Four in the morning. It was four in the morning and a young moogle stood in front of an open fridge with his ears drooped. He was starving, yet… he wasn’t sure what he desired for a midnight snack. He was tempted to snack on shredded cheese, but that screamed everything except healthy. Erakir was wearing striped yellow and white pajamas late at night as his eyes skimmed the refrigerator. He had just restocked yesterday so there was plenty to pick from, it was a matter of picking whatever he was hungry for the most.  “Oh, right!” Well, it wasn’t food, but it would do.

Erakir pulled out a gallon of milk. “Ah, 3785 milliliters of milk!” He said, and then paused. Who the heck said it that way? He was so tired he wasn’t himself! He poured himself a glass of fresh milk, which strangely came from a purple colored cap. He knew there was milk with yellow, blue, red, and pink caps, but purple was new. He didn’t question the color of the cap. As far as he was concerned, milk was milk, and this quenched his… thirst, not hunger. “Okay, back to bed.” He yawned as he put the milk away and went back to sleep for the night and dreamt of a lot of… well… emptying out the pressure in his hardening cock. He twisted and turned as he managed to hold back his bladder, but it was the kind of dream one had when they really needed to use the toilet.

Erakir awoke again, this time early in the morning, a bit earlier than he needed to wake up, but that was due to the pressure down there. He shifted in his bed and got up, but immediately noticed a bulge on his crotch. Well, of course he had an erection, it made it all the harder to relieve himself, but there was… something else that was bothersome. He reached down with his fuzzy hands and felt his balls. “They feel swollen. Both of them.” He mumbled. Well, it wasn’t an uneven growth, they were both just feeling… full and plump.
“I guess pee really is stored in the balls.” He said with a smile, chuckling to himself as he went into the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, Erakir pulled down his pajama pants and glanced down at his shaft, thankful that the erection went away, but something wasn’t right about his sex. He noticed his cock was… definitely plump. With a shrug, he let loose into the toilet and saw that even his urine was strange, cloudy and pale in color, nothing like normal. He knew that clear colored urine meant very hydrated while dark meant dehydration, and any color close to red meant a trip to the emergency room, but… cloudy and pale? Was that worth going to the ER for? Well, maybe not the hospital, but definitely a search online later today, but he had errands to run! “At least I’m empty.” He said with a roll of his eyes. With one flush, he got dressed and then grabbed a quick breakfast. Besides the strange incident with his cock, Erakir's morning was the same as any other. He didn't bother sitting as his… bulge felt uncomfortable. He knew he was going to have to sit on his bike, but he'd deal with that problem later. He wasn't that swollen that it would be problematic, it was more the sensitivity that was getting to him. He helped himself to another glass of milk, the same kind he had yesterday. He spent this time enjoying the rich creamy taste, enjoying a quick drink before he got outside, hopped on his bike, and rode off to the grocery store, his first stop for the day. Nothing woke him up like a bike ride! Pedaling a bike and feeling a cool breeze in the otherwise warm weather was a relief. He shut his eyes with a smile, briefly forgetting the thing between his legs. It was only when he scooched back in his seat did he feel the soft… things. Ugh, he had to get his mind off them! "I'm getting muffins and a few other things from the grocery store. I'm also getting oranges and… god, at least they aren't the size of oranges." It was hard to lose his focus between his legs. The moogle repeatedly shifted in his seat. It wasn't that he felt pain from his growth, it was more… arousal as the pressure from his seat pressed onto his testicles, giving him a feeling akin to a sensual massage.

'Maybe… maybe I should schedule a doctor appointment.' He thought, but it'd be humiliating to speak about. He casually thought about how bad it would be to admit his balls felt swollen and it felt so good to stroke them. He didn't have any bizarre lumps, they were just… bigger. By the time he arrived at the grocery store, it felt almost impossible to ride his bike without shifting forward and letting his… bulge sit forward. Yet, despite being so big and aroused, he wasn't erect. Small miracles, as an erection would be hard to hide when he had two large spheres pulling his pants already. He got off his bike and looked between his legs. He looked as if he… stuffed his underwear to look bigger, but in this case it was actually true that he had swelled up quite a bit. He hoped nobody would notice.

Erakir parked his bike up front and locked it. The grocery store was fairly busy, and while he normally wasn't a huge fan of many people, he would take that today as that would mean he'd just be another face in the crowd. No need to pay attention to him or any of his assets. Still, he couldn't erase the blush on his face as he walked inside and grabbed a basket.

