Todd looked down at her swollen pink udder, and again he considered the logistics of the situation. How would he milk that?
“Hmm…” he said. “I think you need to get down on all fours for this one.”
“Okay,” Carrie said. “Just hurry.”
She leaned forward and her front hooves clicked down on the tile floor. Now, more than ever did she resemble an actual cow. In fact, she felt quite comfortable on all fours. She guessed that was all just part of the transformation. Beneath her, the udder on her stomach hung so swollen and low that the four long teats on it dangled only inches off the floor.
Todd crouched down next to her and began to work on her teats as he had done with her tits. It took a moment to get them going as Todd tried to find the right motion to produce milk from the udder. After he figured it out, once again the milk flowed and Carrie moaned. Todd tried to angle the streams of milk away from him, but already his shoes were soaked with her milk. He noticed that as he milked her, her cow tail swished back in forth like a real cow’s.
It was all so amazing. Todd loved the feeling of having turned a woman into an animal, an animal that desperately depended on his attention and care. She was helplessly in his power. He found himself incredibly aroused by the whole situation.
Minutes passed. As it turned out, her udder held a lot more milk than her tits, but eventually Todd had it drained as well. He estimated that it had held at least a full gallon of milk, which now covered most of the floor in a huge white puddle.
Todd stood up and stretched out his legs. Carrie still stood in front of him on all four hooves, feeling too exhausted to stand upright just then.
They looked at each other, and then both of them smiled together and laughed.
“That… was fucking crazy,” Carrie said as she calmed down and caught her breath.
“No shit,” said Todd.
“I can tell you this,” she said as she twitched her cow ears experimentally. “I didn’t see this coming when I woke up today. What now? I don’t think we can top that.”