as the reflection mimicked his movements, in disbelief that the person he was staring at was actually him!

If it was under different circumstances, Mark might of thought the girl was cute, but it was a different story that he knew the girl in the mirror was actually him!

"One more thing you should know..." Jessica spoke in an uneasy tone. "But that erm...that is probably permanent."

"P-permanent!" Mark squealed out and blushed harshly, looking down at his body. "You mean I'm stuck like this...?"

"Only maybe!" Jessica reassured. "The curse was strong but I might be able to find a way to reverse it, it just might uh...might take a while."

Mark looked back at his reflection and down at his body, hands moving down it and feeling it. From his muzzle to his new chest to the curves of his body. Mark eventually let out a sigh, a small smile forming on his snout. "Well...I guess there's worse things to be stuck as?"

"You're not mad? Because you definitely have the right to be!" Jessica said.

"It's not like you did this on purpose, to me anyways." Mark gave a small laugh. "Besides, this body is kind of cute. I do make a pretty cow girl."

"I'm sure that guy would of had a different reaction." Jessica gave a weak laugh. "But it's true, you do look cute Mark."

"You know, Mark doesn't quite fit me anymore. If I'm going to be a girl I'm going all the way!" she gave a small giggle. "From now on, you can call me Marcie!"

"Marcie it is then." Jessica laughed. "Since I owe you, feel free to pick out any new clothing you want. I'm guessing you don't have any clothes that fit you in this body now."

"That is true." Marcie nodded. "I don't have any bras or pants with holes or anything."

"Then have your pickings!" Jessica said.

"Thank you." Marcie smiled. "You know, after the initial shock wore off, this isn't bad at all! Now for next Halloween I can be a literal cowgirl!"

"I feel like I owe you still." Jessica said. "Why don't we go out tonight? My treat, I'll take you anywhere you want to eat, a bar after if you want, do some dancing."

"It's a date." Marcie exclaimed happily. "I'll happily take a date with you, can't think of a more fun way to start this part of my life as Marcie!"

*****

A few years later...

*****

Marcie was walking through the woods, a wide smile on across her muzzle. She had a hand in her own, that belonging to a human woman and girlfriend Jess. Marcie had gotten so used to her cow girl body that it was hard to remember that she didn't always used to be that way. It had been a few years since the incident where Jess had fired a spell at someone, only to have it accidentally strike her. That's when Marcie went from a human man to a cow girl.

Some would say Marcie was at the wrong place at the wrong time, but from her point of few, Marcie couldn't be luckier. It was that event that snowballed into her first date with Jess, with the two becoming an official item only a few dates after the fact.

It had taken a bit of time, but Marcie had grown to become quite comfortable in her body, even moreso than when she was a man. She had put on a bit of weight, with her belly giving her a bit of a muffin top, her thighs wide and hugging her pants. Marcie had taken to styling her new female self quickly as well, now sporting a short haircut with a few ear piercings as well as one on her nose. She had tossed out all of her old clothes from when she was Mark, not like any of it would fit anymore anyways. Boxers were replaced with panties, skirts and blouses replacing suits and ties, and not to mention having to make room in her drawers for bras! Almost anything that was "Mark" was out of her life now, with the cow fully embracing her new self as Marcie.

As the two walked, Marcie noticed that Jess had something on her mind. She wasn't the only one, as Marcie was planning on asking her girlfriend something important that day. The two were chatting about how beautiful everything was, eventually stopping at the edge of a hill overlook a waterfall with stunning scenery.

"It's so beautiful..." Jess looked out with a smile.

"Not as beautiful as you." Marcie smiled back, Jess, being the shorter of the two leaned into Marcie and let out a sigh.

"I've noticed you've been a little more absent than usual." Marcie said softly. "Is everything all right?"

"Well, there is something I've been meaning to tell you." Jess said sheepishly.

"You can tell me anything, what is it?"

"I've well...I found out a way to reverse what I did to you."

"If becoming my girlfriend is what you did I don't want that reversed at all." Marcie joked.

"I'm serious." Jess sighed. "I know we don't really talk about what I did to you, but I figured out how to make you into a guy again, reverse the curse that made you into a cow girl."

"Oh, that." Marcie was a bit taken aback. She didn't expect to ever hear those words. Jess had told her how strong the curse was, and the likelihood of ever turning back was slim to none.

"Yeah. I've known for a few days but I just wanted to savor the last of it before I turned you back to normal. I'm sorry, that was selfish..." she turned away.

"Oh hush!" Marcie waved her hand and pulled her partner in closer. "I don't care about that, because I would be fine if you never found a cure in the first place. At this point going back to how I used to be is more of a curse!" she giggled.

"I...I don't get it..." Jess was shocked by Marcie's response.

"Sweetie, I accepted this body years ago, I wouldn't have bought all those outfits if I hadn't! Besides, if I went back to being a guy then I would have to buy my old clothes back, and that's just a hassle I don't want to go through!" she joked to lighten up the mood.

"You're not mad at me from keeping it from you...?" Jess asked nervously.

"Of course not. I'm glad you told me, so I can tell you I don't want to be anything other than what I am right now, and that I'm always going to be happy so long as I'm with you."

"So you want to stay like this, as a cow girl?" Jess looked up into Marcie's eyes with a smile.

"I do." Marcie nodded and smiled back, the two locking lips as they shared a assonate kiss and embrace, the two eventually breaking it off.

"There is something I've been meaning to tell you too." Marcie smiled. "There is one thing I do want to change about me, and since you're magic, I'm hoping you can help me out."

"Hm? What do you want changed? I love you just the way you...are..." Jess' voice trailed off when she saw what Marcie was doing.

She reached into her pocket as she slowly went down onto one knee, pulling out a box, opening up to reveal the diamond ring inside. "Jess Thomas, ever since we first went out I knew I'd want to be with you for the rest of our lives. Whether it was a human man or a cow girl, it didn't matter so long as I was with you. The one thing I want to change about me is my relationship with you. I want to change from your girlfriend into your wife. Will you marry me?"

"Oh my gosh, yes, yes!" Jess cheered happily as she ran up to hug Marcie, who happily returned the hug, the two crying tears of joy. "I'd love to be your wife!"

"You're taking my last name, you changed my sex and species, I get to change your name!" Marcie giggled, stammering out her words as she tried to calm down.

"Fair's fair." Jess let out a soft giggle, the two's joy making it hard to speak properly.

The two sat down, looking at the waterfall, leaning against each other. The two were happy, happier than they had ever been. Their relationship had one of the strangest starts, but they would make sure to start their status as wives as best as it could be, and if it was anything like how they first met, it was sure to be magical!