Mary had no other choice but to try milking her giant udder. She kneeled as comfortably as she could in front of her bathtub, balancing the tender udder on the edge. She grasped a thick teat with her hand and yanked. Milk splashed off the tiled wall and dripped down into the tub. For a brief instant, Mary felt the pressure subside, only to return once more. Now she grabbed two teats and started pumping, watching the milk blast into the tub. The relief was immense now, very much like going to the bathroom after holding it in all day.
It took a very long time for Mary to milk her beach-ball-sized udder. Once it was finally relaxed, it had shrunk back down to volleyball size. The teats were bright red and felt sore. She picked herself up off the floor, her knees aching. She hoped she didn't have to do this regularly from now on, and that the changes to her body would stop soon.