Jim nodded, "I guess you're right. Do you mind Rick? Rick?"
Rick had lost himself in trying to reach behind his swelling udders. He wanted to see what he could do with that slit back there--having someone else play with it was one thing, but he was sure he could do a better job. Sure he'd been scared when there was no solution, but the moment Jim mentioned a cure...he'd really lost it. It was time to play, and there might not be too much time left. He heard Jim...finally...and glanced up.
"Rick! Is it okay if Miranda goes first? I'm going to have to mix up another batch--it shouldn't take too long, though."
"Sure, Jim. So long as she helps me out again..." Miranda glanced over and smiled at him. God, the desire to get something in back there was growing!
Jim turned back to the table--his huge udders swelling against the floor again. "You know, Jim, you might want to have the second batch, too. Uh... I mean, I want to change back and everything, but you'd better change back first."
Rick turned back to his udders--he realized he wanted udders the size of Jim's. God, what was happening to him? Maybe he shouldn't have been so giving...but it all felt SOOOOO good. Jim was watching Miranda--her breasts WERE beginning to shrink. The relief of a cure once again spread through Rick and he calmed down. He may be feeling weird, but even that should be fixed before too long.
Once Jim returned to the chemicals, Miranda walked over--still hunched over, but walking easier, her tits being about 3/4 the size they had been. She whispered in Rick's cow-like ear, "So, you like that, do you? Let's see what you'll do with this little item I keep in my purse." She pulled out a vibrator and began to play it over Rick's udders. Rick bellowed a moo of sheer pleasure, then covered his mouth in embarrassment. "I thought so. Now let's put it to real use..."
The next couple of hours passed in a blur for Rick--the sensation of the vibrator in his bovine pussy set his off in incredible pleasure. His uteral muscles contracted and squeezed like a cow, but the hard plastic didn't give. It was incredible....but he began to wonder about how the real thing would feel. Eventually the batteries died. Rick glanced around...Jim sat there watching the two of them.
"Interesting. You're really making the best of this, aren't you? I've finished up my batch. I'll start on yours next." He downed the concoction. "You may want to be a bit more careful, Rick. Don't get too carried away. I can see you're not going to wander off." He pointed down, and Rick saw that his own udders hung nearly to his ankles! God, they were huge! He was split in the horror and pleasure of it all.
It was then that:
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