Prose Story - Miss Mu's First Week

[Something a little different: I composed the following story on Twitter, stream-of-consciousness style, based on a prompt from the awesome artist Kdubs: "Cowgirl Office TF/WG". I'd love t revisit this and flesh out details, but I thought it was a fun little quickie. Hope y'all agree!]

"This job really is nothing like what I'd expected..." thought Miss Mu, after her first week as office manager in the dairy coop. She'd been expecting a lot of hard work, but the small office attached to the industrial size barn needed little managing she'd discovered.
Still, the farmers were a friendly bunch. A little odd, but they always seemed interested in how she was getting along. She'd been suprised and delighted when they bringing her coffee. "Fresh cream's the best!" They'd tell her with a wink. And it tasted great!
Friday of her first week, Miss Mu felt a little odd as she sipped the day's coffee. The office felt a little warm, though it was a cool day. She went about her business, glad she was alone. Her clothes felt too tight, especially her bra even though it was brand new.
She couldn't even make copies- her bust seemed all over the place, and she kept accidentally pressing buttons on the copier as she leaned in. She finally gave up, and moved on to ordering more office supplies- but like the copier her bust kept insisting on mashing the keys. "Is my chair too low or something?" She wondered. As she bent over to examine it, she heard the embarrassing sound of a rip- her skirt!
This day!! But strangely enough, her blouse and pantyhose were also starting to feel right across her skin. She was starting to feel weird.
"Oh hello miss Mu!" A voice said behind her- the farmers! She hadn't heard them come in from the barn! Her hands went to her split skirt.
"O-oh, excuse me, I'm sorry!!" She gasped.
"No worries sugar, we just wanted to see how you were doing after your first week..."
"It's going fine, I just seem to be having an off day- O-OH!!" A button popped off her blouse, creating a nice window of cleavage.
The farmers laughed. "You ARE doing great... most of the folks we hire for this position only last about a week." *POP* another button!
Feeling heavy bodied and light headed, Miss Mu sat down. Her newly wide hips pushed against the armrests and- was she sitting on something?
She reached behind her and felt a little cord of a tail had sprouted from her tush! She gasped, as the farmers laughed "Right on schedule."
Miss Mu felt dizzy. Almost forgetting to be embarrassed in front of the men, she started stripping out of her clothes, as they dug at her.
Her body really was changing!! A peach-like fuzz was growing everywhere, except for her swelling pink breasts. They felt so sensitive though...
"W-what's happening to muhhh??" She bleated, feeling strangely dull-headed.
"Oh, it's our special milk: Does a body good!" the men chuckled.
"Muuuuhhh..." she moaned, her eyes dull. A stubby pair of horns poked up through her hair.
"There, I think she's ready..." one farmer said.
One farmer gently tied a collar with a bell on it around her neck. Another held up a handful of hay. To miss Mu it suddenly looked delicious.
They led her willingly into the barn, and to a fresh stall full of clean hay just for her. She hungrily got on all fours and munched away.
"Eat up and get a good night's rest, bossy!" One farmer said. "You should be ready for your first milking by morning, I recon." Said another.
"We'll take good care of you. And you can still make copies if you want." Another hyucked.
It was time to hire another office manager!

THE END