Cody drove over to Jeff's place. He had arranged for Jeff to get a Chronovac to see what would happen. He had expected Richie to be Jeff's subject or Jeff himself. He had taken precautions though. First, he had adjusted Jeff so that he would never use the Chronovac on Cody. Second he adjusted his own awareness. So he would be aware of any reality changes.
When he peeked through the window, and saw Richie milking Jeff, he realized that Richie probably used the Chronovac on Jeff. We'll. He'd play along like it was normal.
He walked in through the unlocked door without knocking, as usual.
"Hey, I'm parched. Got milk?"
Richie gave an annoyed smirk. He knew only Jeff's perception had been altered, so Cody was up to something, and he knew about the Chronovac. So Richie stood up, and said, "Hey, Cody. If you want your own milk, here's a pitcher. Jeff's all yours."
Awkwardly, Cody feigned that this was normal, and squatted down and started milking Jeff.
"Yeow! You've got cold hands, Codeman!"
"Sorry, Jeff?" Cody rubbed his hands together.
Richie ducked into Jeff's stall. His room no longer sported a bed, just the computer desk, wood slats and straw. There was a milking machine in the corner. Richie grinned at the reality changes. He pulled up Cody on the Chronovac, and aimed the projector.
"Oh, so I can't alter Cody's awareness, but I can alter his behavior, and anatomy," he whispered to himself. Then started typing.
He could hear Jeff instructing Cody on how to milk him properly, "Firm grip, higher, now massage. Don't pull. Like a calf sucking. Here, let me show you. Stand up, and I'll milk you."
"Milk me?" Cody said in surprise. He heard the Chronovac counting down in the other room. His clothing vanished, a cowbell hanging from a leather strap materialized around his neck. He looked down at his swelling two pairs of nipples, and his rapidly shrinking cock and balls. When the Chronovac chimed, Cody had a camel toe crotch, and an udder, and tail. His belly also swelled tremendously.
Cody tried to speak, but only Moos came out. Richie! He screamed mentally, I am going to do whatever you tell me! What?