Sam shared a knowing glance at the other two. They'd come this far, hadn't they, and she'd felt so much better once she'd had her share of milk, why wouldn't her friend?
Amy inserted one last dollar into the vending machine, cheerily asking for "Another milk, please!" The machine wasted no time whirring and shaking, before a bottle dropped down to the outlet. She kneeled to gather it up and tossed it over to Sam. "Catch!"
Sam snatched it out of the air and held it over to her newly-minted catboy friend, "C'mon Kory, drink up. It'll help finish all this up and we can go have fun in the rest of the mall!"
Kory hesitantly reached out, "I-- why did you do this? I didn't ask for this..."
"Maybe not, but it's fun, isn't it? Haven't you always been a little curious about having a tail or wiggly ears or paws? Surely you have! I know you're into furry stuff, so don't act like you're not enjoying this. Now come on, drink up so we can have some fun." Sam winked, giving a sly smile while exposing one of her sharp canines.
The brown furred catboy stared at the bottle of milk in his hands, completely unsure about what it was going to do to him. He tentatively unscrewed the cap and gave it a sniff... it smelled heavenly.
He looked at the bottle one last time and....