Not long after they had finished their milkshakes, Jon's stomache growled loudly. He could feel his earlier meals get pushed toward the final exit.
"Wow, you shouldn't have finished off that milkshake so quick!" Alexis teased
Jon smiled sarcastically. "I'll be right back."
Jon got up from the booth and headed for the bathroom. The sign pointed to the back and was labeled "Stalls". He noticed that the one door had a picture of a bull on it and the other had a picture of a cow.
How appropriate, he thought.
But upon entering the bathroom, Jon was stunned at what he saw. It resembled a bathroom enough that he knew it was definitely the right place, but the style was totally bizarre. The floor was covered in hay rather than tile, and the walls to the stalls were big and wooden. The room felt like the inside of a barn.
The other strange thing about the room was the large prop milking machines tastelessly mounted above the toilet of each stall. Jon selected the stall farthest from the door. He always preferred more privacy.
But when Jon entered the stall he was stunned to see that the toilet was nearly twice as wide as a regular toilet.
"What the hell?" He said as he approached the massive thing. Upon closer inspection Jon also noticed that the milking machine was not a prop, but was fully functional.
"This place is really creepy..." he muttered to himself. Still, he really needed to take a dump, so he reached down and undid his pants, which were bulging irregularly. Jon hadn't noticed this as he was examining the bathroom. Pulling down his jeans Jon looked back to see how he would sit on this pot without falling in. He backed up and sat down on the edge, then started scooting back until he could get his privates in.
But when Jon looked down to see why he had so much to fit in the pot, he screamed and lost his balance, falling into the giant toilet.
Recovering quickly from the cold water, Jon sat up and stared at what used to be his manhood.
Instead of his proud member and a pair of balls beneath his legs, there was a small udder with a single long teet. Jon jumped as he touched it. It was so sensitive! But where was his manhood? What the hell was in that milkshake?
By now the need to crap was becoming overpowering, so Jon squeezed his dripping wet buttocks to drop his load.
But nothing happened. Jon tried again and again, exasperated. His bowels would not give up their holdings. Jon tried to pee, but realized that he couldn't, because he no longer had a penis. Reaching under to check for any other foreign parts, Jon confirmed that the only thing that had changed was his missing cock, which was now a small but growing udder.
Desperate to relieve himself, Jon put all the pressure he could into peeing and shitting, but nothing came.
Then an idea came to him. No, it was really more of an instinct. Cows don't pee from their udders, they need to be milked! Jon reached down and gave his think tit a squeeze.
A small dribble of white milk spilled out, and Jon could feel his bowels loosen ever so slightly. A wave of pleasure swept over him, and he then noticed that he was really horny. Sighing at the slight release this had given him, Jon reached around to the milking machine and grabbed a hose. The size was perfect for his teet, and he stuck it on and pressed the 'on' button on the milking machine.
The machine began to suck, and white milk began to dribble slightly from his tit, but not enough that anything was happening. Little pulses of pleasure sprang out of his udder with each tug of the machine, and Jon could feel himself reaching a climax. J
on involuntarily slid off the toilet onto his hands and knees, and seconds later he reached orgasm. Huge blasts of milk spewed from his udder into the machine as waves of pleasure rolled over him. Jon screamed loudly as his bowels released and a cow-load of shit spewed over his pants and shoes.
Swimming in the pleasure, Jon began to notice that the orgasm wasn't coming to it's usual fade. After about twenty seconds, Jon was still receiving blasts of pleasure as his udder errupted with milk.
It just kept going. And going. And going.
After about a 90 seconds of constant orgasm, Jon finally passed out, his face falling into the hay on the floor.