It was all set up - a café date at a small bistro at the edge of town. I'd woo her with my dairy knowledge, and, just maybe, I'd score a second date with the voluptuous bovine...
Except my milkshake was good...really good...I couldn't stop drinking! My belly felt full, but stretchy, almost like it was starting to swell. My seat groaned and creaked from the added weight, but I didn't care. All that mattered was my amazing milkshake, and my gorgeous date...