Her udder isn’t just for looks.

After a nice day of quiet solitude together, Tom and his wife retreated to their bedroom once night began to fall. It wasn’t for sleep, though. While at first a little self-conscious about her changed body, Sarah got more into the spirit of things once her husband started giving her some kisses. It took a little trial and error finding out how to make that work, what with her new muzzle and everything, but Tom found himself really appreciating her changed lips and how cold and wet her nose felt.

Once on the bed, their make-out got hotter and heavier, and Tom stopped pretending her didn’t love every part of her changed. He groped her heavier boobs, ran his hands through her thin fur, and enjoyed playing with her chubbier belly. At first, him doing things like that made her blush, but soon she was getting more and more into it too, even slipping out a quiet moo when Tom roughly grabbed her by her thicker ass and brought her closer.

But that made her udder bump up against him, and that got Tom curious. Sliding across the bed until he was facing her udder, he started slow. First, just a touch, running a hand over the pink surface. Then, a grope, making Sarah shudder in barely restrained pleasure. Finally, he brought one nipple to his mouth, and sucked. Immediately, a splash of something wet filled his mouth: milk. Not just any milk either, but the creamiest, sweetest milk Tom had ever tasted in his life. From the moan that slipped out of Sarah muzzle, she’d enjoyed the sensation just as much.