As you start to come around, you realize something about your body is off. But you can't see anything, as Miranda has passed out on top of you. All you can see is her bovine body. Slightly more feminine. Her body looks slimmer than it was last night, though still obviously that of a cow. Her udder-like breasts have dried milk on them, and you can't stop yourself from licking her teat-like nipples. That wakes her up.
She mooes, she eyes flickering under large lashes. You feel your cock stir, trapped beneath Miranda's body. She obviously feels it stiffen because Miranda lifts herself up. You stare at your donkey member as it extends from your sheath. The smell of stale sex in the air, it turns you on so much. You balls feel tight in their sack, and the only thought is to fuck Miranda again, and again, and again. As many times as she'll let you.
Clearly she's ready to go again. As your cock springs to life, Miranda starts to massage her swollen udder-breasts. Milk leaks out, and she bends over your body again. Letting her breasts dangle over you mouth, you quickly latch onto one. Milk floods into your mouth, and down your throat. And, unbeknownst to you, furthers your changes.