As she prepared to exit the stall she felt another wave of tingling, this time coming from her sides, just above her waist. As she saw lumps begin to form at her side it finally dawned on her.
"I have to stop insulting people... especially that prick Kyle... Oh no! I didn't mean it! I take that one back!"
But it was too late. She could feel the tingling focus on her lower abdomen as well as her sides. Soon the lumps at her side grew longer and began to form into human arms and hands. Although Jennifer was freaked out by having four arms, she was glad to be getting thumbs back. Her paws had been much more trouble than she had expected. But when the arms became fully formed, the tingling didn't stop. The first and last two fingers on each hand began to fuse together and her thumbs began to shrink back once more.
"No no no! Not again!" she yelled desperately grabbing at her shrinking thumbs with her clumsy paw-hands. But soon they were gone and she was left with only two large digits on each hand. Soon the tips of these large fingers became covered in a black enamel-type substance as the rest of her lower hands and finger grew in white and black fur to match the rest of her lower torso. Soon her lower hands had become almost entirely hoof-like, similar to the paw attributes her upper hands had taken on.
Meanwhile, a large pressure had been building up beneath her skirt. Her thong felt like it was getting tighter and much more painful than her top had been. She lifted up her skirt with her paws and reached down with her hooves. Sure enough a large mound of light pink flesh was growing there. She was able to recognize it a a fifth udder because of the four sensitive teats sticking out from its top. Luckily she had discovered the new udder in time and was able to slide the thong to one side of the bulk with her hooves before it ripped. Although it caused and uncomfortable wedgie, it did relieve the pain. Her smooth hooves felt cool on the hot sensitive expanding flesh. She could feel herself lactating already as the new udder began to fill with warm milk. Recalling the intense pleasure of milking herself earlier, she reached down with with all four "hands" and began to massage her newest udder. The growing slacked as it passed her knees but it was swollen with milk.
This time Jennifer didn't hesitate. She began to milk all four teats at once sending waves of the odd unique pleasure coursing up her body, and sending warm frothy milk splashing into the creamy puddles already on the floor. As she milked herself the motion caused her other four udders to sway and rub against one another causing even more of the strange pleasure. With the assistance of her new hooves she was able to empty her udder in just a few minutes.
With the udder now slack, the teats reached just down to her knees and was much less cumbersome than before. It still hindered her gait, but she was able to compensate with a sexy sway of the hips, causing the udder to sway to the opposite side of her step.
"Alright, new plan of action," Jennifer mumbled to herself, "No more insults. No more insults and no more freaky changes." She leaned against the cool concrete wall supporting herself with her paws and holing her upper udders still with her hooves.
She suddenly felt compelled to get back to class in accordance with Kyle's dare. Stopping only at her locker to swap her top for her gym shirt (which was now greatly stretched over her top pairs of udders, leaving nothing to the imagination), she rushed to class, hoping to catch the last few minutes of the before the ring of the bell.