The knots in Nolan's stomach tightened and twisted with guilt, he knew what he had done was wrong.
At least in Nicole's case, she'd been the first friendly person he'd encountered here in the city. He knew
he had to make it right, not just undo the damage but he felt he owed it to Nicole to tell her the truth
and repay her. Surly there was something he could do with the watch.
His thoughts ran wild as he tried to think of what to say to her, but nothing he could say would make
this better. "Best to play it by ear and let the truth do the work" he thought to himself. He drew his
courage and knocked on the door lightly "Nicole?" he asked not wanting to startle her, but was returned
with silence "Nicole?" he asked again. No reply.
He slowly opened the door and entered. Nicole was still lying against the wall playing with herself, a
deep red blush across her face as milk continued to flow down her body onto the floor. Nolan slowly
approached her, dumbstruck and mesmerized at the same time "Nicole? I'm, I'm really sorry... I didn't
mean to... no that's not it, um..."
Nicole finally turned her gaze in Nolan's direction still fondling her breasts "Nolan... you have... to help"
she panted taking in shallow breaths
"I am Nicole, I can fix this! It's, it's my fault this happened..." he began to fiddle with the watch
"Nolan... I can't take it... anymore... you..." Nicole began
"trust me, I'm helping right now just give me a little longer" Nolan interrupted trying to find the restore
function on the watch again.
"have to... milk me!" Nicole continued "I can't keep up! The pressure is too much"
Nolan stopped working the watch, shocked by Nicole's response to the situation. He didn't remember
adding a personality changes in the edit. Though Nolan had only met her a day ago he never would have
pictured her to behave this way, it seemed totally out of character. Noal looked back to her, she was still
milking herself, the puddle of fluids now stretching across the room to the floor drain.
"Please Nolan! Help me, I'm begging you!" she pleaded. Clearly the pressure was enough to compromise
anyone's composure. Noal clenched his fist, he'd came in to confront Nicole to apologize, set things
right, but now he was being put in a position to make things worse. Then again this is what he'd wanted
in the first place. Was it really so wrong to take what he wanted now that he had the watch to get away
with it?
Nicole shot him a look, her blush face and pleading eyes pounded on him like a hammer! "fuck it!" he
said, throwing off his coat he rolled up his sleeves. He walked to Nicole, placing a hand on her shoulder
as he moved himself behind her on the floor. He pulled her closer and ran his hands over her stomach
and up her chest.
Cupping her breasts he began to softly tease her nipples, small beads of milk beginning to drip from
them. She arched her head back taken by the sensation, the act of milking now more of a pleasure
rather than a necessity. Nolan only embraced this, he leaned in and began to kiss Nicole's neck softly.
She began to take deeper breaths and a soft Mooo escape between breaths. Her ears flickered at
the act, creating a soft breeze of air on the back of Noals neck, and occasionally brushing his hair.
He repositioned his hands around her teats and began to pull gently, pinching with his fingers. A jet of
milk shot out with surprisingly more force than expected, easily clearing the couple and splashing onto
the ground. He began to form a rhythm of the action and Nicole's breathing became heavier as she slid
her hands onto Nolan's thighs and griped tightly.
He continued to work her breasts in his hands as the streams of milk slowly began to lose their pressure,
now spilling onto Nicole's stomach. She reached up and grabbed Nolan's wrists to stop him. "I think
were done her" she said in a sensual voice, still catching her breath "now let's move on to the next part"
she guided his hands down her body, across her thighs and onto her newly formed udder. Nolan could
almost feel a pulse from the pressure building.
He griped the udder teats in both hands and began the motion again, streams of milk jetting out as it did
before. Nicole began to moan louder with each pull on her teats, her grip tightened around Noal's arms
as she was rocked by the pleasure the new sensitive organ brought her.
Pain built in Nolan's hands as his wrists and knuckles began to cramp, the action becoming strenuous
on his joints. "No" Nicole pleaded "you can't stop now! It still hurts!" as Nolan placed his hands at her
sides to rest. "I know. Give me a moment, I think I have an idea" he turned the watch over and targeted
what looked to be an out of service cappuccino machine. Applied the appropriate changes and hit the
apply icon
The metal machine began to twist and reshape, gears shifted into position, pumps and tubes came
forward from within the frame work. From its base a rubber tube formed and elongated onto the floor.
It crept its way along the ground to Nicole like a snake before it split into four smaller hoses, glass cones
spawning from their ends like a blooming flower.
"Is that... what I think it is?" Nicole asked in surprise. Seeing the device form in front of her eyes left
many questions but did nothing to remove her growing discomfort building in her udder. "yep, it's a
milker. Think you're ready for it?" Nolan asked. Nicole bit her bottom lip and nodded her head softly.
Noal took each pump and placed them around her teats, the machine clicked on with a gentle hum and
the vacuum sucked the bulbs into place. Each pumping in sync causing streams of milk to fill the bulb
before being drained into the hose and repeating. Nicole bit her lip harder and tossed her head. The
sensation literally rocking her body as the fill gauge on milker began to reach its 25% mark.
Nolan took her hands by the wrist and held them at her sides as her legs and body squirmed. Her hooves
clacking and scratching against the tile floor and her tail flickered franticly between his legs as
the gauge reached the 50% mark.
