Alex sighed. "Okay, fine." He tipped the jug of milk up to his mouth and took a couple of swigs. Funny, he realized, the jug seemed to be just as full as it was when he'd started playing the game with this man.
He slammed the jug down on the table. The man made a gesture toward him, and Alex was first excited to feel a tingling sensation in his midsection, and then look down and see the udder shrinking away. But then he felt another tingling section further up, this one centered around his nipples.
Alex quickly put his hands to his chest and could feel the flesh ballooning beneath them. His hands couldn't hide the pair of large breasts that were pushing themselves outward. It only took them a few seconds to grow. Alex caught a glimpse of himself in the full-length mirror in the house's foyer and ran to get a closer view.
The man followed at a walk as Alex stared at the honeydew-sized breasts that now adorned him. He'd never touched a girl's boobs before, but now he had his very own pair to enjoy -- no, wait, he was getting distracted. "You said I'd be back to normal!" he wailed at the man.
"I said you'd lose the udder, which you did, and be 100% human, which you are," pointed out the man. "It's like I told you, the milk's got to go someplace. So you're a guy with a case of gynecomastia. I think that'll be a lot easier to deal with than having a cow's udder. Don't you agree?"
Alex tugged at the couple of strands of hair that poked out around his left nipple. "But I'm still a freak!"
The man shook his head. "You humans are never happy. Fine. I'll make it so you're not a freak, and all you have to do is --"
"I'm not drinking any more milk!" Kyle interrupted.
The man held up a hand. "I was going to say, all you have to do is stand there." He waved the hand around and then pointed at Alex.
Alex felt a tingling all over his body. "What the...hell?" he said in the man's direction, his voice rising about an octave and a half in the middle of the phrase. He shrank a little bit in all directions, ending up a couple of inches shorter, and then his hips widened a little bit as his waist narrowed. Too late, he realized what else was happening, and he made a futile grab for his penis and testicles, but they eluded his grasp, being sucked into his body, replaced by female genitalia, albeit hidden under a fairly thick forest of pubic hair."
Alex looked at the brunette girl with shoulder-length hair in the mirror, the stripper- size breasts on her chest not matching with the rest of her cute, petite body. It was a view that, as a boy, she'd only seen previously on the Internet, but now all she could do is complain again. "I'm still a freak! These things are huge!"
The man patiently explained, "What's the problem? This is how you'd look if you were born a girl. Let's say...Alexis. No, Alexandra. So, female, female breasts, no problem."
"You can't tell me I'd have tits like these," Alex said. "My mother and my sister are both pretty flat."
"I could have them drink some of the milk," suggested the man.
"No!" exclaimed Alex. "I don't want things to get any worse."
"They don't have to get worse with the milk," the man said. "I'm sure your sister, especially, would love to be a little larger up top. Away at college, away from parental supervision, meeting a lot of guys for whom she can't help but feel a little something stirring in her loins --"
"No!" exclaimed Alex again. She ran for the milk jug, stepping out of her too-large pants, her shirt falling off of her. Naked, she held it up and faced the man. "Okay, I'll drink this until you want me to stop, I won't drink it, I'll drink something else, you can give me the udder back, you can change me however you want -- whatever. Just, please, leave my family out of your little game."
The man smiled. "Okay, okay. You're passionate -- I like that in a girl." At that, an involuntary shudder went up her spine. The man continued, "Just make a wish."
"What?"
"I'll grant you one wish," he said. "Anything you want -- except that magic milk has to stay inside you somewhere."