You thank the shop owner, and decide to take her advice and test the white-yellow combination, and come back later. So, you set off for home.
You enter your apartment, and just to be safe, you lock the door behind you. You don't want another interruption like the maintenance man.
You walk back to your bedroom and take off your jeans and shorts, exposing your penis to the elements. You know it will go away when you take off your purple shirt, so you jokingly give it a little goodbye wave, and your normal organs grow back when the shirt is removed.
You hang up the shirt in the closet and pull out the white and yellow ones, and enter the bathroom, remembering the disaster that almost occurred when you put the yellow one on.
You enter the bathroom and stand up in the shower. Prepping yourself for what is about to come, you put on the yellow shirt. Immediately, you feel your bladder fill up, and soon, there is a constant stream of urine striking the shower floor. You find yourself oddly turned on by this, and your hand slowly reaches for your crotch, fingers slowly inching towards your – NO! You came to test the white shirt as well, and you are going to wear the white shirt. You grab the white shirt and prepare to lift it over your head. You take a decisive sigh (although the mood is somewhat lightened by the stream of piss hitting the floor), and put it on. Just like the shop owner said, the shirts merged, turning a plain cream colour, and you feel your breasts expand again. They fill with milk like before, but you feel something different. Your breasts touch soaked shirt as you realise that you are lactating uncontrollably, too!
The steady flow of milk from your chest keeps you stimulated immensely, and this time, you cannot stop yourself as one hand plucks at the open nipples under your shirt, and your other plunges several fingers inside you, getting drenched in liquids both from your pulsating insides and your limitless bladder. You quickly reach blissful orgasm, spasming with pressure and slowly sliding to the floor. What's interesting, though, is that the shower floor is not covered in urine but in milk! You look down at your crotch and find milk spewing out of your urethra! Not only that, but your vaginal fluids appear to be milk as well! You have a taste and find that there is no salty taste at all, just pure, sweet breast milk. You turn on the shower to rinse the floor, and quickly hop into the bathtub, and allow it to fill with your milk until you can float in it, furiously masturbating to speed up the process. When the tub is almost full, you swiftly remove the shirts and clear your system of the rest of the milk. You wring out the shirts and drop them in a laundry basket, and lie in the milk in bliss for the next half hour. All of a sudden, you are awoken by a knocking on the door. You quickly drain the bath, dry yourself with a towel and quickly put on shorts, a bra and the purple shirt, and answer the door to find...