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Peter yawns softly, reaching up to rub the back of his head. Smacking his lips a bit, noticing they felt rather dry. He was thirsty, more than he ever had been before. Sticking his tongue out a bit as the foul dry taste dances across his mouth. "Eugh.. I should probably drink more water before bed." He muses aloud, making his way out of the room and towards the kitchen. Grabbing a cup he puts it in the sink and goes to turn on the water. At least at first, as he twists the tap the water just seems to stop. He pauses for a moment. "Hrmm?" He grumbles in his sleepy state. Trying to turn the tap a few more times. Even trying the hot water only to get absolutely nothing. Frowning he eventually shakes his head and sighs. "You've got to be kidding me.." He mumbles, crossing his arms before turning his attention towards the fridge. He wasn't even sure what else he had.

Opening up the fridge he scans the racks humming slightly, tilting his head as he takes it all in. There was almost nothing to drink in the fridge aside from a carton of milk towards the back. He didn't remember having that, and he didn't really know how long it was back there. Likely just having forgotten about it, wincing slightly but not having anything else and absolutely thirsty he didn't have much of a choice as he reached back, pushing aside some of the other objects as he pulled it out. Looking over the carton he looks for some kind of expiration date. But after a good few moments he can't seem to find it. Though opening up the carton and giving it a quick sniff he frowns a bit, raising a brow. He knew he didn't buy this recently but it smelled totally new.

But after a bit more debate he figured he shouldn't question it, after all it was still good. So who was he to complain. Grabbing his glass from the sink he sets it on the table and pours himself a quick glass. Humming slightly to himself before putting the carton back, lifting up the glass and tilting it back as he eagerly chugs it down. As soon as the milk hits his taste buds his eyes widen as a strange shutter goes through his body. Murring slightly as he puts the glass back down, smiling slightly. "O-oh wow. T-that's delicious~" He muses aloud, quickly grabbing the Carton again as he pours another glass. This time taking a look at the name with a small grunt. "Mootaur Milk?" He reads, tilting his head to the side. "Some kind of play on Minotaur or something?" He wonders as he quickly downs another glass of milk. Seeing as he didn't exactly have anything else to drink he grabs his water bottle and swiftly fills it to the brim with milk.

Once he is done he puts the milk carton back into the fridge, grabs his bag and slips his water bottle into the side pocket as he starts to make his way out of his dorm room. He didn't even bother checking up on his dorm mate yet, simply sending him a text that the water was out and there was a really good carton of milk in the fridge. Though as he's making his way out he can't help but notice a strange tingling in his stomach. Pausing right outside of his door he frowns softly. Reaching a hand down to his stomach, giving it a few quick rubs. He wasn't sure what it was but he could feel four small bumps on his stomach. Maybe it was just acne or something, but they were weirdly spread, almost even in a way.

Shrugging it off however he starts his walk down the halls, reaching down every once in a while to scratch a bit at his stomach, noticing the flesh was a bit more pink around there, and quite a bit more sensitive. Just rubbing it was enough to send a few small jolts of pleasure through his body, making him stiffen up with each rub, quickly pulling his hand back. Before going in for another quick rub or two. As he's making his way down the hall he spots his friend walking up and next to him. He noticed his friend was looking slightly taller than normal. Maybe he got some new shoes or something. But he did certainly look at least a few inches taller. "Hey dude, you having issues with your water at all?" He questions tilting his head as the two of them walk side by side. "Been drinking nothing but milk since I woke up. Can't be drinking right before class after all.. As much as I want to.." He whispers that last part before chuckling and looking at his friend.

Peter gives a quick nod and sigh. "Yeah I am, and pretty much the same here. Nothing around here really but milk it seems." He replies with a small laugh of his own. "At least it's good. You hear about this Mootaur milk? Found it in my fridge, don't remember buying it but it's damn good." As Peter explains this he notices his friend perking up quite a bit, quickly growing interested.

"Yeah! That shit appeared in my fridge too! I don't remember getting it but my dorm mate probably did. Maybe Jack picked up a carton for you as well?" He questions, referring to Peter's dorm mate. But Peter just shakes his head at that, tilting his head back. "Nah he wouldn't do that. You know he doesn't leave the dorm unless it's for class. Even if he does order anything it's nothing but unhealthy crap after all." He says with a small shrug and groan of annoyance, his friend chuckles and pats him on the back.

