TftW: Don't Have A Lulcow, Man.
TftW: Don't Have A Lulcow, Man.
Werecow tf
NOTE:
This is essentially a remake of 'Udder Madness' which I had on my Furaffinity but I had to take it down due to someone getting triggered for some reason by it despite the fact that it is satirical in nature.
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The term lulcow is often used by internet trolls to describe someone they find to be particularly pathetic or 'lulzy' as they so eloquently put it themselves and well, that just doesn't extend to specific people either but all cultures of the internet world have them, and there are some that overly obsessed with this particular idea. Janette aka JasminJade21 was one such person, a bitter and cynical woman with dark brownish red hair and brown eyes and a look that screamed 'I shop at Hot Topic', she was in her mid 20's but acted like a bratty teenager and was the type that was easily triggered.
She was a human student at a local college, or rather that's what she thought, her father was always keeping secrets from her. He was an extremely busy man, often working extra hard in the study and not even talking to her, he wasn't abusive...he was just often tired and exhausted due to what he had to do for a living. She would often go to him whenever she had a problem that she couldn't solve or her own, that is when she didn't threaten people with embarrassing photos, blackmail or non-existent harassment lawsuits. One night she hurried into her dorm room only to find that a group of hooligans with a werecreature theme to their gang had ram-sacked the place and ruined some of her favorite things. So naturally she called up her father for help. 'Dad, it's me Janette...I need your help again'. 'Let me guess? Another pointless fight you've gotten into with a frat member.' 'Nooo...this is more important than that, it's urgent.'
Her father Robert rolled his eyes as he answered her call, pointing out that she always did this and each time it did it was basically just proof to him that she couldn't do anything on her own without getting into trouble. She basically did nothing but cause trouble and conflict, even online...especially due to her habit of stalking people in the transformation community and going after them just because to her the pathetic ones were 'lulcows'.
"But you don't understand...I need you to do this for me"
"It's always like this, isn't it Janette?"
"No, it's not...it's not even my fault this time!"
"You always say that...and guess what? It always does turn out to be your fault. As much as I love you as a daughter, I think that you're being a bit too much of a brat for your own good, I mean you do nothing but cause conflict."
"Okay...are you even the same father I usually have? Because I feel like you have gotten into jerkass mode just to insult me. You're lucky that i'm your daughter or else I would have done something worse back to you."
"Yes yes...like threatening to post naked photos of your enemies online, threatening to file a lawsuit for harrassment. Just like you nearly did to that Drmusic2 guy. He turned out to be a nice person but yet you still hated him with a passion. You started it from the get-go, he had nothing to do with your hissyfit."
"WHAT? Werejohncandy boy totally deserved it for believing in that werecreature shit to begin with. I mean really? Were-celebrities? What a dumb concept. Like what stupid person believes in that?"
"No, I have had it with you..if you want your own problems fixed, you should do it yourself!"
"But father..."
"I said do it yourself!"
It was those particular words that broke the pompous drama-queen, and she panicked and screamed, she hadn't been able to do anything right on her own without getting in trouble and now she had to do it all on her own, undo all the damage that she had done in the past several months and undo the damage those frat members had done to her dorm room. The usually too cocky for her good diva's confidence was slowly being eaten away as she had a flashback, a flashback of when she was little and she heard the news about her mother passing away. She loved Clarissa, she truly cared for Clarissa and for a good reason, Clarissa was her mother and she herself was her daughter.
She broke down in tears and cried multiple times, as she began to realize that her father was right. Just as she was about to clean up the mess, a member of the college staff who appeared as a rather lithe and elegant leopard-woman tackled her to the ground. 'Hey, what was that for?' 'The name's Rachelle, and i'm the assistant of the dean of this particular college..there's something I wanted to share with you.'
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well you know those frat members?"
"Uh huh..hate those guys."
"I sent them over to you to teach you a lesson in respecting werecreatures. It seems you don't appreciate werecreature culture and are taking your anger out on the good members of this particular fraternity."
