Chad stared at the black and white cow costume. He felt the rubber udders, and chuckled. Three of them were
solid and one was hollow. He envisioned Sinclair dressed as a milk maid. This might be fun, he thought. He
sniffed the suit, it had a musky odor, as if it hadn't been cleaned since its last wearing. It didn't smell
funky though. He wondered how many guys Sinclair had milked in this suit. He chuckled.
Zack, Mitch and Tyler groaned loudly, but only they could hear their groans. Each one had worn the costume
before, and each had been absorbed into the suit. The udder had been completely hollow when Tyler had first put
it on a week ago. Now there was room for only one more cock, and it looked like it would be Chad's. They
wondered what would happen when he filled the fourth udder. Would he be absorbed too, or would something else
happen.
He found the legs were a tad short in the costume, but as he scrunched his shoulders into the suit, it seemed to
stretch. The rubber udder hugged his cock. He felt so horny. He hurriedly put the rest of the costume on, and
tied the cowbell around his neck. Then he slipped one hand into one hoof, and finally the last hand into the
other hoof. Then he felt dizzy. Chad fell forward on to the field house floor. He was standing on his hands and
feet, but he - there other naked guys in the costume with him. He could feel the heat from their bodies, he
could hear their breath, he could hear their hearts beating, and he could feel their sweaty bodies moving
against his body. He tried to shout.