Ashley pulled down her sweats and reached behind her back to unclasp the special bra but as she fumbled she couldn't reach the hooks.
"Damn bras - you'd think I was a dude with how hard this is to take off!" she griped, switching to her udder to solve at least one of her problems.
That was not what happened. She looked and looked but didn't see the hint of a seam, as if the thin see-through plastic had melted away. She looked in the large mirror over the sink hoping to see a strap or a piece of fabric somewhere, but all she saw was four breasts and an udder, their skin seamlessly blended into her own flesh.
"You gotta be joking..." she said in disbelief, wincing as she pinched her second set of nipples and was rewarded with a sharp sting. "Owww fuck!"
"This... I can't... but... why?!" she sputtered, her face red and flustered, wishing this was a realistic dream.
Somehow she had managed to steal from a magical costume shop and get herself stuck with an extra set of tits and a big cow's udder.
Of all the costumes, in all the shops, I had to dress like some slutty cow, Ashley grumbled silently.