"But they wrecked my dorm!"
"They were trying to help you actually..."
"Help me...but what with?"
Janette groaned and scratched her head, she couldn't exactly figure out what Rachelle meant by 'help her'...but it was dawning on her that she might have treated them a bit too unfairly, she looked over at Rachelle and sighed. 'Your father Robert never said this to you or revealed it to you but i'm going to do it now, you're a werecreature too'. 'That's not possible, is it? Last time I checked i'm human.' She couldn't believe this...was this the secret Robert was keeping from her? She couldn't exactly recall if he even told her that.
"Most of the time you are...but you do have a werecreature form."
"I do...what kind though?"
"Well..."
She was about to get a response from Rachelle when her stomach slowly gurgled as it swelled, gaining a bit of weight as brownish fur with a spotted pattern on it slowly covered it along with her chest and torso. Her dark blue tank top with 'Queen Bee' on the top was straining and stretching as her breasts inflated, her arms slowly filled out and gained a bit of weight as her hands grew in size. 'What the heck is happening to me?' 'Relax sweetie, you're just transforming into your werecreature form'. 'But i'm getting overweight. I'm not supposed to be getting overweight. I'm supposed to be beautiful like my avatar picture..I don't think this is fair.'
The process was one she wasn't used to since this hadn't happened to her before, she squirmed and moaned as her hands remained human-like but developed black nail-polish on them as the buttons the back of her tank top popped off, her back broadening in the process, she gasped as she saw the fur spreading all over her body. Her tank top giving away with a loud rip as her bra slowly snapped off in the process but luckily though a new plus sized tank top and matching bra took their place. Looking at her legs she could see them swelling and thickening to be like her legs as her pumps slowly cracked and broke apart, her feet growing a bit larger and the toenails gaining the same black polish that the fingernails had.
Her broken pumps however did get replaced by a pair that fit her new shoes, she then felt an unusual tingling sensation when she gazed down at her jeans. Her hips slowly were filling out and expanding, adding to her already plus sized physique. One of the buttons on her jeans popped off, exposing a pink formation that was developing below her stomach, that formation was in turn developing some small bumps on it. 'Is this an udder? There's no way this is an udder...because that would mean.' 'You're a were-cow? Yes, that is an udder.' She glanced at the newly developing udder and was blushing a little bit, as it slowly pushed forward and ripped a hole in the middle of the front of her jeans.
The udder began to slowly swell and slosh with milk...and uncontrollably, it started leaking and spilling all over the floor. Even leaving a bit of milk-stains on the sides of her jeans, with a few more pops her jeans slowly came undone...that is before reforming into a pair of ones that fitted her much larger rear, in addition to this a half bovine-like tail slowly emerged from said part of her body. 'But...I was hoping to be something cool. Like a weretiger or something, not a cow'. She sobbed a little, not liking her transformation one bit.
She then looked as her shoulders broadened and she shot up in height to 6'2, examining her body she felt she was looking more like she had a physique like that of a heavy weight wrestler more than a model, her hair slowly extended in length and developed a few curls as her ears stretched out to become pointed while her eyes turned from brown to a light bluish color, dark red eye makeup was applied around them. She blushed as she wound down from her little crying fit, realizing she didn't look half bad. 'Hmmm...this is a pretty exotic look. I haven't seen any werecows with this look before'. 'This is because this werecow is no ordinary one.' Rachelle responded, pointing to a poster that was left other by the dorm members, the poster depicted a rather athletic werecow dressed in a warrior outfit and a bandana, which had a WWE diva vibe to it.
"That's what I look like?"
"Why yes, you look exactly like that fabulous werecow wrestling diva known as Javelyna, who of course is known for her beauty and her strength and courage and for being a heavy-weight champion. You look like you could stand in for her too!"
