"Don't worry honey...your only going to get half that much." She sez grinned evilly, as she cups your now grapefruit sized ball's in her fist. "At least until your goodies get use to the size change...then we might step it up a bit...unless we could get more males to milk."
As your balls expand from grapefuit to the size of cantalopes, the world spins crazily. You feel dizzy and light headed, you can almost feel the blood rushing from your brain. Your thoughts begin to grow slow and slugish. The cowtaur looks into your dull eye's chuckling softly as she does. "Whatcha say honey.. you know where we might get a few more males?" She askes in a soft surupy sweet voice.
"S..Sure." You mumble dumbly. "I gots lots a friends......"