The three got up on stage and walked over to Kyle calmly before getting down on their backs and sliding up under his udder.
"What are you guys doing?" Kyle asking, watching Natalie and Tom take up position on his left.
"I don't know..." Tom's words trailed off as he took one of Kyle's nipples in hand.
"I just can't help but want a drink, it's so weird." Natalie did the same and leaned up to take the nipple in her mouth. Almost simultaneously they all began to drink from Kyle's udder which drew out a long gasp of delight from him and claps from the crowd. Some part of Kyle wanted to protest, wanted his best friends to stop drinking from his newly formed udder, but another part of him wanted nothing else.
They all sucked feverishly at him which only brought him more relief. As he head drooped down he saw his hands gradually morph into hooves as the fur grow down his forelegs. There was also a massing growth in his mouth that, once he could pry his jaw open, rolled out to be a massive cow's tongue.
Kyle looked back at the crowd, less embarrassed and more dull to their presence than before. Cell phone cameras flashed as the sight of a boy with a cow's tongue was too good to pass up.
It wasn't long before the changes started to spread to Kyle's friends.