The Board can fix their own problems. YOLO! *Grab the vial from his hand and down it in a single gulp* Wait...Maybe that was pretty stupid.

Verlax looked at you with a shocked expression and stood agape. The fluid in the vial had a taste almost like maple syrup, and it slowly went down your throat. You definitely should've maybe listened to the good doctor explain the product before consuming all of it, although he likely would've understated its true effectiveness. You immediately noticed as the syrupy fluid fell down into your stomach you could feel it getting absorbed into your body. Law of conservation of mass be damned, you could feel real weight being added to your body. But not only that, it seemed to immediately fuck up your neuro-chemistry. Images of being bred by well-hung men flashed through your brain, and visions of being knocked up with growing tits, were the only thoughts in your skull. You felt your body convulsing and molding into that of a fertile woman's. Your chest ballooned out, and you had some fat cow-like tits. Your butt grew fatter too, perfect for mounting. Each cheek a soft pillow. Your last thought was going to be "Noooo" in regret of your decision, but ended up coming out as "Moooo!" You collapsed to the floor. You were out cold.
Doctor Verlax walks up to your body with a worried look. "Oh dear...The Board is not going to be happy with this...but, maybe this isn't too bad." He flashes a mischievous smile.

(YOU, Status: ****, Fully Female, Near Cow-like)

Really, what the fuck were you thinking?

Bad End #1 :"YOLOOOO...Moooo"