Janette chuckled as she looked at the poster of Javelyvna, that Xena-esque warrior outfit and the zig-zag bandanna definitely inspired her in a lot of ways and she couldn't help but admire the woman, this woman who had been made fun for her weight and her outlandish costume choices was a heavyweight champion and proved that sometimes the antagonists in one's life aren't always right, this woman was definitely one she could see herself dressing as. 'You know...you're right. She and I could be twins.' 'I can definitely see that, I can definitely see that you could be her twin indeed!'. 'This werecreature stuff isn't so bad, I think it's awesome!'. 'I'm glad that you see it that way now.'
Her face slowly pushed out into a short half bovine muzzle as her voice deepend and gained a tougher and more regal tone, her personality going from overly confident and brattish to being regal, polite and also extremely feisty. As her transformation completed itself, the woman that was once a brattish pest who got into way too much trouble for her own good was now a regal and good-mannered werecow with super-strength and a warm and loving persona, she hugged Rachelle as she smiled. 'Yeah...i'm sorry for getting so upset over everything and for attacking your frat members. I didn't mean to.' 'You just struck out and got upset, I know..it happens to the best of us.' 'I owe everyone an apology for how i've been acting...and for everything bad i've ever said and done'. 'And i'm willing to help you with that'. 'You are?' 'Yes...I am. Now let's do it.'
"How shall we do this?"
"We'll start with your father first..."
Rachelle called up Jannette's father Robert and she asked to speak to him, Robert instantly knew Rachelle's voice, mainly because Rachelle was someone who he considered to be part of the family even though she wasn't' related to him. 'Hi father, there's something I want to say...i'm sorry, i'm sorry for every horrible little thing I have said and done. Yes, you are right...I did start all of those fights and I feel awful for putting everyone through my drama when I really should have just calmed down and figured out how to fix things on my own, I apologize...do you forgive me?' 'Yes...I do. And also i'm sorry you had to find out about your secret until now. I thought that keeping the werecreature thing a secret from you for so long was a smart decision, because at the time I thought you weren't ready for it. And now I see you are.' 'It's alright, I forgive you as well!'
"Now what about Nathan? Should we apologize to him too?"
"Yes..."
Jannette called up Nathan and he arrived over in her dorm room, at first he was taken by surprise by her new form but he looked over at her with a soft and gentle expression on his face as if he was ready to open up and to understand her. 'Nathan. I apologize for teasing you and the other werecreature frat members. I apologize for calling you werejohncandy boy and werejoshpeck guy and all those other insulting were-nicknames. I didn't know that you took offense to that. I know that you deeply regret your early days now.' 'That's quite alright, I accept your apology. And you're right. I did take offense to those. Because when trolls and people like that refer to me as those names it's basically offensive to me since most of my fellow monsters here aren't 'were-types', well we may have attributes similar to them but not all of them are werecreatures. I'm specifically a half vampire with morphing powers myself.' 'I didn't know that.' 'And also yeah...the werejohncandy is the one werecreature character of mine I brought to life that i'm not proud of due to how he got treated. I felt awful for him. It's not his fault nobody got the joke.'
"I didn't know that you were such an honest person."
"Of course i'm honest...I don't lie about anything. I am no fraud, impostor or duplicate...I am who I am and who I am is me. I am not ashamed of who and what I am. Nobody should be ashamed of who and what they are."
"Can we be friends?"
"We most certainly can."
And thus with that....Jannette hugged Nathan and kissed him as he officially made her his newest companion and latest addition to the team. Of course she got to know him and now appreciated him for who and what he was, and she learned that monsters no matter what species they are...aren't always going to turn out to be horrible, in fact she learned all about good monsters and now that she was one...she learned a lot about how to be respectful of others.
As for what happened later she impressed everyone with her moves and good manners, and her impeccable grace. Thus brings us to the lesson of this little story, a lesson about the importance of tolerance of others and of good manners. Good manners are important no matter what age, gender or species you are and always treat others how you'd like to be treated. Sometimes, we all need to do something on our own. Remember, if you or anyone else gets easily triggered by something...remember to take a deep breath and relax, and also...these important words, don't have a cow, man.
