You hear a knock on the door, and begin to panic. You try to stuff the udder into your pants, but quickly realize that will be impossible.
"Just a minute, " you say shakily.
You are just beginning to try to pull your shirt down when your body suddenly feels very warm and itchy. You look down and see white fur spreading down your legs and up your abdomen. As the fur reaches your chest you see splotches of black fur doting randomly across the white fur. It looks kind of like the black and white spots of a cow.
What the hell, you think as the fur reaches your head and feet. You are confused, but then remember your wish. The equipment and size of a cow.
You are racked with pain as your body begins to expand in rapid pulses of growth spurts. You pants tear apart as your thighs get thicker and more muscular. Your shoes fall off as your feet shift into long slender hooves. Your hands ache as your fingers meld into three long slender digits ending in hard black nails. Your shirt practically explodes as two large breasts rapidly expand from your chest. Your head aches as two small horns pop out of your head. Your jaw hurts as it shifts into a short muzzle, drawing your enlarging nose down into a snout. Finally, you are forced to stand on shaky hooves as a longer tail erupts from your spine, making it uncomfortable to sit on the toilet. You stare at the mirror in shock. You defiantly got the size and equipment of a cow. You look well over seven feet tall on your hooves, and you look some kind of hybrid between a human and cow. You stare at your large breasts in shock, and realize that cows are female. You lift you udders and confirm your fear - you penis has been replaced with a vagina.
Well, could be worse, you think. At least I am partly human. I could had become a complete cow.
The knocking on the door grows more insistent. You sigh. There is no way to hide how you look now. Might as well just go out and face it. You open the door and look down to see a small girl with her mother. The girl looks at you and smiles, but the Mom looks shocked.
"It's just a costume, " you mutter in a voice you don't recognize. It seems deeper, but still very feminine.
You walk up the machine, but quickly realize that you have no clothes, much less money. You left them in the bathroom when you suddenly changed. When you return to the bathroom, all of your clothes are gone.
Crap, what can I do now, you think. You could ask someone in the tore for help. Maybe they will be kind and help you free of charge. You can go outside and beg. You only need a quarter. Surely someone could spare that. Or you could just go a friend's house. You look pretty odd, but you could probably convince them of your true identity. You look at the clock. It's late, and the store will close soon. You need to make a decision, now.