The machine's hum picked up becoming audible on the other side of the room. This was matched by an
increase of suction, Nicole's teats swelled inside the bulbs releasing milk at an alarming rate. She began
to thrash in Nolan's arms. She moaned loudly as the gauge flew past the 75% mark.
The machine began to rumble, as its suction seemed to double. Nolan struggled to hold her still when
her moans became cries of pleasure. Nicole kicked franticly as the sensation throwing her body into a
wild buck. The gauge peaked at 100% when Nicole arched her back off of Nolan crying out a passionate
MOOOOOOOO before collapsing back onto Nolan.
She laid limp in his arms with her eyes closed, her body exhausted from the experience. Nolan wrapped
his arms around her warm body, her soft coat of fur tickled his arms as he pulled her closer against
himself. He could feel her heart racing away trying to keep pace with her lungs as body tried to recover.
After a few minutes she seemed to have calmed down when her head slowly rolled to rest on his cheek.
Her eyes slowly fluttered open, looking down Nolan gave a gentle smile as their eyes met.
The next thing Nolan felt was a burning sting across his cheek. In an instant Nicole had drew her hand
back and slapped him across his face with enough force to throw him onto the ground out from
underneath her. As Noal lay on the floor in pain clasping his hands over his cheek, Nicole had darted to
the other side of the room. She'd quickly grabbed a garbage bag from one of the shelves and used it to
cover herself before ducking behind a shelf to hide.
Nolan worked his way back up on his feet, still rubbing his cheek, a red three digit handprint blazing
across his face. "You said this was your fault! What were you after! Why would you do this to
someone?" Nicole yelled out from behind the shelf
"yes, it's my fault. But first do you feel better now?" Nolan replied still rubbing his cheek.
Nicole gripped her breast and then padded her udder with her hand. The pressure was gone and they
felt much lighter and natural, like it'd always been that way. "yeah I feel better" she blushed
remembering how that came about "WAIT! Was that what you were after? To play with me! That's
SICK"
"yes, it is. WAIT! Not what I was after! That it was sick!" Nolan grunted "I'm going to stop talking now for
a bit"
It was silent in the room for a long time before Nolan started again. "ok maybe I can explain better if I
help you first"
"oh?" Nicole began "how the fuck are you going to help this!" she stuck her face out from behind the
shelf and pointed to her cow muzzle as her ears flickered about her head.
"with this" Nolan motioned to the watch on his wrist "it can control reality, it's how I changed you
into..."
"A COW!" Nicole shouted
"yes, A'hem a cow"
"well, hurry up and fix it!" she shouted to Nolan
"okok!" he was silent for a moment "wait just like that? You believe me about a watch that controls the
universe?"
"Nolan" she said annoyed " in the last 10 to 15 minutes I've been turned into a cow human hybrid and
milked to the point of orgasm, that should be imposable. A god watch is the only thing that makes sense
out of all this. NOW FIX IT!" as she motioned to her body still holding the bag up.
"That's not all that's happened" Nolan thought to himself
Nolan nodded and fiddled with the watch, quickly finding the restore option for Nicole. Goose bumps
ran down her body making every hair of her fur stand on end. The first thing she noticed was her udder.
It began to deflate like a balloon and withdraw back into her skin, her breasts and nipples also returned
to normal losing their pressure from being filled with milk.
She brought her hand to her face to watch as her fingers split back into 5 digits, a cool sensation running
through them. A similar feeling ran across her feet as her hooves began to extend forward and branch
out back into toes as her heel returned shifting her balance back to normal.
A tickle ran up her body starting at her feet, the hairs that made up her fur coat started to sink into her
skin. This continued up her body as like a snow drift the fur was replaced with slightly tanned skin. She
whipped around to the window of the refrigerator just in time to see her face begin to return to normal.
In one fluid shift her muzzle shrank back into her face and ears withdrew back behind her hair. Finally
she felt a pinch in her back as her tail rolled back into her spine
She looked herself over once again. Seeing that body was fully back to normal she let out a sigh of relief.
She then shot a deadly glance back to Nolan, A'hem she cleared her throat and ruffled the garbage
bag. Hinting that she was still naked. Nolan panicked and quickly fumbled through the watch for the
appearance option. He quickly formed an outfit for her and tapped apply
A gust of wind brushed over Nicole as fabric materialized from thin air around her. She dropped the
garbage bag shielding her to reveal that she now wore a sunburst orange tank top, white hip-hugging
capris with black sandals. Nicole looked it over nodding in approval. "Ok" she stated "I'm a little
impressed with this" Nolan shrugged his shoulders "I had a fashion course in collage, I thought It'd
complement your hair"
It was silent between the two of them for a moment when the knots began to form in Nolan's stomach
again. "Nicole..." he began "I'm really sorry for what I did to you, I guess the power went to my head, I
wa'na make it up to you, I won't feel right until I do. This knot in my stomach just keeps twisting tighter
and tighter. Whatever it is I promise ill make it up to you! "
Nicole crossed her arms. Still very upset with Nolan, but something seemed genuine about his apology.
And the experience did have its... moments... and the watch did provide her with an array of options.