A Bovine's Blessing

         Melanie was a city girl. There was nothing that anyone could do to prove to her that anything was better than living in the bustling metropolis. With hundreds of places to go shopping, eat, and party, there was never a dull moment for her.
         Her life was always moving. Melanie lived by a strict schedule and never went anywhere without her phone. Missing a text, a snapchat, or an Instagram post would immediately make her day go from good to bad in seconds. Standing around was basically a sin for her. Every wasted second could have been used as valuable time spent shopping.
         When Melanie headed off to college, she had to adapt to the lack of shopping areas around and resorted to buying things online to keep up to date on the latest fashion trends. The last thing she wanted was to find another girl with the same top as her. Last time that happened, Melanie ended up changing her outfit within the hour, and throwing the copied clothing in the trash. There was never a time to not look your best.
         As Melanie went through her three hour process of making herself look immaculate and perfect, she heard the all too familiar tone of a text message. Within seconds her phone was in her hands, fingers furiously typing a response.
         It had been from Danny, the rustically handsome farmer's son that had enraptured her somehow. The two of them had been dating for a few months after they met one another last semester at college. Being apart from him now was making her restless.
         Melanie finished up curling her lush red hair and started applying makeup. When she looked at her phone again her heart stopped.
         Would you like to spend a week down at our farm? I'd love to see you again, read the words looking back at her. Being away from the city would be a drag, but seeing Danny was too much to pass up on.

         Melanie got right to work on preparing for her trip. She needed it to be perfect. And what better way to do that than to go shopping for seven days’ worth of new outfits to wow Danny with. She couldn't just go to his farm wearing the same clothes she had now, that would be stupid.
         After an entire weekend on a shopping spree downtown, she finally returned to her apartment with what seemed like not enough in her opinion. Countless shirts, pants, shorts, dresses, bracelets, earrings, necklaces, body sprays, makeup, shoes, heels, and boots littered her bedroom ready to be crammed into suitcases. It took her some time but Melanie finally managed to get all of her wardrobe neatly packed. In three hefty suitcases. Any regular girl could have been satisfied with one, but Melanie didn’t think of herself as some any old regular girl. She couldn't risk forgetting anything.

         The drive was incredibly boring for her, the lack of bumper to bumper traffic and bustling people bothering her once she left the city. There was nothing to look at except some trees now and then and open fields. When she thought she might die from seeing nothing exciting, she finally caught a glimpse of Danny's farm.
         As her shining current model Mercedes bounced along the stony drive way, Melanie looked at the slowly approaching farmhouse. Quaint and rustic, little about the house screamed fancy or modern. Frankly, with some paint missing and a shutter gone on one of the second floor windows, Melanie almost thought of it being run-down. She parked her car a ways away from the other trucks and tractors around her to make sure nothing, not even a speck of dirt could get on it. As she stepped her leather booted leg out of her car, her gaze turned to see someone coming to greet her.
         Danny, wearing the plain tee and jeans that she was all too familiar to her. She watched as he threw off his cap to reveal his short brown hair. Just like she remembered him...
         ...except when he came too close.
         "Hi Danny! I'm finally he-" Melanie stopped short, bringing her immaculately polished nails to her mouth and nose as if she were going to throw up. "Ugh! What is that smell? It’s revolting...."
         Danny laughed rolling his eyes. "It's a dairy farm; they're supposed to smell like this."
         "Why on earth would you want to live somewhere that smells so bad?" Melanie complained, her hands still glued to her mouth.
         "You'll get used to it, trust me," Danny assured her with a smile. "I'll go get cleaned up and while I do that, I want you to meet the rest of my family."
         Anything that got her away from the rancid smell was perfect. Melanie followed him up to the house and the two of them headed inside. Within seconds Danny's mother was hugging Melanie before she could even react.
         Again with the weird smells. At least this one smelled of roasted chicken rather than cow manure.
         "Hi there! I'm Helen, Danny's mom. You must be Melanie. He's told me so much about you," the woman smiled and then walked over to the oven to see how dinner was coming along. "I hope you're hungry!"
         Melanie readjusted her hair after the wild bear hug she received and nodded. "That would be great. I haven't had anything to eat since I left this morning."
         Helen turned to Danny with excited eyes. "I love her already! Anyone willing to eat in this family is perfect in my book." She returned to her cooking and left Danny there to continue the tour.
         He led her through the various small rooms of the house and ended up in the den of the home to find someone sitting reading a book.
         "Grandma Eva?"
         The elderly woman looked up and spotted the two of them standing there. A smile crossed her face when her eyes fell upon Melanie. "Come, come, sit down. Danny go and wash up for supper."
         Melanie looked over at Danny with hesitant eyes. "It's fine, I'll be down in five minutes, don't worry," he whispered to her. He pecked her on the forehead and went upstairs to shower.
         Sitting down across from her on the sofa, Melanie sat quietly as Eva smiled at her. She was simply dressed with a loose set of pants and a shirt. Her white hair was tied back in a bun, showing her deep green eyes.
         "I see you like my grandson," Eva stated.
         Melanie nodded, then going on to explain how they met and started dating.
         "I know that we may seem to live a simpler lifestyle, but I hope you can come to accept each of our family backgrounds." Eva said after they had talked for a bit. "You don't seem like a farm girl," she said with a laugh.
         Melanie smiled shaking her head. "It's nothing like the city, but maybe being here will help me experience what it's like."

