Once back home, Mary sorted all her groceries and made some dinner. She ate quite a lot, considering the only foods she had were tomato soup, salad and some cheese.
She used tap water to quench her thirst, but she couldn't help wondering what her own milk tasted like. She frowned for a moment, trying to decide if she should do it, but like everything else today, her mind viewed it as something new and exciting. She grabbed a large bowl and hunched over the kitchen counter. She clutched a sensitive teat in her hand and pulled gently.
She felt a pleasurable sensation as the milk shot out, splattering out of the bowl. Wanting more relief, she used both hands to milk two teats at once. It felt great, though it couldn't beat an orgasm.
She finished rather quickly. Her udder didn't seem to have much in it because she had no children to feed, but she had managed to milk a good amount. Mary poured some of it into a glass and took a sip. It was warm and creamy, quite tasty to her bovine tongue. She gulped it down and put the rest in the refrigerator.
After she had cleaned up the kitchen, Mary posed a bit in her full-length mirror. Though she was a cow woman, her transformation had the kindness to preserve her sexy curves. In the case of her breasts, she looked even better than before. Her new attire looked rather kinky, and she adopted mock porn star poses while licking her lips.
Laughing to herself, she went back into the living room to watch some television. Something caught her eye, however. The table where she had placed the vial box was now bare.
"Where did my vials go?" she asked the room. Her eyes darted everywhere, but she couldn't find them. She searched the cupboards, thinking in vain that she might have put them away with the groceries. Frantic, she called Jake.
"Our vials are gone, too," Jake said over the phone. "It's like, they were there one second, and when I turned around they disappeared!"
"This is all so weird," Mary pondered. "Do you know anything about where they came from?"
"Everyone I've talked to knew just as much as we did. What's that noise?"
"Oh, that's my bell," Mary said, suddenly embarrassed. "This old woman was selling jewelry and stuff, and I decided to splurge."
"Jamie saw someone selling accessories at work today," Jake responded. "This young woman was passing out free claw polish to all the secretaries. Even recommended to Jamie's boss that he should spring for a decent pair of horseshoes."
Mary figured a lot of people had decided to capitalize on the transforming craze today. And, if the vials really were gone forever, they'd be making a lot more business...