Deciding his breasts need attention now else their soreness distract him when he re-enters the minotaur's lair, Evan begins to milk his breasts in an effort to focus on the situation at hand. The touch of Evan's cold hands makes him moan as he massages the milk from his breasts, the milk dripping on his stomach and the floor. As Evan milks himself, he begins to get lost in the pleasure as his pussy begins to grow wet from all the stimulation. Evan keeps at his massaging, ignoring the pelt of hair thickening on his breasts which makes them look completely a cow woman's chest.
After almost 3 minutes of milking and rubbing himself, Evan's breasts finally stop feeling so full of milk. While milk still flows from them, Evan knows there won't be a stop of milk flow no matter how much he milks. Evan looks down to see his chest now completely changed to the minotaur's preference, and his pussy is now drenching his legs with sticky fluid. Unfortunately for Evan, his pussy doesn't stop throbbing with need - the milking triggered its arousal and only the filling cock of a minotaur will satisfy Evan's new vagina. Evan knows he needs something to penetrate him to satisfy his new urges, but tries to control himself to no avail.
Evan realizes he needs to get food and shelter soon because the cold is starting to make him shiver violently; he resolves that he will just have to ignore his vagina and focus on saving his life first.
As Evan re-entered the cave and started to sneak his way back to the breeding room where his supplies were, Evan was unknowingly leaving a musky trail of female minotaur pussy juice along the floor. The minotaur guards were immediately drawn by the smell, and were hot on Evan's trail as well.