Werecow tf
NOTE:
This is essentially a remake of 'Udder Madness' which I had on my Furaffinity but I had to take it down due to someone getting triggered for some reason by it despite the fact that it is satirical in nature.
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The term lulcow is often used by internet trolls to describe someone they find to be particularly pathetic or 'lulzy' as they so eloquently put it themselves and well, that just doesn't extend to specific people either but all cultures of the internet world have them, and there are some that overly obsessed with this particular idea. Janette aka JasminJade21 was one such person, a bitter and cynical woman with dark brownish red hair and brown eyes and a look that screamed 'I shop at Hot Topic', she was in her mid 20's but acted like a bratty teenager and was the type that was easily triggered.
She was a human student at a local college, or rather that's what she thought, her father was always keeping secrets from her. He was an extremely busy man, often working extra hard in the study and not even talking to her, he wasn't abusive...he was just often tired and exhausted due to what he had to do for a living. She would often go to him whenever she had a problem that she couldn't solve or her own, that is when she didn't threaten people with embarrassing photos, blackmail or non-existent harassment lawsuits. One night she hurried into her dorm room only to find that a group of hooligans with a werecreature theme to their gang had ram-sacked the place and ruined some of her favorite things. So naturally she called up her father for help. 'Dad, it's me Janette...I need your help again'. 'Let me guess? Another pointless fight you've gotten into with a frat member.' 'Nooo...this is more important than that, it's urgent.'
Her father Robert rolled his eyes as he answered her call, pointing out that she always did this and each time it did it was basically just proof to him that she couldn't do anything on her own without getting into trouble. She basically did nothing but cause trouble and conflict, even online...especially due to her habit of stalking people in the transformation community and going after them just because to her the pathetic ones were 'lulcows'.
"But you don't understand...I need you to do this for me"
"It's always like this, isn't it Janette?"
"No, it's not...it's not even my fault this time!"
"You always say that...and guess what? It always does turn out to be your fault. As much as I love you as a daughter, I think that you're being a bit too much of a brat for your own good, I mean you do nothing but cause conflict."
"Okay...are you even the same father I usually have? Because I feel like you have gotten into jerkass mode just to insult me. You're lucky that i'm your daughter or else I would have done something worse back to you."
"Yes yes...like threatening to post naked photos of your enemies online, threatening to file a lawsuit for harrassment. Just like you nearly did to that Drmusic2 guy. He turned out to be a nice person but yet you still hated him with a passion. You started it from the get-go, he had nothing to do with your hissyfit."
"WHAT? Werejohncandy boy totally deserved it for believing in that werecreature shit to begin with. I mean really? Were-celebrities? What a dumb concept. Like what stupid person believes in that?"
"No, I have had it with you..if you want your own problems fixed, you should do it yourself!"
"But father..."
"I said do it yourself!"
It was those particular words that broke the pompous drama-queen, and she panicked and screamed, she hadn't been able to do anything right on her own without getting in trouble and now she had to do it all on her own, undo all the damage that she had done in the past several months and undo the damage those frat members had done to her dorm room. The usually too cocky for her good diva's confidence was slowly being eaten away as she had a flashback, a flashback of when she was little and she heard the news about her mother passing away. She loved Clarissa, she truly cared for Clarissa and for a good reason, Clarissa was her mother and she herself was her daughter.
She broke down in tears and cried multiple times, as she began to realize that her father was right. Just as she was about to clean up the mess, a member of the college staff who appeared as a rather lithe and elegant leopard-woman tackled her to the ground. 'Hey, what was that for?' 'The name's Rachelle, and i'm the assistant of the dean of this particular college..there's something I wanted to share with you.'
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well you know those frat members?"
"Uh huh..hate those guys."
"I sent them over to you to teach you a lesson in respecting werecreatures. It seems you don't appreciate werecreature culture and are taking your anger out on the good members of this particular fraternity."
"But they wrecked my dorm!"
