This is new...
It's really all you could think, staring down at that bag of flesh...your enormous, bulbous udder. This was beyond anything you'd ever experienced, beyond horror, disgust, humor...your mind struggled to find the proper reaction.
Seeing those alien legs tipped with hooves, those legs that weren't your own, yet watching them move when you moved them...feeling the soft, pliable, warm skin of your udder partly resting against them, permanently nestled between them...you shifted your weight and attempted to pull your knees together, but that pink fleshy growth would only yield so far before the pain of squeezing it became too great. No way to get around it...you relaxed and let your legs fall back into a more natural position, and watched a trickle of milk drip down one of the teats.
That's all it took...you'd only moved your legs around a bit, and already drawn out the first few leaking droplets. So full, practically ready to burst...
How can you live like this? Is there anyone coming to help you...?