As he sets the bell down it topples over on its side. While the chime is still pleasant. It doesn't seem to ring in Pewnys mind like it once did.
He gets nervous at first but then sighs in relief that it didn’t do it again “Alright, so firstly…” He grabs a piece of thin rope and ties the heart of the bell to ensure it stays silent.
Once the bell was off the udder quickly shriveled up and vanished leaving the tubes to wildly spas around on the floor sucking at nothing. Pewnys coat soon turned black and the horns retracted into his head. It didn't even hurt. Not for a second.
He sighs in relief as he turns back to normal “Thank GOD that’s over…” He says, turning off the machine and then gently laying the bell down, careful so it doesn’t make a sound
As he began to pull the bell off he noticed his reflection in the mirror. He looked cute. Even sexy with his pink little nose his soft spotted hide, and his long swishy tail. The Pegasus couldn't help but let out a final moo as he removed the bell.
He sees that in the mirror and thinks to himself “While I don’t intend to use this… maybe giving this to someone isn’t a bad idea”
As Pewny finally gave in the udder began to shrink. Something about it all just felt so relaxing. Occasionally his body would spasm in pleasure and he could hear the bells wonderful ring. It was such a relaxing sound. It wasn't long before the bell started to loosen around Pewnys neck.
Even if relaxed and feeling rather good from all this, he can immediately feel the bell becoming loose as he pulls on it again, trying to take it off
The milker began to suck harder and faster. It hurt a little at first, but the pain quickly subsided and was replaced with orgasmic pleasure as the milkers massive tank slowly filled up.
He moos in excitement, seemingly giving up on trying to control it as the machine keeps on working, he is glad feeling become ‘empty’
As he turned it on and put on the milkers he could feel his body be overwhelmed with pleasure. As a steady stream of milk surged forth all the Pegasus could do was lie back and cry and moo in pleasure as he gave in.
“M-moo…” He moos out as it milks his weird new body part, hoping it ends up quickly. Trying to ensure it he cranks up the machine from 1 up to 3.
As he plugs it in and flips it on he'll notice there's a dial for the suction strength. It went from one to ten. Currently it was at one. small droplets of milk could be seen dribbling from his teats. Each eagerly quivering in anticipation to have a sucker placed over them.
“Let’s just fucking get over with this… I sure hope I can remove the cowbell later…” He turns on the machine
As the Pegasus turned cowpony mooed he could feel a shudder of pleasure run down his spine. Some part of him almost begged to give into it. At least for a little while. His udder ached to be milked, perhaps it was time to plug the milker in and put it to use?
“F-fuck… it…” He says as he gives in and grabs the milker, slowly and carefully putting it on “I really hope this…. will do the trick” he sighs
AS Pewny pulled the bell seemed to tighten around the Pegasus's neck and glow even brighter. He could feel his new teats grow increasingly sensitive. Even the slightest brush against them felt incredible. He could feel a tickle in his throat. It was the urge to moo again.
“G-goddamnit…” He groans out, still trying to pull it off of his neck, but the urge is way too strong as he let’s out another “MOOO!” out of him… He starts to realize this swelling is what may need to be dealt with
Pewny struggled for a moment to get the bell off. For something that seemed so wrong it felt oddly right. The clasp on the belt began to slowly give away.
“Get… off… you damn… old… piece… of magic… metal!” He keeps trying to get it off him
Pewny could feel something in his new udder. Was it still growing? No, it was swelling. No wonder the damn thing came with a milker!
“No…. nope… Hahahahaha, NO!” He says and takes off the cowbell “If this is what I THINK it is, then nope, not doing this. Nothing in this world can force me to continue being a cow!”
the bulge in his belly continued to expand. Four small nubs began to sprout from the main bulge. He was turning into a cowpony. Udder and all. As the grey patches finally turned white and the udder finished coming in Pewny had the strangest urge to moo.
“Oh for the love of… MOOOOO” he blushes furiously as that slips out of his mouth “Why in the unholly hell did I even do that… Like, seriously.” He sighs “Why did I think putting on a possibly magical cowbell on me can turn out good… Now I’m a damn cow… moooo… F*$#!”
Looking up by his ears he could see a tiny pair of nub horns coming in. Slowly the grey patches turned white and the Pegasus's belly began to bulge and pinken.
He notices all the changes and goes “NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE” he is quite stupid, isn’t he
As he put the bell on it began to give off a faint glow. Pewnys entire body felt warm. He noticed his nose was turning pink and most of his coat seemed to be fading to grey.
He looks at himself in the mirror and facepalms “Of course it’s magic… Now I’m weirdly warm and discolored… what’s going to happen next, and why am I so stupid?”
A strange thought crossed Pewny's mind. What would somepony look like wearing it?
“Hmmm… I will have to check it…” As soon as he gets home he looks in the mirror and puts it on, mostly expecting to look completely stupid
