Andrew drifted in a sea of bloops and bleeps. He was groggy and didn't really remember where he was. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times. Lights...blinking...video...
The arcade...
His stupid, stupid wish!
He remembered the flash of change, and he sat up suddenly.
He moaned as he felt an odd jiggling sensation. He glanced down, fearful. Rightly so, it turned out.
He was normal to his waist, and even, for the most part, below that. However, occupying his lower stomach and down through his entire crotch was a huge, pink udder. He jumped up...or tried to, but the weight of the thing made him stumble a bit. It was heavy! Standing there, he realized it reached to his knees, and stuck out both in front and in back. He felt a weird blossoming of pride at how big he was...then fought that down.
He gingerly touched it, and felt the soft, leathery texture. It was warm...and it was him. Him? Oh, no...