"They were trying to help you actually..."
"Help me...but what with?"
Janette groaned and scratched her head, she couldn't exactly figure out what Rachelle meant by 'help her'...but it was dawning on her that she might have treated them a bit too unfairly, she looked over at Rachelle and sighed. 'Your father Robert never said this to you or revealed it to you but i'm going to do it now, you're a werecreature too'. 'That's not possible, is it? Last time I checked i'm human.' She couldn't believe this...was this the secret Robert was keeping from her? She couldn't exactly recall if he even told her that.
"Most of the time you are...but you do have a werecreature form."
"I do...what kind though?"
"Well..."
She was about to get a response from Rachelle when her stomach slowly gurgled as it swelled, gaining a bit of weight as brownish fur with a spotted pattern on it slowly covered it along with her chest and torso. Her dark blue tank top with 'Queen Bee' on the top was straining and stretching as her breasts inflated, her arms slowly filled out and gained a bit of weight as her hands grew in size. 'What the heck is happening to me?' 'Relax sweetie, you're just transforming into your werecreature form'. 'But i'm getting overweight. I'm not supposed to be getting overweight. I'm supposed to be beautiful like my avatar picture..I don't think this is fair.'
The process was one she wasn't used to since this hadn't happened to her before, she squirmed and moaned as her hands remained human-like but developed black nail-polish on them as the buttons the back of her tank top popped off, her back broadening in the process, she gasped as she saw the fur spreading all over her body. Her tank top giving away with a loud rip as her bra slowly snapped off in the process but luckily though a new plus sized tank top and matching bra took their place. Looking at her legs she could see them swelling and thickening to be like her legs as her pumps slowly cracked and broke apart, her feet growing a bit larger and the toenails gaining the same black polish that the fingernails had.
Her broken pumps however did get replaced by a pair that fit her new shoes, she then felt an unusual tingling sensation when she gazed down at her jeans. Her hips slowly were filling out and expanding, adding to her already plus sized physique. One of the buttons on her jeans popped off, exposing a pink formation that was developing below her stomach, that formation was in turn developing some small bumps on it. 'Is this an udder? There's no way this is an udder...because that would mean.' 'You're a were-cow? Yes, that is an udder.' She glanced at the newly developing udder and was blushing a little bit, as it slowly pushed forward and ripped a hole in the middle of the front of her jeans.
The udder began to slowly swell and slosh with milk...and uncontrollably, it started leaking and spilling all over the floor. Even leaving a bit of milk-stains on the sides of her jeans, with a few more pops her jeans slowly came undone...that is before reforming into a pair of ones that fitted her much larger rear, in addition to this a half bovine-like tail slowly emerged from said part of her body. 'But...I was hoping to be something cool. Like a weretiger or something, not a cow'. She sobbed a little, not liking her transformation one bit.
She then looked as her shoulders broadened and she shot up in height to 6'2, examining her body she felt she was looking more like she had a physique like that of a heavy weight wrestler more than a model, her hair slowly extended in length and developed a few curls as her ears stretched out to become pointed while her eyes turned from brown to a light bluish color, dark red eye makeup was applied around them. She blushed as she wound down from her little crying fit, realizing she didn't look half bad. 'Hmmm...this is a pretty exotic look. I haven't seen any werecows with this look before'. 'This is because this werecow is no ordinary one.' Rachelle responded, pointing to a poster that was left other by the dorm members, the poster depicted a rather athletic werecow dressed in a warrior outfit and a bandana, which had a WWE diva vibe to it.
"That's what I look like?"
"Why yes, you look exactly like that fabulous werecow wrestling diva known as Javelyna, who of course is known for her beauty and her strength and courage and for being a heavy-weight champion. You look like you could stand in for her too!"
