Rick hastily throws the feed, the milk machine and the BGH in the van and drives back to Jim's. He feels strange. Can't seem to get comfortable in the seat sitting on his tail. He feels strangely horny, squirming seems to help some but it makes it worse too. He runs back to the lab, his udder sloshing heavily. When he gets back he sees Jim's udder has been milked down to a smaller size. Jim and Miranda are trying to milk her with little success. They stare at Rick with barely concealed shock when he clomps in.
"I see you brought the bovine growth hormones. All I need to do is add those to some chemicals I've prepared and run a few tests. This should be the antidote for all the strange mutations.", says Jim. Miranda tells Rick how to set up the milking machine. They attatch it to her enormous breasts and her eyes widen as the machine starts milking her. She massages her tits and closes her eyes, leans back in ecstasty. "Ooh yeah that's so much better." Once she's mostly drained Rick demands that it's his turn. They hook the machine up to his udder and his whole body feels this warm glow, his udder shrinks as it deflates a little. His tail twitches and he feels this wet alien sensation of some muscles flexing between his legs.
Fri Jun 18 23:20:28 1999
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