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New Moon Sale VII

8. Cow Bell

The young man hadn't picked up one of the items from the New Moon Sale before, but word was starting to spread through town about the strange occurrences that seemed to happen around town once a month. He had grabbed the cowbell, remembering the field of scantily clad, curvy girls who mooed and happily basked in the warmth of the meadow they now called home. Something about a Society or contamination prevention efforts? It wasn't clear what happened to them, but he had a feeling the cow bell and the sale had something to do with it. He smiled mischievously, he knew a few girls who would make adorable cows. Maybe that bratty teen down the street, or that grumpy witch who- mid-though the man stumbled a little. Not enough to fall, but enough for the bell to drop from his grasp and hit the ground with a ding.

As he caught his stop, he noticed his foot made a strange clopping sound against the sidewalk. Another step and the crunch of soft earth and grass under hoof could be heard as he felt a strange swaying behind his jiggling rear. As she stood upright, she felt the weight of her sloshing breasts, the wind gently blew and made her ears twitch. She... she was wondering what she had been thinking about as she looked around the field, her herd was nearby mooing and chewing on the grass as some were getting ready to be milked. She smiled, mooing excitedly and galloping over to her friends.

The bell remained on the sidewalk, its owner gone, now just another part of the herd.

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Description
New Moon Sale VII

8. Cow Bell

The young man hadn't picked up one of the items from the New Moon Sale before, but word was starting to spread through town about the strange occurrences that seemed to happen around town once a month. He had grabbed the cowbell, remembering the field of scantily clad, curvy girls who mooed and happily basked in the warmth of the meadow they now called home. Something about a Society or contamination prevention efforts? It wasn't clear what happened to them, but he had a feeling the cow bell and the sale had something to do with it. He smiled mischievously, he knew a few girls who would make adorable cows. Maybe that bratty teen down the street, or that grumpy witch who- mid-though the man stumbled a little. Not enough to fall, but enough for the bell to drop from his grasp and hit the ground with a ding.

As he caught his stop, he noticed his foot made a strange clopping sound against the sidewalk. Another step and the crunch of soft earth and grass under hoof could be heard as he felt a strange swaying behind his jiggling rear. As she stood upright, she felt the weight of her sloshing breasts, the wind gently blew and made her ears twitch. She... she was wondering what she had been thinking about as she looked around the field, her herd was nearby mooing and chewing on the grass as some were getting ready to be milked. She smiled, mooing excitedly and galloping over to her friends.

The bell remained on the sidewalk, its owner gone, now just another part of the herd.

Customer:

Learn about the Society on Patreon and SUPPORT my artwork so I can make more content more often.

Or if you'd rather, you can Buy me a Coffee HERE