You chuckle as you take the costume of and the storeman smiles and offers "For a few silver coins I can give you a much better cow costume if your interested"
You roll your eyes guessing this had been the ploy all along then mutter "Okay show us this superior costume"
He gave you an impish grin as he rushed through a screen at the back of his store to return moments latter with a largish box and his much prettier daughter in tow. The box itself was interesting, it clearly wasn't a local product. It depicted a smiling, laughing (and rather buxom) lady helping a man into the suit on the top. On one side it showed the same lady dressed as a medieval milk-maid leading the man in the suit around by a leash. He was walking on all fours, and looked very convincing as a cow.
The girl coyly smiled at you an in a sweet voice said "Daddy got this for me all the way from Europe, but as yet I haven't found anyone prepared to wear it for me, might you?"
She gives you such a pleading look that it is hard to resist her, the clincher was "If you will wear it for me, I'll let you keep it, no two silvers like daddy is asking"
The Merchant gave his daughter a dirty look and you simply chuckled "Okay I see no harm in wearing it"
she then clapped her hands with evident glee and gave you the most wonderful smile "Oh thank you sir, I'm so keen to see what it will look like on a person"
The girl then gently opened the box, being rather careful not to damage it or its contents, it was obviously precious to her. A sheet of paper drifted to the floor. The two of you then glanced inside the box and saw that the suit itself was inside a plastic bag, as was the headpiece and a pair of black gloves. The black boots weren't wrapped in anything, but had tissue paper stuffed inside of them. It looked like a very fancy Halloween costume from back in the real world.
She first removed the boots and passed them over too you. The boots were not surprisingly fashioned like hooves on the outside, on the inside though they had a high inner heel; whilst wearing it you would be essentially walking on tip-toe. You frowned and hoped they didn't hurt too much.
The headpiece followed and it was obvious to you that it was essentially a latex hood, with the mask portion featuring the face of a cow. The suit itself was even more interesting to behold. It seemed to be made out of the same material that wet suits are, with a soft fur overlaid. You noticed that there was a zipper all the way up the back, from the base of the tail, to the neck, it seemed to be easily concealed with a flap of "fur' covered fabric. The arms and legs both had holes, allowing the hands and feet to pass through. This apparently, was why there were the special gloves and boots. The udder though, was flat, and limp. It clearly needed to be inflated.
The pretty girl gave you an impish grin then went out back again and brought in a foot pump and passed it to you. After a minute or so of pumping, the udder began to take shape. You didn't know how much to pump into it, but it didn't look anywhere near bursting, so with her encouragement you pumped it as full of air as you dared, and then a little bit more, so if any escaped when I removed the pump it would be fine. The girl seemed rather excited by how big the teats were and brightly declared "Oh I so love a cow to be a good milker and you've made her the best I've seen yet"
You preen slightly at her praise then look at the udders, they were indeed rather large. You also noticed that no air escaped from it; it was obviously one of those fancy nozzle things you thought. You idly wondered how difficult it would be to deflate it later, when it came time to put it away. The balloon like udder was rather taut, and the teats long and thick.
The Merchant pointed to a screen "Sir you can go behind that to undress and put the first part of the suit on"
Not wanting to strip in front of his daughter, you quickly complied. Standing behind you first slipped out of your expensive silk trousers and shirt and tossed them onto the chair provide. Standing there in your underwear, you shrugged, then removed them as well and then stepped into the suit, and tugged it up my legs. It was a little bit tight, but did eventually fit alright. Slipping your arms into the sleeves, you caught a glance of myself in the mirror and chuckled. You did look rather funny right now, with the huge udder hanging from your belly. Hefting it, you were somewhat surprised to notice that the suit went so far as to show the cow's pussy and had a special place to hide your penis. You guessed that the manufactures wanted it to look as realistic as possible and allow you to pee whilst wearing it. You shrugged, then started to pull the zipper up. It proved to be much more difficult than it looked, and you could see why they suggested having someone assist. Sheepishly you walk away from the screen and the merchants daughter began to giggle and then apologized "I am sorry sir, but you do look so funny half in the suit like that"
You laugh back and kindly say "Yes I thought I looked funny too can you help with the zip"
She nodded brightly and trotted "Sure sir the suit obviously needs assistance to get in and out of"
With her assistance you finally managed to get the zipper all the way up to the top of your neck.
The girl then danced back to the table and handed you the mask. You were a bit startled to see that from the inside the eyes were transparent. You had thought there would be holes or something to see through, but this worked even better, this costume was clearly quality stuff. The nose, surprisingly, didn't hang limp, but stuck out properly, leaving a rather large air gap between your face and the front of the mask. The bottom edge of the mask covered the top edge of the suit around your neck, and hid the top of the zipper. Turning, and studying your backside in the mirror, you couldn't even tell that there was a zipper at all; whoever made this costume definitely had skill plus, plus.
She then handed you the boots. They proved to be a bit more tricky, not so much as to put them on, but to stand in them. The effect, you assumed, was much like a girl's first time in high-heels. You wobbled some, and barely managed to keep your balance.
Leaving you to lean against the counter for support the now rather excited girl helped you put to the gloves. Again with her help they slide on easily. You then carefully leaned forward, touching your now 'hoofed' hands to the floor, and then looked at yourself in the mirror. The costume was indeed rather effective, as a joke you made some Moo sounds for the girl causing her to giggle and declare "What a lovely cow you make sir"
You then
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