         Nothing prepared Melanie for what she went through the next day. The preconceived knowledge of what a farm was like was thrown out the window the second she got up.
         She turned over in her bed to find Danny gone, already making the beginning of the day glum. Taking her time to look presentable for the day, all of her hard work was for naught as Helen stopped her right in the kitchen.
         "I'd suggest a change of clothes there," Helen encouraged. "It's a bit messy out there."
         Melanie declined, thinking it appalling to degrade her appearance just to go to see Danny.
         "Suit yourself. I've got plenty of old clothes if you need them," Helen offered before watching the girl walk out into the sun.
         Melanie made her way to the barn, thinking that seeing Danny would cheer her up. Although she underestimated the environment in which he and his father worked. The minute she walked through the old wooden barn door, the stench of cow manure was overpowering. Nearly throwing up, Melanie put her hand to her mouth as she gagged. Looking around, what she saw wasn't what she expected.
         Dimly lit and caked in dirt and manure, a vast corridor stood before her. Lines of cows stretched on either side all looking bored or sleeping. The floors were littered with hay and wet in various areas. Anywhere she stepped she'd bound to touch something gross.
         "Mel!" Danny called happily from the other end.
         Melanie looked up, pushing her red hair from her face to happily see him walking down to meet her. "I didn't know where you went this morning..." she replied confused as he stopped to stand next to her. "Ugh...why do farms have to smell so bad…"
         Danny felt the back of his neck nervously. "Sorry I didn't tell you. I have to get up each morning to milk all our dairy cows." He gestured at all the bovine behind him.
         "Oh, ok, makes sense." Melanie took a step towards him in an attempt to kiss him but felt something wet brush her sandaled foot as she set it down. She then proceeded to look down only making her thoughts come true.
         A yelp of disgust came from her as every hair on her body stood on end. "Oh God, ew, Ew, EW! Get it off! Get it off!"
         Danny burst out laughing, but quickly stopped when she gave him a dirty look. Squatting down, he removed the majority of the manure from her foot.
         "Ughh...gross." Melanie complained as she glanced down at her now stained foot. "Where's the bathroom?" The silent response didn't help at all.
         "All we have is an outhouse behind the barn, but we usually just do our business like the cows do: carefree and wherever." He ended with a laugh to try and lighten the mood, but he could tell she didn't find it funny.
         Danny stopped the awkward silence and just decided to give her a tour. He did his best to keep Melanie from getting any dirtier, but it was futile.
         As Melanie stormed back to the house a few hours later, she had had enough. She managed to step in cow poop, get peed on by a cow, get hay stuck in her hair, have her sundress get stained and ripped, and now she smelled the worst she'd been in her entire life.
         Ignoring Helen completely, she stalked upstairs to shower for what probably needed to forever and put on clean clothes. Looking back at herself in the mirror, she looked unacceptable. Dust covered her from head to toe, and blotches of dark stains littered her front. And she didn't even want to know what all the stuff was under her fingernails.
         It took her an hour or so, but Melanie finally cleaned herself to how she was before she left the house that morning. There was no way she would go back in that putrid barn.

         "Did I make a mistake in bringing her here?" Danny asked defeated. It had been two days since Melanie had arrived and her opinion of his family's lifestyle hadn't improved, frankly it would seem it only worsened.
         Grandma Eva wrapped her arm around her grandson shaking her head. "It is very important that she learns this about you, if you do like her."
         "I do, and she tells me she likes me too," Danny replied. "It's just so difficult for her to not worry about what she looks like anywhere she goes. She looks beautiful regardless of what she wears. I just want her to know that..."
         "It's not going to happen overnight, but I believe she'll change. I have faith in her and you both," Eva encouraged. Something came across her mind that could potentially help.
         "Danny, I want you to take Melanie tomorrow, and have her see Ol' Nellie."
         Danny raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What'll that do? She doesn't want to go anywhere near a cow again. Why is Ol' Nellie going to change that?"
         "Hush. That old cow has been in this family for quite some time. I believe that maybe if Melanie could be taken to see her, she might change her mind." The sincerity in her voice made Danny believe as if she wasn't kidding. "Can you do that Danny? That's all I ask."
         Danny nodded, and then retreated upstairs to find Melanie fast asleep. He didn't know what seeing a single cow would do, but he had to try.

