Jennifer perked up. “Alice?” she called back from the stall.
“Yeah. What’s gotten into you? We haven’t seen you all day. Are you avoiding us or something?” Alice walked over to the handicapped stall and reached down to pick up the breast pump. “What are you doing in there?” she asked coyly.
Jennifer’s mind raced. What would she say? What could she say? Jennifer then felt a familiar tickling on the top of her head as her horns started growing in. This wasn’t going to happen. Jennifer Smith would not become a goat.
“Come in here quick! I really need your help!” Jennifer asked desperately.
Alice crouched down, but not far enough to see under the stall. “What’s happening in there, Jen?”
“The transform or dare curse is real! Look!”
Alice peeked under the stall and gasped. Apart from Jennifer’s bulging udder, her front arms were now fully goat legs and two curvy horns were protruding from her blonde head. Alice fell back away from the stall, horrified at what had happened to her friend.
“No, Alice, come back! If you don’t milk me, I’ll turn all the way into a goat! Please Help!”
Alice took a deep breath and crawled into the stall with Jennifer. “I’ve got to milk you?” she asked, still shocked at the situation.
“Yes!” Jennifer answered, rising to her feet. “It’s part of the transform or dare I got. If I don’t get milked as soon as I fill up, I start turning into this!” Jennifer wobbled over to the toilet and straddled it, hooking her hooves in the metal bar that ran next to it. She tried to position her udder right over the bowl, but it was getting harder to keep her balance by the minute. She could already feel her legs starting to grow fur and change.
Alice just knelt on the floor, still dumbfounded and shocked at the scene in front of her.
“Alice!” Jennifer yelled. “Milk me into the toilet! Now!”
Alice tentatively reached out a hand towards the closet teat and then looked up at Jennifer. “How?”
Frustrated, Jennifer said, “Just grab the teats with your hands and start squeezing them. Quickly!”
Alice took a deep breath and shot her hands out. She grabbed both teats and gave them a hard squeeze. Milk immediately gushed out, hitting the side of the bowl and spraying a fine warm milk mist all over Alice’s face. Alice aimed her next squeeze better and shot the jet of milk right into the bowl.
Jen shuddered with relief and pleasure. Milking herself had felt wonderful, but this was even better. Alice seemed to be getting the hang of milking her friend, and large streams of milk were filling the toilet.
“Wow, you are really full of this stuff.” Alice remarked as she licked her lips.
“You should have seen his morning.” Jennifer mumbled, eyes closed and lost in the pleasure of the milking.
Alice licked her lips again. She knew it was weird, but Jen’s milk tasted delicious. As she squeezed more and more into the toilet, the aroma of the sweet, creamy liquid began driving her crazy. She had been dieting for weeks, but she just HAD to have more of that milk.