"I'm not leaving her like this!" Said Jon, grabbing the cow-waitress by her furry arm. She turned and smiled.
"Well, you can always join her."
Jon hesitated. "How? I'm a man. I don't... make milk."
The waitress laughed, a deep throaty moo of sorts. "Sug', you can be useful in other ways. Do you want to or not?"
Jon glanced over at Alexis. She was now fast asleep. She looked quite cute as a cow girl. But he couldn't leave her at risk of becoming a steak.
"Okay, what do I do?"
The waitress pointed at the milk Alexis had produced. "Drink a few bottles of that." She walked off into the back of the bar, swaying her ass and tail behind her.
Jon drunk the bottles, and he began to feel strange. He felt the fur sprouting from his body.
What was happening?