Erakir hated looking up at everything, the one biggest downside to being a moogle was his height. He usually didn't let it get to him, but today felt worse than normal.
He just hoped he wouldn't need assistance reaching the higher shelves as that meant he'd have to ask someone for aid, and then they'd look at him, and then they might look...He between his legs! He wasn't that egotistic that he needed massive… squishy… pleasurable things!

Erakir walked along, feeling his huge orbs continuously brush against his thighs with each step. He was almost surprised this didn't turn him on, but his mind was busy with other things. He almost felt as if he were in one of those magical stories of transformation, but such things didn't exist in this world. The fact there were anthros and planemorphs and pokemon and moogles didn't mean magic existed! So… what was it? 
'It looks like I did no nut November effortlessly and this is the reward I get, but what makes balls swell besides… the deadly thing? And it can't be that, they're too… squishy.' He would feel up his sex, but he knew better to do that in public.

Erakir started in the fruits and vegetables section, the spot in any grocery store would have right up front. He tried to recall his grocery list, but his eyes kept fixating on… round objects. Apples, oranges, melons, watermelons… he brought a bike with a basket, he couldn’t carry that much home with him! “Okay I need…” He tried talking to himself to distract his thoughts, yet he had to keep adjusting his pants that were riding down, and he damn well knew why. He decided to start where it was less… crowded so people would look at him less. He wasn’t sure if people were looking at him, but it felt like it. He wondered if he shouldn’t go to the freezer section and hang out around the chilled ice cream in some sort of vain attempt to shrink his balls, but he knew that wouldn’t happen. Everything he passed reminded him of what was going on between his legs. The fruits and vegetables were obvious, especially the rotound ones, but he passed meats and that reminded him of how big his meatsack was. He kept on walking past the snacks and the cereals. The cereals with big round shapes, just like… he had to get his head out of the gutter somehow!

All the way back at the grocery store, Erakir found some milk, including the milk he had bought from before. He wasn’t sure why, but he blamed this change on that milk! Yeah! He hadn’t been transformed since the milk! It was a silly thing to blame, but what other thing was there? He opened up the fridge door and grabbed one of the jugs. He looked back at it to see where it was produced, and surprisingly it was within an hour of where he lived! Maybe he could pay this place a visit. The name of the place, Myu’s farms, also sounded very strange, and yet vaguely familiar.

“Mommy mommy! That man is trying to steal something!” A child yelled.

Erakir turned his head to see a child pointing directly at him. His ears immediately lowered. He returned the milk to the fridge and quickly rushed to the next aisle before the mother said anything, or noticed. He was forced to hear the child speak about how Erakir was… ‘loading his pants with things to steal’ according to the child. The grocery store was no place for a moogle developing something so big and massive!
No doubt he was attracting the eyes of many other people. He swore he hadn’t swelled up that much, but a glance down confirmed how much bigger he was. He had to see this change for himself, but he needed a more private setting. Moreover, he had to use the bathroom again. He knew that was one negative side effect of… that bad thing happening to swelling testicles was needing to use the bathroom a lot. Still, it was better than being out here in public. Fuck the grocery list, he had his body to take care of!

He walked into the bathroom. He then pulled down his pants and underwear before looking down at his testicles once more. There was no doubt, his furry sack was larger. Curiously, he reached down and gave them a soft squeeze. He couldn't help but shudder slightly in pleasure over the feeling. "Ahn… yet… as he suspected, there were no hard lumps. The testicle felt as soft and squishy as ever; it actually felt fuller in addition to being at least four times its normal size. "Argh. Why are my balls so big?" He said quietly. He rushed into a stall with a blush on his face, totally forgetting this was a public bathroom. He still had to use the bathroom speaking of which, but deep down he feared using it. The pressure inside of him, in his… new growth was strong, but he knew that shouldn’t be the case when it came to normally peeing.

Erakir kept his eyes fixated between his legs. Not only was his… well, his balls that he kept thinking of countless, countless times, but his cock had changed too. There was a pink hue to his shaft and it was closer to his sack, as if it had decreased in size. Moreover, he had… three pink stubs as well? He reached down to feel one of them, but hesitated. He feared what he might think if these stubs were hard. Or worse, very pleasurable to the touch. ‘I have to go see the doctor. I have to go to the ER or something. I can just show them this and say that they have to fix it!’ He tried to pull his pants back up, only to find it was much harder to pull up his pants than it was to take them off, of course. It would have been too easy if his pants zipped back up with no hassle.

