Lucy stood in her cubicle, squeezing at her breasts until the milk flow started to dry up, and her breasts finally felt more comfortable. Once she was confident they'd be alright for the time being, she checked her phone. It was already exam time, and she still had to make it to the hall.
She quickly put her bra back on, impressed she was getting the hang of it so quickly, then slipped her top back on. She felt a tinge of sadness that she didn't have time to see to her...other needs, but this maths test was important. Leaving the cubicle, she turned to admire the mess she'd made. Her puddle of milk had spread out to the other stalls
'Probably should have done that over the toilet bowl... But at least nobody else came in, my noises were certainly interesting...' she thought. She quickly tidied herself up in the mirror, and notices her ears had changed. She wasn't exactly surprised, the uncontrollable mooing while she milked herself had already clued her in, but the cow ears now sticking out the side of her head, poking through her hair was still a little concerning. Lucy passed another girl on the way out of the bathroom.
"What the fuck?!" She heard, halfway down the hallway.
Lucy made it to her exam just in time, dropping off her stuff at the front of the room, and taking her seat. As she waited for the last couple of people to arrive, she tried focusing on what she'd prepared for the exam. Except she couldn't.
Every time she started to think back to the classes she'd taken, or the revision she'd done in preparation, her mind just fogged over.
Once the last person had entered the exam, and they were officially allowed to begin, she started to panic. 'Why the fuck can't I remember any of it?! I remember my last class on Friday, I remember sitting down and being taught stuff, but...what was the stuff?!' she thought.
She stared at the first question, unable to come up with an answer. Every time she tried to concentrate on it, her thoughts turned to something else. Everyone else around her was scribbling away, and all she could think about now was who she found attractive, or when would she next need milking. She was even getting weird looks from the exam officer.
'They're probably thinking 'whys this dumb bitch in the class if she can't answer a single question'' she thought to herself. Lucy's stomach growled loudly, making her shift in her seat uncomfortably. She could feel her little tail squashed against the back of the chair, but there wasn't much she could do right now. As time went on, and she scribbled nonsense answers in the test, her stomach rumblings got worse, even a little painful. Halfway through the exam, it hit her. She needed the bathroom, badly.
She instantly felt like she was going to shit her pants.Lucy shuffled in her chair, trying to alleviate the discomfort, but it wasn't working, she needed to go right now. She raised her hand, trying to get the officer's attention without disrupting the group, but they'd resigned to browsing their phone.
"Excuse me!" Lucy shouted, fidgeting uncontrollably in her seat.
"...yes?" The officer huffed. He obviously wasn't pleased someone interrupted him.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" Lucy asked.
"Shouldn't you have gone before the exam?"
"It's girl problems" she blurted out, thinking quickly before she filled her underwear with a new problem.
"Fine" the officer sighed, looking back at his phone.
Lucy shot up and ran for the exit. She wasn't sure she was going to make it to the bathroom. Instead she exited the building to go outside. Unfortunately, it was closer, and she didn't have time to make it to the actual toilet. As soon as she stepped out, she turned the first corner, pulled down her jeans and squatted against a wall.
The crap she unleashed was like nothing she'd ever passed before. Each time she thought she was finished, her stomach cramped, forcing out even more. She didn't even consciously need to push, her body was just evacuating it all of its own accord. When it finally felt like it was over, she quickly pulled her clothes back up and ran for the bathroom so she could tidy up.