Joe sat in Anna’s van, trying to steel his nerves. His long, leathery tongue flicked up and licked nervously at his snout. You can do this, you can do this… just get out of the car. It was more difficult than he’d anticipated. Just getting to the mall had been an adventure in itself.
When Anna opened the front door, Joe sprinted awkwardly down to her van, his breasts and udder jouncing wildly. “Anna, unlock the door, unlock the door!” he yelled, feeling the sun beat down on his splotched fur, trying to forget the much longer journey that awaited him. Anna pushed the button on her keys, and Joe heard the doors unlock. He grasped clumsily at the door handle, and snorted through his jangling nose ring as his cloven fore-hooves banged ineffectually against the metal. He held up his useless hooves stupidly. “Anna… help, please,” he pleaded, his hind-hooves clopping loudly on the asphalt as he hopped impatiently from hoof to hoof. Anna sighed and went around to open the door.
Joe jumped inside, squealing in pain as he crushed his tail beneath his ample rear. Joe shifted on his overly-padded backside, freeing the ropey appendage to twitch behind him against the seat. Anna moved into the driver’s seat, stifling a giggle with her hand as she looked at the large cow-girl crammed in the front seat of the car. Her tremendous udder could barely fit in the snug confines, filling her lap heavily. Joe winced as her top two teats brushed uncomfortably against the car’s dashboard, while their twin sisters dangled against his thighs. Out of habit, Joe fumbled with the seatbelt, drawing it across his lap, where it strained tightly against his fleshy pink udder. “Moooooouuuoo!” he cried in surprise, letting it go, where it snapped back into place, the cold metal buckle tickling one perky nipple.
After that, the drive over had been, thankfully, uneventful, although every minor bump and pothole set his tits and udder off wobbling distractingly. But now, he was here, facing his next ordeal. “C’mon, honey,” Anna coaxed. “The only way to get back to normal is inside that mall.”
Joe sighed. Fine. If it means losing these damned milk-bags… I can handle it. He pulled himself out of the van and into the sunlight.