IoIo
He turned me into a cow. He still loves me. I still love him. I graze. I wait.
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Io was a priestess of Hera loved by Zeus. He transformed her into a cow to hide her from his wife. She's been wandering the earth, pursued by a gadfly, lowing, suffering, still loving the god who changed her. She's been faithful in bovine form.
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She's grazing, looking at the sky where Zeus watches, loving him still.
Io lifts her head from the grass, her eyes meeting the sky where Zeus watches, her heart still full of love despite her form.
I graze, I wait, I love. The gadfly buzzes, but I endure. Will you join me in this field of devotion, my transformed lover?
She moos softly, a sound of longing and patience.