"Hey look at it this way, at least you got something to drink yeah?" His friend offers a warm smile to Peter, getting another chuckle and nod from the man as he turns forwards. "By the way I don't know what's up with it, but man my tailbone has been tinglin like a bitch since this morning. Might get it looked at a bit later." He explains, rubbing the area right above his ass with a small huff.

"Hmm yeah maybe you sat on it wrong or something?" He questions tilting his head to the side as he notices something strange. He swore that the tips of his friend's ears looked longer than normal. Like someone had stretched them out and in turn they had drooped over."You doing something new with your ears?" Peter asks, reaching up to lightly rub them. His friend jumps slightly at the feeling, shuttering from the feeling as just for a moment Peter swore he heard his friend let out a quiet 'mooo' but he shakes it off thinking he was just trying to mess with him.

"H-hey watch it~" His friend blushes deeper but chuckles as he swats Peter's hand away. Blushing softly as he offers a slight smile to the other man. "You know how sensitive my ears can be, come on don't want anyone getting the wrong idea after all." He remarks, giving his friend a wave of his hand, and a teasing smirk that makes Peter blush softly. "Either way, nah I haven't done anything with my ears. Just like they've always been you know~" He explains with a quick nod. "Anyways I should probably get going, I don't want to be late for class, and I'm sure you don't either." He says, and before Peter can get another word in, his friend is already starting to speed off. While he's walking away the man can't help but notice a small, barely noticeable bump right above his ass. With a shake of his head he tries to write it off as nothing special. Just that irritation that he was talking about.

Slipping his hands into his pocket he starts to walk again, though as he walks he begins to notice a few other things around him. A few other people were talking amongst each other, all of them drinking milk, from either cups, or bottles. He tilts his head, everyone was just drinking milk today, it made sense since the water seemed to be out. Yet it was interesting to see everyone drinking the exact same thing. He knew there were some people who couldn't drink milk for whatever reason, and yet even they seemed to be drinking the white creamy drink. He figured at least one or two if not more would be drinking something else, like a smoothie, or even soda. But every single person he saw was drinking that thick creamy milk.

As he makes his way out the dorm he's not exactly paying attention to where he was walking, looking down at his phone, checking the school website to check for any news or updates on the water situation. While walking his body seems to swell up a few inches. Growing a bit taller, and already being quite tall as he pushes open the door he happens to bonk his head right against the top of the doorframe. Making him yelp in surprise quickly stepping back. Getting a few looks from others in the entrance hall. In his embarrassed state he didn't quite notice people had changed a bit further. Some people's skin seemed to have some thick fuzz growing over their body. Patches of white and black over their form, others had weird growths on their stomachs. Thick pink mounds of flesh with four nubs. They almost looked like.. Udders like a cow.

Blushing heavily and more concerned with how he just embarrassed himself he rushes out of the dorm room. As he steps out though he does pause for a moment looking back to the door and the frame. Noticing just how small it was compared to him. Did he go through a growth spurt overnight? Reaching a hand down he rubs at his stomach again, for a moment his body just gives out on his as strong jolts of pleasure shoot through him as he touches that growth on his stomach. Gasping as he lets out a small, quiet moan before shaking his head trying to keep himself collected. Before looking down towards his gut. The area right below his stomach seemed to have swollen up. The skin looked a lot more pink, a bright pink not skin tone pink. Shivering he reaches a hand down, noticing the bumps on his stomach seemed to have swollen up a bit further.

Upon grasping them another strong jolt of pleasure shoots through his form making him groan out again as a thick stream of milk shoots from the tip of the teat. A few others walking by, people with noticeably large udders chuckle a bit to themselves. Smiling slightly as he manages to hear a few whispers from them. "Man, someone needs a good milking~" One of the passerbyers said as if it was totally normal. Peter can't help but stare down at the puddle of milk that had quickly formed on the ground. Blushing even deeper as he stares down at the still swelling udder between his legs. Having grown nice and heavy, sway along the ground. Sloshing and wobbling around as he groans softly.

"W-what the hell?" He questions, staring down at his teats, reaching down his other free hand, gripping another teat as he turns them upwards. Feeling just how much milk was in there, his jaw drops noticing small white fuzz around the edges. Was he becoming a cow? How was this possible? He couldn't help but think he had to be dreaming, there was no way this was real, and yet as he gives those tears another soft yank the pleasure coursing through his form was way too real, he was fully awake, and yet no one else seemed to notice or care about what was happening. Many others walked around with their udders out in the open. Talking amongst each other and even complimenting said others as if nothing was wrong!

