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The Arcade

Setting the moo'd

added by CK 4 years ago A

Audrey quickly pushed the Arcade solution out of her mind. It was much more likely that the entire place was designed to mess up normal people. The likelihood of finding something to fix her before something worse happened was minuscule. Maybe...Maybe it was temporary?

She nodded to Melissa. "Yooou're right. Please get me out of here."

The walk back to Melissa's car was uneventful. Both girls were quiet, Audrey out of embarrassment and Melissa more out of strain to keep her friend upright. Those they passed by gave sideways glances at Audrey, but they were more dismissive now that she was covered. Of course, the 2 foot long cow tail in combination with the ears and horns drew attention, but it wasn't nearly as eye-catching as when her naked breasts were exposed.

Melissa had struggled to get the seatbelt around Audrey. Her udder pushed upwards when she was seated, blocking the lower half of the belt. Her oversized breasts made it a challenge to wrap the upper half of the belt across her chest. What's more, Audrey still pulled forward, inconveniencing the entire process of locking the belt in. Once it was done, Melissa began the drive home.

"Audrey, I don't even know where to begin. How are you feeling?"

Audrey sniffed. "Terrified." She carefully held up the cow toy. "This thing tooook my body, my voice, and my brain. Thank yooou for snapping me out of that last bit." She sadly motioned down to her huge breasts and udder. "What am I going to dooo with all this? I hope they'll go away..."

"Don't worry, I'm going to find a way to make this happen. I saw the toy on the ground, but where did you get it?"

"In that arcade. Claw machine, but I never thought this would happen. I'd played some other games and those all seemed normal?"

Melissa nodded. "Okay. Let's get home and regain our bearings." The rest of the trip was spent in an uneasy silence, until they got to Melissa's apartment. As with getting into the car, getting Audrey out of her own accord was similarly a struggle, though this time it had more to do with not hitting the adjacent car with her mountainous breasts.

The two hobbled up to the apartment, with Melissa leading Audrey to the couch so she could lay down. Melissa took the cow toy, and carefully brought it to a table.

Audrey was the first to break the silence. "So, are we going to wait a day and see what happens?"

Melissa shook her head. "No, I'm going to destroy this toy and see if that fixes things."

Audrey sat as upright as she could. "What, right now? What are you thinking of doing?"

"I'm going to stab a hole through it so whatever noise it's making, can't happen. That's how these squeak toys normally work. If that doesn't work, I think I'll burn it."

Melissa was already walking toward the knives. "Uh-" Audrey tried to stand to intercept her, but her body was still trying to force her to the ground. She instead rolled into a half-standing position, using the couch to support her remaining upright. "If you plan on doing that, I think I'm going to take a rest. I really don't want to hear that terrible thing again, in case it makes any noise. I'm afraid of what it might do to me."

Melissa nodded. "I've got it under control."

"Please, be careful." Audrey tried to use other furniture to keep herself walking upright, but ran out. She succumbed to her bodies demands, and crawled her way to Melissa's detached bedroom, closing the door behind her. After climbing into the bed, she wrapped her head in pillows to minimize the likelihood of hearing that cow if it made a noise. Her udder still ached, but Audrey hoped whatever Melissa did would fix this mess.

Melissa, on the other hand, had placed the cow on a cutting board. She couldn't squeeze the toy to figure out where it held the plastic noisemaker, but most of these toys had a similar spot. She picked a spot, then stabbed downward.

The toy gave little resistance as Melissa impaled it. She felt the brief increase in resistance as the knife went through, which assured her that she'd struck whatever squeaker was in there. Surely, it wouldn't be mooing ever again.

As she congratulated herself, she left the toy on the board to inform Audrey of her success, and to see if she'd gotten better. No more than 3 steps from the toy, she heard a groaning noise rise from it.

MoooOOooooOOO.

She hadn't killed the toy, but based on how haunting and wrong the sound was, she was sure she'd damaged it. The toy was continuously droning on with its moo, like the air was escaping the toy while it was still being added.


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