Mary looks at her slightly swelled belly. She presses her fingers into her belly, probing for anything wrong. Her fingers seem to be sinking deeper! She pulls her hands away and looks at her belly. It looked like it might just have been a little bigger. Or maybe Mary was just thinking it looks bigger.
With a curious frown, Mary presses again into her belly. Her hands sink into soft flesh. Six small knobs grow on her lower belly. Massaging them sends a shiver down Mary's back. She's beginning to have an inkling what these are. Putting her hands and cupping her lower belly, Mary can feel it growing and swelling, slowly, but surely.
Mary knows, that for some reason, she's growing an udder again. The little knobs pop out into longs teats as milk begins to balloon out the udder. Mary moans and feels the pressure building inside it. She rubs and massages the pink mass of flesh protruding from her human body.
Mary cups the swelled udder in her hands, it's warm and firm. It's swelled to volleyball size. After waiting a good hour, nothing else changes. Mary isn't sure why she grew an udder again, but nonetheless, she's got one. Maybe she'll keep it. It certainly feels wonderful.
Mary then decides to...