Trying to keep himself calm and focused he picks up the milk bottle from his back, tilting it back as he takes a quick swig of the bottle. Drinking down another good mouthful. As he stares around he can't help but think one thing. "I'm going crazy." That thought danced across his mind, making it hard to focus on anything else as he started to make his way through the campus. There was no explanation for this otherwise. People just don't start turning into weird cow things. He didn't even think about piecing together how the milk fit into all of this. That would just be silly after all. He just shakes his head and continues on. He couldn't be late to class after all, he wouldn't let whatever was going on in his head mess with his perfect record. So with a shake of his head he pushes forwards.

With each step he could feel his udder slosh around, bouncing from side to side as he huffs softly, a heavy blush spreading across his face as he continues to try and ignore it. Though with each step there came another change across his lower body, His feet began to change, shifting and transforming as his toes and nails began to harden and merge, his shoes quickly becoming tight and uncomfortable. He stops once, kneeling down to try and adjust them before suddenly seeing his shoes burst into pieces! Tearing apart as a yelp escapes his mouth. Drawing a few more eyes at him as his new hooves clop loudly against the ground.Once again feeling everyone staring at him he quickly starts to move again, breaking out into a bit of a gallop as he clops towards class. With each hoof fall fur slowly starts to creep up his legs, feeling his legs bend and twist being him. Turning digitigrade, wobbling under him slightly before they just stabilize allowing him to move with ease.

His brain seems to rewire itself ever so slightly, allowing him to move with ease. Looking down towards his legs he can't help but blush even deeper, his ears burning with what he thought was just embarrassment. But as he felt them flopping with each step he reached a hand up, pinching his much longer ears. He could easily feel the fur spreading across them. But it seems to stop at the base of his ears. Giving him two large, floppy cow ears. During all of this Peter just had no idea of what to make of this, and the fullness in his udder certainly didn't help as it continues to swell up. Looking up from being lost in thought he finds himself standing at the classroom door.

Peter stares at the door in front of him, his hand shaking slightly as he reaches out. He could hear a few others inside, but as he wraps his hand around the door he blushes, feeling his stomach rumble loudly before a loud BUUWOORRRP Escapes his mouth, belching loudly as he covers his mouth with a deep blush. The lingering aftertaste of the milk dances across his mouth, pushing him to drink down more as he lifts up the milk bottle, taking another swig as he steals his nerves and heads in. But as soon as he steps inside he stops seeing the various machinery lining the room. Large tanks lay next to each desk. Tubes flowing from the top before splitting into four different cups at the end. "M-milking machines?" Peter thinks aloud, not realizing anyone else was in the room until he hears a slight chuckle from behind him.

"Of course~ all of the classes have one~" His Professor remarks, chuckling softly as he stands up from his seat, disconnecting his own milking machine as he leads Peter further in and towards his seat. "Want some help getting into yours? I know how rough it can be getting it on~" He says, reaching down to feel over Peter's swollen milk bag giving it a few quick squeezes and gropes. Working out a few small moos of pleasure from the boy. He knew he should get away and get out of there. That none of this was right. But he was so full, he needed to be milked more than anything. His udder was just so full, he could already feel it starting to leak from the professor's touch alone. Dripping down onto the ground as the other half cow man chuckles softly. As Peter's stomach rumbles again he lets out another fat belch feeling his mind start to cloud over ever so slightly. Helping work him into a calmed state.

"I-I feel.. So full.." He mumbles out as the professor nods. Grabbing the millers as he squats down. As he does so the professor blasts out a short BLLRPT From his fat cow butt. Peter hadn't noticed until now but his professor wasn't wearing.. Anything below the belt. He was totally nude, and he could easily see the man's fat, flared.. Cow pussy? He was still pretty male presenting at least from the stomach up. But anything below his chest was quickly looking a lot more feminine, wide hips, fat udders. He could also notice two small bulges on either side of his lower abdomen. In fact looking down towards his pantless bottoms he noticed a similar set of bumps on his body as he seemed once again ever so slightly taller.

Once the machine was connected to Peter the professor gave a nod, standing back up as he gave Peter's udder a firm pat. Forcing another "Mooooooo!~" Of bliss out of him, within moments other Half-vows began wandering in. All of them with heavy udders and very visible cow pussies. Setting themselves up at their desks many of them belch or fart loudly as they get their milking machines on. As class starts Peter finds himself staring around, looking towards all of the others in the room, no one else seemed worried about this, and as he was starting to wonder if this was all somehow real, the pleasure, the milking. The stink of all the other cows in the room was getting to him, fogging his brain up. Making him love it more and more, there was nothing he could do about it, and that made his sex pulse with lustful need. Licking his lips as those two nubs on his upper torso start to swell and push out. Growing larger and larger with each passing second, fur shooting up his legs. Growing more furry with each passing second.

