Sally was a college student eager to attend a big party with her boyfriend Colin. They had picked out their costume theme, which was farm animals, and they chose costumes for their significant other to wear. Colin chose the cow for Sally, who didn't mind in the least. She had an affinity for farm animals, having grown up with many on her grandfather's farm. She had already found a cheap cow costume at a toy store, but felt it wasn't convincing enough. She had found her way to this place, and was very happy to find items in this strange shop that would improve her costume.
She was looking at a limp pink item that looked like a deflated whoopee cushion with several extra nozzles. The label on its tag read "Udder Attachment." She took it off the rack and examined its folds. The odd flaps were really teats, and it had elastic straps that attached it around her belly.
"This looks like it will do nicely," she said to herself. She turned to find a cash register, but bumped into a small old man. "Oh! I'm sorry," she said quickly.
"You're looking to buy that, then?" the man asked. "Fifteen dollars."
"Uh...are you the owner?"
"'Course I'm the owner!" he smiled. "I've got a few other accessories that might go well with that, if you wish."
"Thanks, but I think this is it for now," Sally said. "Fifteen, right?" She dug into her purse and handed her a five and a ten.
"Thank you, young lady," he bowed, taking the money. "Hope to see you again soon. Enjoy!"
As she left the shop, Sally chuckled at the overly polite mannerisms the old man had. She guessed it stood to reason that the owner of a strange shop would be a little off his rocker. Still, it beat the guys at the trendy clothing store down the street and their corny pick-up lines.
She made it back to her small apartment eager to test her new costume piece out. She cut the tags off the fake udder and took off her shirt. A little doodad had come packaged with the udder. It was something like a white plastic gun with an X-shaped nozzle at the end with prongs at each tip of the X. The small instructional card told her to place the udder firmly against her lower stomach. The elastic straps had no hook and were completely solid all the way around, so she had no choice but to step through their loops and pull it up her legs. Once it was at her waist, she let the straps slap against her back and the udder tightened around her. She felt its lip against her skin and found it made a very nice and tight seal.
"Perfect fit!" she said gleefully. She looked at the instructions and picked up the four-pronged inflater. It told her to insert the "gun" with one prong in each teat. The teats had small holes at the ends, in which she stuck the inflater. Then all there was left to do was pull the trigger.
She expected it to pump air into the udder, but to Sally's surprise she heard it begin to gush with some kind of liquid. She let go of the trigger for a moment, inspecting the udder and surprised to find that none of the liquid was leaking out of it where the udder connected with her skin. "That's some tight seal," Sally muttered, impressed with the engineering that went into such a silly and simple-looking thing. She continued with the gun, hearing the sloshing of liquid and watching as the rubber pouch lost its folds and inflated into a pert, round udder. During the procedure she had to undo her pants, as the udder was growing so large it was forcing its way down into her pants' waistline.
With pants around her ankles and a fake udder full of fake milk, Sally removed the inflater gun and jiggled her new attachment around. The sloshing sounds as the liquid hit the rubber walls was fun, as was the irregular weight she was now forced to balance. The thing weighed a decent amount, as if she was cradling a gallon or two of water.
"This is perfect!" she said. "It's realistic and everything! I'll just cut out the udder in my cow costume and have this stick out of it.
She made to the bathroom in order to take off the udder. She stood in her bathtub, fully expecting the liquid inside to come spilling out as she pulled it off her chest. Strangely enough, however, something seemed wrong...