         After being begged to do so, Melanie finally gave into Danny's request to go see a cow. Why it had to be this cow not even he knew. So here they were, each standing in front of a normal looking black and white cow that happened to be named Ol' Nellie.
         "There. I saw the cow. Can we leave now?"
         Melanie had no interest in staying in the smelly old barn. She spun around to leave when Danny grabbed a hold of her and brought her in for a hug.
         "O c'mon. She's a nice cow. Why don't you try and pet her."
         Sighing, Melanie reached out her hand and stroked the cow's long head. It surprised her how smooth and soft it felt, gently petting Ol' Nellie for a few more seconds.
         "Her head feels so fuzzy," she smiled.
         Danny couldn't believe this cow actually made her smile. "You want to feed her some grain? It's not gross, I swear."
         "Yeah, sure," Melanie stated sincerely. She waited until Danny filled her hand with some grain and slowly brought her cupped palm to the cow's nose. She flinched when the animal let out a snort, but didn't back away.
         It's long rough tongue licked up the morsels in one swift motion and began chewing happily. Melanie leaned down to look deep in its big brown eyes. "Cows really aren't that bad when they act all calm like she does." She looked down suddenly when she felt Ol' Nellie begin licking her hand. She didn't draw back in disgust. It actually felt nice.
         "Haha, that tickles!" Melanie laughed smiling at her new found friend.
         The trio stayed there a little while longer, Melanie apologizing for how childish she'd been acting. "I was just out of my comfort zone...and I only wanted to look good so you'd like me more."
         Danny leaned in for a kiss. "I love you just the way you are. And the fact that you like Ol' Nellie here makes me love you even more." He led her outside and the two walked back to the house for a hearty dinner.
         That night as everyone was sleeping throughout the house something was stirring. Unbeknownst to Melanie, something was changing within her body that would give her quite a surprise in the morning.

         Something felt heavy on her chest. Melanie rubbed her eyes sleepily, lifting the covers off of herself. Danny had gone to work already, but that's not what surprised her. Sitting on her body were two noticeably massive breasts. K cups maybe? It was the first thing that came to her mind. She sat up and rested her back against the headboard, hefting her large mammaries in her hands. Going from B cup to something this huge overnight was incredible, yet Melanie didn't really mind. In fact she quite liked it.
         Hopping out of bed she watched them jiggle and shake bringing a smile to her face. And yet even with how big they were they remained round and perky. She wanted to show Danny so badly, but she'd have to wait. First things first, find something to wear.
         That appeared to be a problem. Nothing in her store's worth amount of clothes was going to fit. She pondered there for a moment before she remembered.
         She ran to the top of the stairs shrouded in her bed comforter and yelled down the stairs. "Helen?"
         Helen soon came a couple seconds later staring up at her. "What is it dear?" she asked concerned. "Why are you all tangled in a bed sheet?"
         Melanie blushed, "I um...do you still have those old clothes you said I could borrow?"
         "Sure thing!" Helen chirped. "Back in a sec."
         While Helen ventured off to find something that would hopefully be big enough to cover her new and improved set of breasts, Melanie ran back to the room and slipped into the bathroom. Dropping the comforter to the floor, she stood there mesmerized by her assets. Perfectly set on her body, it amazed her how they didn't sag at all.
         When she was done admiring herself, she went back into the room to find a heaping pile of various articles of clothing. Melanie leafed through it until a yellow plaid flannel caught her eye. Normally she'd bypass the button up to prefer something flashier, but something about it made her want to try it on. Bouncing off to the mirror again she slid her arms through bringing the two sides in front of her. It surprised her how big the shirt was on her, even with her expanded breasts. Fastening all the buttons she made her way up, giggling happily when she ran into difficulty with the ones at the center of her bust. She gave up and left the top three undone to show how squished and full of cleavage her chest was.
         With new found enthusiasm, Melanie pulled on a pair of jeans from her suitcase, did her hair a little bit and rushed downstairs. Slipping in a pair of available work boots she rushed as fast as she could up to the barn.
         "Danny!" Melanie exclaimed happily as she ran towards him. She slipped on a cow pie as she rushed his way and tumbled forward knocking the two to the barn floor.
         "Mel! Are you alright?" Danny asked worried. As he picked his body up off the floor he glanced over at her. "Floors get real sli---" His eyes fell on her chest, bulging out of the shirt she had on.
         "I know right?!" Melanie said excitedly as she helped Danny stand up. "They must have grown last night or something. I have no idea why it happened, but it’s great! You like them?"
         Danny was speechless. Just looking at her with her tits pressing out of the collar of one of his old shirts took his breath away. "You make that old shirt of mine look sexy."
         Her cheeks went red. "This was yours?"
         "Used to be," Danny said nonchalant, "but by all means keep that. You look great in it."
         "Really?" Melanie asked. She swayed from side to side, glad to hear him say that. "Aww... thank you." She stepped up and kissed him on the lips, pressing her chest against him in the process.
         Danny could feel the warm mounds squish against his pecks, never wanting the moment to end. When their lips parted, he hoped she'd say yes to what he asked next. "You wouldn't want to help me in the barn today would you?"
         With another kiss, she gladly said yes.