With a flustered sigh, Erakir struggled with his pants and zipper. His face turned almost as pink as his crotch. With one rough pull, he let loose a soft moan that had a hint of a bovine moo behind it. The small stub that was his shaft unleashed a squirt of fluid, reminding him why he came into this bathroom in the first place. He didn’t even try to go, he just… went, though he stopped going once he let go of his big… thing. ‘Ugh… this feels so good. Calm down Erakir, you’re only here because you wanted to pee.’ He had made the joke about pee being stored in his balls, but he knew that wasn’t true. Still, based on the pressure between his legs, something wasn’t right about where something was being stored. He was large, bigger than before,, the most he had felt throughout his life, yet when he tried to relax his muscles to urinate, nothing came out. “W-what?” He had just seen a bit come out before! Why couldn’t he get any more out?

After sitting in front of the toilet and waiting, he groaned aloud. “Dammit, all I wanna do is pee. I don’t care how big you are, stupid giant sexy balls.” He grabbed his spheres to push them down between his legs once more, right into his pants, but shuddered as he held onto them. ‘Uhn… f-fuck…’ He thought to himself. Touching one’s private parts did give good feelings, it’s something that many people wind up learning on their own at some point. However, feeling his entire sex, testicles and cock, it shouldn’t feel this good!

Erakir briefly wondered if he were capable of orgasm with his sex so transformed. He thought the only thing he could do was play around and find out. He was in a public bathroom, but the stall was closed, so as long as he stayed quiet, then he’d be fine. He slowly raised up his big… thing, something that he wanted to find another word for besides balls, testicles, nutsack, the thing between his legs was something else entirely by now, he knew it wasn’t the same sex from before. He took a deep breath and shuddered as he held onto it. The pleasure subsided as his furry hands held underneath his big thing. He heard sloshing inside, which just confused him. Cum didn’t slosh around like that! He released his big sphere and let it drop, almost pulling him forward with how big it was! He managed to put his hands on the walls, but he was unable to help but moan at the feeling of his… thing bouncing in front of him and sloshing about.

After some more time in the bathroom and making no progress, he pulled his pants up again, he managed to pull them up and close the zipper this time after pushing his big things down. He felt a small squirt of liquid, but he ignored it, he obviously wasn’t going right now, no matter how bad the pressure was. He opened up the door and turned his head to the left and right to see that a few men were looking at him strangely. In fact, every man in the bathroom had their eyes looking right at his direction.
“Erm… sorry. Shyness to pee in public.” He said with his face still red.

Erakir still had some grocery shopping to do. He wasn’t going to let some big things get in his way! He had to stop thinking about what was between his legs, about the size, the sloshing, the… strange way his cock looked and the three other strange protrusions. No, he had to shop, get home, and then get a doctor appointment! Everything else was secondary, and the dirty thoughts he had should be dead last!

Erakir did his best to ignore the many eyes and comments from people. He wasn’t doing anything wrong or illegal, so why should he let the comments from countless mouths get to him? He walked around the grocery store with a… well, he tried to walk with stride and confidence, but it was getting a little awkward to walk.
Erakir was thankful he had wings! He fluttered them and flew upwards so he could get around with that, but he knew they weren’t strong enough to carry him far. He never worked on them very much, usually he’d fly up to grab what he wanted and then back down on the ground, and it was showing after only a few moments of flying, he had to land as his muscles couldn’t stand it.

Grocery shopping felt as if it was taking forever. He still had this huge pressure between his legs, but Erakir was incapable of releasing it, even though he had a wet splotch. ‘Ugh. Maybe if I tugged and squeezed it.’ He thought to himself with a mental groan. He picked up his supplies from the grocery in the back and worked his way forward. As he walked, he continued to feel his thighs brush up against his… he didn’t want to keep referring to what he usually called them. That part of the body never got any damn attention up until today! He had half a mind to call an ambulance and get it looked at now, but the idea humiliated him to no end.
It also felt… exciting.

