The udder continued to grow and that made you worried. You called in sick to work, something that truly irked your boss, but he accepted and asked you haw long you would be out.
Quickly explaining that it probably would not be more than a day, but if you weren't in by the third you had checked into a hospital. Saying you've got four your boss slams the phone. Looking at that which had increased in girth and pushed passed your your shirt you quickly think, "I got to get this thing off me.
By the end of the day you retire to your bed feeling out of sorts as the teats still have not come off and were now hurting because of a tenderness that surrounds them.
Drifting off to sleep your chuckle as you think slightly horrified, "I probably need to be milked."
In the morning the teats are still there and just as tender as ever. Having an urge to answer the call of nature you get up and walk down the hall to the bathroom.
With some difficultly of reaching past your teats your drop your boxer and reach down to grasp your penis.
Only when your hand finally gets down there you only find smooth skin. Continuing onward you feel between your legs the nub of a clitoris, and some flesh that at first you are unable to identify and then you pull back your hand as you realize you had been feeling up first your urethra and the past that to your Labia major, minor and then your vagina.
Not paying attention you step out of you boxers and move over to the mirror. As you try to see what has happened to the area between your legs a warmth flows from you and down your legs. You had forgotten your full bladder and now it just released itself.
Taking off your shirt you climb into the shower and having only a few problems manage to clean yourself.
Hungry more then ever you go down stairs and start to clean out the fridge and cupboards of everything thats green and leafy. This only bothers you some and after a couple of hours you manage to get yourself to stop.
"What's wrong with me. I'm acting like a total cow!" You think to yourself.
You spend the rest of the day worried that someone might come to see you, afraid to leave and trying to figure out how to undo this.
When you wake the next morning you shift and her the bed springs creak and groan under you. Worried that you might have a new problem you stumble out of bed and into the bathroom.
It's only when you look into the mirror that you try to scream in fright, but only that comes out is and alarmed lowing noise.
Trying different words you finds that human speech has now been replaced by that of the mooing sounds a cow makes. On top of that you have apparently ballooned up over night.
Afraid to look you step on the digital scale and watch as it shoots up past six hundred before frying itself.
Running a hand through you nor short black hair you figure it's time to go out and gets some answers.