TG TF Comics & Captions Stories - Protein Shake Turned Me Into Girl Cow?!
Published on Apr 5, 2025 by Tohka Crow
Abs? Gone. Soft hips, cute moo dress, and bouncy new assets? Oh yeah. One sip and this gym bro’s transformation spiraled into full-on dairy fantasy.
I’ve always been kinda slim. Like… no matter what I eat, I just don’t gain mass. I’ve been hitting the gym, drinking my sad little water-based protein shakes, and still? Still rocking that “twig with abs” look.
So today, I decided to up the ante. I added milk to my protein shakes. Whole milk. Full fat. Creamy and dreamy. I even whispered, “Bulking season, baby,” before slamming it back.
That’s when things started to get… weird.
At first, I just felt a little warm around my neck. Thought maybe the shake was doing its magic. Then I heard this tiny jingle. I looked down and—no joke—a cowbell choker had popped up around my neck.
“Okay, haha, cute prank, universe,” I muttered, giving it a little shake. Jingle jingle. Not helping.
And then I felt this twitch—on my head. Like something growing. I reached up and… oh no. Ohhhh no. Cow ears. Soft, furry cow ears. And horns. Little nubby horns poking out of my hair.
“I didn’t sign up for this kind of bulking!”
I stumbled back, trying to catch my reflection, when my clothes did a full-on magical girl moment. Boom—sweats and tank top gone. Replaced by a super stretchy, super clingy cow print dress. And it actually fit me like a glove, which was even more concerning.
Then my voice cracked—and not like puberty. Like, instantly softer, higher, a little breathy even. I gasped, hearing myself, and it was like a cute cartoon farm girl had taken over my throat.
“Wh-what the—” I started, but it came out all sing-songy and flirty.
And that’s when the real curves started to hit. My hips widened with this odd pressure, like someone pumping me full of bubble tea from the sides. My chest puffed out, slow and steady, like two little pillows fluffing themselves up.
“Oh my god. These are—these are mine??”
Then came the final wave. My belly, my thighs, everything softened and rounded out. Like I wasn’t just getting curvier—I was getting chubbier. Cute chubby, but still. Not the lean gains I imagined.
I looked down at myself, a little stunned, still jingling every time I moved. I blinked, trying to take it all in.
I waddled over to the mirror, touching my cheeks. My face was rounder now, glowing with this soft, feminine charm. I didn’t even look mad—I looked adorable.
“Okay,” I sighed, adjusting the cowbell and giving my new bod a once-over. “This isn’t exactly ‘jacked,’ but… I mean, I do look kinda moo-velous.”