Erakir had honestly forgotten what else he came here for. He wanted to pick up a few things, and he had a few things, but what else did he want? He wished he had kept notes, but he thought the list was so small that it wouldn’t matter. ‘Ok, I don’t need milk as I have plenty of that at home.’ He thought with a light shudder as his… things sloshed. ‘Cookies, because I want a snack. I got them. I also got… uhn… fuck… I can’t… ahn.’ For better or worse, he was incapable of cumming. At least, he thought he was, and he wasn’t going to try to find out now! With what few items he had, he rushed to the self-checkout, though his quickened pace caused him to trip and drop his items all over the cold hard floor in front of him. Thankfully he had nothing breakable, but he landed right on the squishy thing between his legs. Unable to help himself, he let out a deep sudden moan that had a strong moo to it.

It was as if the whole world froze. Erakir felt the eyes of countless people staring directly at him. He blushed deeply, wishing he could undo this and walk off, but here he was on the ground with his squishy attachment touching the ground and he himself with a deep blush on his face, and very humiliated. Ugh, why did things turn out this way? His mind went wild while the world spun slowly around him. He pulled himself up, but his pants were soaking wet, and a grocery store was no place to find a replacement! He wasn’t going to take the time to go search for pants either, especially with a leaking… calling it a cock at this point would be wrong, as he knew no sex that looked like what he had. He wanted to get another glance at it, but not in public, even if his pants were getting too tight for him to contain it.

Erakir tried to keep his composure as he tried to continue on as if nothing was happening, yet he now had a huge wet splotch between his legs, a warm one that didn’t smell like pee, but… milky. He was done with this grocery store. He made a mental note to find a new grocery store in a new town and go by another name, like Edwardo.

With a bag in hand and keeping his pants up with his other, Erakir walked outside with his paid for goods and looked back at his bike. That’s right, he rode his bike here and now he had to bring it back home. He placed his bag in a small container attached to his bike and hopped onto it. His eyes went wide as he was quick to realize his mistake and he jumped right back off. He had expected to encounter immeasurable pain from squishing his… thing down there, but instead there was a lot of pleasure, arousal that would not fade easily. ‘Ugh! If only I could cum or something.’ He thought to himself, but he knew better than to do such a thing out in the open, or even try that in the public bathroom. Either way, he was not going to be able to ride home on his bike with his thing so swollen. Worse yet, walking was getting so difficult. He had to hold his pants up and walk with the thing rubbing his thighs constantly, chafing him underneath his fur. ‘Maybe I should just call a cab, but I can’t fit my bike in one. Worse yet, they aren’t going to take me if I’m…leaking.’ Regrettably, Erakir grabbed onto his bike and brought it home, walking and taking the very long route to stay out of the prying eyes of others. He needed time to think about what was going on. Why was he growing so big? It didn’t cause him any pain. He knew someone who studied medical science, and he had to check his phone as he walked home a few times to see if anyone had a similar case of what he was experiencing, but what was the best way to describe it?
“It’s a damn udder.” He said aloud. “An udder disaster.” He added with a groan. Yes, there was no doubt that he had looked just like the attachment of the cow. His own penis nowhere to be found. He wasn’t even sure he had a sex anymore. He imagined himself telling someone his gender. ‘Oh, I’m a cow’ casually.

It took Erakir four times as long to get home as it normally would. He had some refrigerator food, but it was undoubtedly spoiled in the basket.

Once back home, Erakir let out a sharp yelp of frustration. What kind of hellhole day was this? All that happened was… he got massively huge. There was no doubt about what he had now must have been an udder, but the question was how he got it, or how a moogle could even have such a thing in the first place! The strain to keep his pants up was too much, and worse yet was that he knew one spot was dribbling from the pressure of his pants pressing up against him just right, which helped relieve modest pain, but at the same time it was making a massive mess!

Erakir’s pants fully tore open and left only his underwear intact, showing off his big sphere with four smaller ones protruding. He pulled down his underwear and fully exposed himself, now safely in the comforts of his own home, and there he saw the fully grown and fully developed udder between his legs. He was no longer a man, but he had an udder instead of a cock. How the hell was he supposed to relieve himself when he had to use the bathroom? Which he still very much felt as if he had to go, even if he knew he physically couldn’t without a sex now. He waddled over to a large mirror and lifted his udder up. Sure enough, he had nothing between his legs. “What am I supposed to do with this stupid thing?!” At least it stopped dripping, but the pressure was getting painful.

