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She reels in the aftershock of her first milking, but once she realizes what she did, she's eager to go for it again. Trying to recall what she's seen in passing on milking cows, she tries to pull more milk from her heavy udder, and is almost immediately rewarded with that unusual pleasure. She chastises herself for thinking with such a dirty mind and giving into her changing form so readily, but even as she does, the fur growing on her body spreads over her arms. Her fingers fuse into hooves, and her hands grow longer while her upper arms grow shorter. With her body resembling a true a cow more and more by the second, her only current complaint is that she can't milk herself with arms, now front legs, like these.

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You know, if I just left her as a cow anthro, she'd probably be pretty happy once she got used to it. Shame. 

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