Your slaves enter the living room and set you down next to the instructions.
Another shot of pressure. You are now in a constant state of teasing, and you uncontrollably buck your hips, desperate for release. Your udder is now the size of a saggy yoga ball, and your mind is in a fog. You need to fix this or you’ll pass out soon.
You reach out with your teeth to grab the instructions, but your tongue is too big to let you clamp down on them, and you just manage to fall over onto your side. That’s right, you forgot.
Marco understands. He sits you back up, and picks up the instructions to hold them for you to read. You scroll through the legalese until you come to a section that makes your heart drop out of your chest. Or it would, if it wasn’t being held in place by close to 70 pounds of anthropomorphic cow udder.
“Warning: all transformations are final. “Moo’NOCULARS” can only transform each individual once.
Looking in a mirror will transform the wearer in addition to anyone in view. If used on the wearer, ensure that you are comfortable with spending the rest of your life in your chosen form.
“Moo’NOCULARS” is not responsible for any accidental transformations. USE AT OWN RISK.”
As your finish that last part it happens. Your eyes start to flutter as you pant even harder, and you see something switch in your slaves faces before you can lose consciousness. They all of a sudden walk over robotically and get on their hands and knees. You start to wonder why they’ve done that, but the pain is too unbearable to even think. You cry out:
“MMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
It’s then that you immediately stamp your foot in pleasure, and you start to feel your udder release milk from all 4 spouts. Steel, Bill, Marco, and Phil all have clamped their hot mouths onto your teats, and began gulping down your hot milk. The pressure in your udder is still there, but it slowly starts to lessen. You writhe on the floor, mind having no thoughts except ecstasy. You can feel their large tongues, teeth, and lips on your breasts, and you get a twinge of pleasure from every gulp they take. You desperately want them to stop, but you can’t utter a single word.
Your mouth is hanging open, and you feel a release in a different part of your crotch region. You’ve ejaculated on the floor, and your eyes flutter as you finally pass out on the floor from the most sexually stimulating experience you’ve ever had. As your mind goes blank, you have one last thought; “Please God let this be a dream”