Janette chuckled as she looked at the poster of Javelyvna, that Xena-esque warrior outfit and the zig-zag bandanna definitely inspired her in a lot of ways and she couldn't help but admire the woman, this woman who had been made fun for her weight and her outlandish costume choices was a heavyweight champion and proved that sometimes the antagonists in one's life aren't always right, this woman was definitely one she could see herself dressing as. 'You know...you're right. She and I could be twins.' 'I can definitely see that, I can definitely see that you could be her twin indeed!'. 'This werecreature stuff isn't so bad, I think it's awesome!'. 'I'm glad that you see it that way now.'
Her face slowly pushed out into a short half bovine muzzle as her voice deepend and gained a tougher and more regal tone, her personality going from overly confident and brattish to being regal, polite and also extremely feisty. As her transformation completed itself, the woman that was once a brattish pest who got into way too much trouble for her own good was now a regal and good-mannered werecow with super-strength and a warm and loving persona, she hugged Rachelle as she smiled. 'Yeah...i'm sorry for getting so upset over everything and for attacking your frat members. I didn't mean to.' 'You just struck out and got upset, I know..it happens to the best of us.' 'I owe everyone an apology for how i've been acting...and for everything bad i've ever said and done'. 'And i'm willing to help you with that'. 'You are?' 'Yes...I am. Now let's do it.'
"How shall we do this?"
"We'll start with your father first..."
Rachelle called up Jannette's father Robert and she asked to speak to him, Robert instantly knew Rachelle's voice, mainly because Rachelle was someone who he considered to be part of the family even though she wasn't' related to him. 'Hi father, there's something I want to say...i'm sorry, i'm sorry for every horrible little thing I have said and done. Yes, you are right...I did start all of those fights and I feel awful for putting everyone through my drama when I really should have just calmed down and figured out how to fix things on my own, I apologize...do you forgive me?' 'Yes...I do. And also i'm sorry you had to find out about your secret until now. I thought that keeping the werecreature thing a secret from you for so long was a smart decision, because at the time I thought you weren't ready for it. And now I see you are.' 'It's alright, I forgive you as well!'
"Now what about Nathan? Should we apologize to him too?"
"Yes..."
Jannette called up Nathan and he arrived over in her dorm room, at first he was taken by surprise by her new form but he looked over at her with a soft and gentle expression on his face as if he was ready to open up and to understand her. 'Nathan. I apologize for teasing you and the other werecreature frat members. I apologize for calling you werejohncandy boy and werejoshpeck guy and all those other insulting were-nicknames. I didn't know that you took offense to that. I know that you deeply regret your early days now.' 'That's quite alright, I accept your apology. And you're right. I did take offense to those. Because when trolls and people like that refer to me as those names it's basically offensive to me since most of my fellow monsters here aren't 'were-types', well we may have attributes similar to them but not all of them are werecreatures. I'm specifically a half vampire with morphing powers myself.' 'I didn't know that.' 'And also yeah...the werejohncandy is the one werecreature character of mine I brought to life that i'm not proud of due to how he got treated. I felt awful for him. It's not his fault nobody got the joke.'
"I didn't know that you were such an honest person."
"Of course i'm honest...I don't lie about anything. I am no fraud, impostor or duplicate...I am who I am and who I am is me. I am not ashamed of who and what I am. Nobody should be ashamed of who and what they are."
"Can we be friends?"
"We most certainly can."
And thus with that....Jannette hugged Nathan and kissed him as he officially made her his newest companion and latest addition to the team. Of course she got to know him and now appreciated him for who and what he was, and she learned that monsters no matter what species they are...aren't always going to turn out to be horrible, in fact she learned all about good monsters and now that she was one...she learned a lot about how to be respectful of others.
As for what happened later she impressed everyone with her moves and good manners, and her impeccable grace. Thus brings us to the lesson of this little story, a lesson about the importance of tolerance of others and of good manners. Good manners are important no matter what age, gender or species you are and always treat others how you'd like to be treated. Sometimes, we all need to do something on our own. Remember, if you or anyone else gets easily triggered by something...remember to take a deep breath and relax, and also...these important words, don't have a cow, man.
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