"I have to stop insulting people... especially that prick Kyle... Oh no! I didn't mean it! I take that one back!"
As she prepared to exit the stall she felt another wave of tingling, suddenly her feet gave way, landing her chest first onto the cold floor. The pain was over come with pleasure as she began moving her body around, rubbing her udders into the floor. They refilled with milk quickly, and she started to milk her self once more eliciting moans of impending orgasm. Blood from nicks caused by her claws mixed with the milk making a pink looking mixture now thinly covering much of the bathroom floor.
She started rubbing her crotch into the floor, whilst milking herself with one paw, she brought another back underneath herself, thrusting it into her very wet and slippery folds. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through her body as a muzzle with sharp looking canines pushed her face out, but what she didn’t feel was the ears coming to the top of her head.