Frustrated, Erakir stormed off to his room. He held onto his phone and decided to look up a doctor to call and speak with. He figured fuck it, he’d find someone, but unfortunately nobody was able to see him at the moment. He took so long getting home that the doctor’s office closed. The hospital remained an option, but he wanted to speak with a random doctor from outside of town on the phone, someone that didn’t know him and someone that would never see him, not his actual doctor and not going somewhere in public with this massive embarrassing udder. How was he supposed to live like this? His udder was so giant on a poor moogle like himself! Flight would be impossible with his tiny wings. “This is udderly ridiculous!” He paused, and then groaned at his own pun. “How could this get any worse?”

Erakir laid on his back and looked at the big thing between his legs, his udder, and lack of sex. He reached down and gave it a slow sensual stroke and moaned softly. This big pink orb was incredibly sensitive and it didn’t let up on the pleasure even when his hands let go! Was this how cows felt when they got milked?
…milked. The moogle had to think about that for a moment, the moogle with a cow attachment. He touched one of the nipples and bit his lip. The arousal was even greater there. He had experimented with touching his nipples on his chest once and it was good, but this was at least ten times that. ‘Okay, these things don’t have voluntary muscles I can flex, so I can’t just squeeze and milk them. But.. a farmer squeezes a nipple and tugs down, right? Is that how it works?’ He was afraid to try it. Sweat poured from his body, his pupils stared down at his new accessory, and his heart pounded so hard he swore he saw a miniature jackhammer from inside his chest.

Screw it, Erakir had it with this damn thing. At first he was afraid that anyone would see this orb with nipples, but the longer he had it, the more it filled with milk, and the more emotion that filled him. If he was going to go see a doctor, or at least speak with one over the phone, then he had to be sure that this was what he thought it was! Not that he knew what he would do once he confirmed it, but one thing at a time.

Erakir wrapped his fingers delicately around the base of one of the swollen nipples. Each big pointed thing in the udder looked identical to one another. Had he been asked to point at which was once his cock, he would not have been able to identify it. He took deep slow breaths as his heart continued to race. He closed his eyes and slowed his mind. He couldn't believe he was about to do what he was going to, but he had to know. With a quick tighter squeeze and a firm tug…
"M-moo!" Erakir couldn't stop himself! It felt so… natural to make that noise. He squeezed another nipple and moaned again, a noise that very strongly resembled a cow's moo. 'Why does this feel so good?' He thought, giving another tug after tug, swapping between the four nipples. While this was an amazing sensation, one thing that hadn't happened was milk coming out from any of the udders, or any sort of liquid for that matter. 

'Mmm…maybe I have to… have to be in the bathroom?' The moogle pondered. Why was nothing coming out? At this point he didn't care if he made a massive mess of… whatever would come out of his udder, or whatever it was between his legs. He checked his phone, not to call a doctor, but to figure out how a cow was properly milked, and blushed immensely at the thought of needing to view such videos, it was akin to watching someone trying to masturbate someone else, at least with how sensitive he felt. ‘If cows feel this sensitive, I’m never going to look at those animals the same way again.’

After a little bit of browsing the internet, Erakir grabbed one nipple and gave it a tug, using the procedure he found online he didn’t fully squeeze it, but he tugged it and gave a small pinch at the nipple. With a splurt a shot of white liquid came out. Erakir gasped, feeling as if he both orgasmed and urinated at the exact same time, and only from one nipple! “Uhn!” F-fuck. That… that felt… good.” His cheeks reddened. He had a long way to go to relieve himself of all this pressure, but he didn’t want to make a big giant mess…

Erakir settled into the bathroom and removed his clothes. He sat in the tub with his face still red. He was chilly, but being naked in a tub would do that. With no clothing and sitting in a place that would drain his milk, he grabbed his nipples with two hands and gave alternating squeezes. He moaned a bovine moo as he milked himself, squirt after squirt of milk shot into the air  before landing on either the udder, or himself before it dribbled down onto the tiled tub and into the drain. He couldn’t help himself as he milked his big huge thing and relieved so much pressure, and he was having so much pleasure while doing so!

Unable to resist, he leaned down with surprising flexibility and put his lips around one of the nipples. He suckled one and managed to get milk into his maw. The white stuff from his udder even tasted like milk! It should have been so disgusting, yet he couldn’t stop himself. It felt too good to stop, and it relieved all the pressure from his udder. He had a lot to deal with when it came to that big annoying thing between his legs, and figuring out how he’d get his old cock back, but for now… 
…
He’d just call this an udder inconvenience. 