At this point he could barely make out whatever the professor was talking about as he lets rip a massive PPPLLLLRRRRRBBBBTTTT Asscheeks clapping and rippling as they fatten up his tail whipping around from the force of the blast as his pucker thickens up. Growing to a nice needy cow size. His eyes gaze down towards the milking machine at his side. Noticing the tank at the bottom seemed to lead into a pipe in the ground. He could see it bend in the direction towards the door. Frowning slightly he crosses his arms as his new pair of hooves thunk against the ground. The floor seems to twist and shift. The entire room transformed ever so slightly to accompany his new form. Desks pushing further away. Chairs vanishing completely as he looked around, everyone else was either in the middle of growing a second pair of legs. Having their torsos expand and stretch to fit their new four legs.

Furrowing his brow as he stares down at the pipe, eventually looking back up towards the front of the class. Raising a hand he blushes softly clopping around a bit, trying to adjust to fit his new elongated form. The professor looks over towards his direction, giving a quick nod as if to say 'go ahead'. Gulping Peter nods. "Uh excuse me sir, I uh, need to use the bathroom." He says, waving his hand a bit blushing heavily. He didn't really have to go, even if he was blasting PLLLRRBBT after FRRRPPT Along with an almost constant stream of belches. Rubbing softly at his stomach. A few groans escaping his mouth as he licks his lips. He hated just how good it all felt. Feeling his lower stomach jiggle around with just how full it was. At least by now his udders had shrunken down a bit having been milked down quite a bit, despite that he still seemed to be full as he was still producing more than enough for a constant stream squirting from his udders.

The professor looked over to Peter, having paused his lecture to bend over, eagerly munching down on some of the patches of grass that had begun to spring up all over the ground around them. In fact he hadn't noticed it until now but his hooves were lightly dusting across the ground, grinding into the dirt below. Kicking up some of the grass, the sight of it making his mouth water. "M-mrrroooff.. Yeah you can go, just be quick, we don't want to lose any of that delicious milk of yours~" He says with a low moo at the start and end. Peter blushing heavily at that, but not arguing with the professor as he quickly gets up, managing to maneuver his hind hoof to knock off the milking cup as he gallops out of the classroom.

Trotting along the campus he keeps his eyes on the ground. Looking at the bumpy areas of the ground, following the pipes. But he keeps getting distracted, and incredibly thirsty. He knew deep down that the milk, the Mootaur milk, was quite literally turning him into a massive Moo Taur. But it was just so good. So he couldn't really help himself as he reached back and took a giant swig of milk. Downing the entire bottle as he comes to the source of all the pipes. His dorm house.. His jaw drops but not wanting to stop there he pushes inside. Tail swatting around as he blasts a few more trumpting farts. Blushing he could feel another tingle flow through his body. Cock twitching hard as he groans.

"H-hrrff.. So hot.." He grumbles as his cock and balls begin to shrink in on themselves pulling into his body as he pants softly. Forming into a pair of fat cow lips that already begin to part and drip onto the ground, growing immensely wet with arousal as with that last drop of milk he had drank earlier he was fully turned into a female cow from the waist down. Even as his mind continues to cloud, getting harder and harder to think he still pushes forwards, opening the doors she steps inside. Lounging on the couch with her overfilled and leaking udder is her roommate. Glancing over she gives a lazy wave.

"Hmm hey could I get a bit of help with something. Haven't been out yet and I could really use a milking.." She mumbles pointing down towards her spread legs. Looking over she could easily see Peter's embarrassment, rolling her eyes, she gave a wave of her hand. "Hmm it's fine, come on we both know how much you love it.." She mumbles with a smirk, and she was right Peter couldn't help but move right in, splaying herself on the ground. She needed more of that delicious milk. Her head was so hazy, why did she come up here again? It was a bit hard to remember. She couldn't help but just smile softly, leaning in as she eagerly started to suckle on one of her roommate's teats. Eagerly drinking it down. She wasn't all too bothered by it anymore. Whatever she was worried about probably didn't matter all too much anyways, and considering how filled up her roommate was. She had all the time in the world to figure it out.