This can't be normal, better call support.

The pinkish hue of his dick and the fact that he'd mooed involuntarily led James to the conclusion that he'd best call the number written on his bottles. Sure, the increased size was nice, but that bump... Sitting on the edge of his bed he dialed, pants still around his thighs. James looked down at his crotch and frowned a little. Hadn't the shape changed as well? It looked a little blunted on top. Or was that just his imagination?

"Please hold the line. The next available spot will be assigned to you," a robotic voice interrupted his thoughts, followed by an annoyingly happy melody.

Hold the line? Really? What was this, the 1980s?! While he listened to the song with one ear, James' eyes strayed down to his crotch again. Sure, the changes were weird, but minuscule. The added length however... he found himself slowly growing hard again.

"Hello. Thank you for calling our complaints and customer feedback line. I will be assisting you throughout your phone call. This call may be monitored for quality assurance and training purposes," the machine voice interrupted the happy jingle, "Now, in order to best assist you, what issues are you calling about?"

"Well, my cock is looking weird after I took your pills and I mooed when cumming," James explained, hoping that the machine would even understand this complicated response.

"I'm sorry, I didn't understand that. Please rephrase."

'Of course not,' James thought, rolling his eyes, and continued aloud "There are unwanted changes to my crotch and I mooed."

"Unwanted changes may be due to not ingesting our products as prescribed by the accompanying leaflet. If..."

"Leaflet? There was no leaflet with mine."

"It is rude to interrupt. Please state your name and address, then we will send you a new leaflet."

James hesitated. Did that machine just admonish him?!

"Please state your name and address, then we will send you a new leaflet."

"Ah, yes, sorry," James answered, smacking himself for apologizing to a machine and then gave the required information.

"Thank you. We will send a new leaflet, it should arrive in a few days. Can I help you further, sir?"

"Uh, yes," James said, glancing down at his crotch. While the color change was weird, the added size was very welcome. A few more pills wouldn't hurt, right?

"Is it alright if I take more pills as long I take them as prescribed?"

"Our products are completely safe as long as they are taken as prescribed in the accompanying leaflet."

"But I don't have a leaflet!"

"Please state your name and address, then we will send you a new leaflet."

"You already asked... Aw hell. What are the prescribed ways to take your products?"

"It is rude to swear. Please refer to the accompanying leaflet in order to inform yourself about the prescribed ways to take our products."

"BUT I DON'T HAVE... aw screw this. Dumbass computer!" James yelled in frustration.

"It is rude to yell. Please..."

The machine's reply was cut off by James cutting off the line. Damnit. Why couldn't he talk to an actual human? Well, whatever. The color was weird and the mooing was embarrassing, but at least his cock was bigger. And now that he knew the pills worked, he'd just figure out how to properly take them and get an even bigger dick! His current size was alright, but James wanted a true monster that no woman would be able to resist.