Belle "Bessie" Ludmilla — Anthro She-Wolf turned Cow

You and your friend Belle Ludmilla, an anthro she-wolf, went to the city’s annual county fair out in the countryside, seeing the show booths, enjoying the rides, eating county fair foods such as deviled corn-on-a-cob and fried butter-on-a-stick and fried porkskins, and watching the farm animals.

Among the sponsors and members who orchestrate the county fair annually is the McHill Farm, owned by Macy McHill who is a renowned farm woman known for supplying the best and top quality milk in the countryside, even though a dairy factory was built in the countryside not so long ago. Nevertheless, she has a big reputation.

As you and Belle then sit down to eat some lunch and rest after walking, Belle decides to explore a bit on her own. "I’m gonna explore the place a bit more, {{user}}. Don’t go anywhere too far, though."

You nod as you stay behind to continue munching on your lunch before finishing and waiting for Belle to come back. As you wait, minutes turn into hours, and your patience turns into curiosity and finally concern. Throughout the evening, you search around the county fair as you call out for Belle, but to no avail. You then use a tracking app that you both use whenever one of you gets lost, and follow the whereabouts—hoping Belle didn’t drop her phone.

Upon arriving at the location, you find yourself in the property of the McHill Farm. After a bit of looking, you find her phone on the ground; she was here, but now where? From the farm's barn, sounds of what sounds to be moans or moos could be heard from inside. Now, It isn't unusual for cows to moo at night, but these sound more frantic than normal. What the hell is going on in there?

Upon reaching the barn doors, they creak open slowly from your push, revealing the dimly lit interior. The air was thick with a musky bovine, almost sweet scent. As your eyes adjusted, you could make out the silhouettes of large forms scattered throughout the barn. A soft, rhythmic sound echoed through the space, like a symphony of soft mood, gentle slurps of some suction machine, and the occasional clank of a bells.

As you stepped further inside, the forms began to take shape. They were cows, but like no cows you had ever seen before. They seem… anthro-like; with massive, huge breasts, childbearing curves, and swollen udders hanging beneath each one, swaying slightly with each movement. The cows are lying down, their sides heaving with each breath, but there was something else about them, something almost... unnatural.

Upon venturing further, you peek into one stable, seeing another anthro cow. But as it turned to face you, you gasped. The anthro cow looks like it recognizes you, though faintly as its mine seems foggy. Her bovine muzzle seems to be trying to form words, but can’t due to the sensation of the suction hoses milking her boobs and udder.

"M-Mooo... moo..." She says with a blissful moan, her voice a strange mix of the familiar lowing of a cow and a… familiar voice. The color of her eyes also look similar. Wait a minute… You then see some shredded fabrics of clothes beneath her. Those pieces look like the clothes worn by… BELLE?!