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
As the pendant touched his coat it began to glow blue over the male symbol, and pink over the female. The Pegasus stallion could feel a surge of warmth between his hind legs.
He feels the warmth hit him and, both curious and worried, he tries to look there
