"You will pass the curse back to me, and give me the power to transform anything I touch."
After Lucille passed on the curse, Equinella found a bottle, and began to morph it. Tubes grew from its sides, and it became a machine, and out of its back formed three huge jars to fit the spots inside of it. It was a perfect milking machine, with four tubes for Abyssinia's breasts, and one extra for her pussy.
"Abyssinia, Transform or Dare?"
"Both, my goddess!"
"For your transformation, when you are being milked by this machine your pussy will leak addictive cum. One drop will addict somebody forever. Instead of spraying transformative juices when you cum, you will just shoot out a massive amount of cum."
Abyssinia looked at the huge machine. It was taller than her, and each jar was the size of a chest of drawers.
"I can't wait to fill that up with my milk and cum!" She was already aroused just seeing the machine, and Lucille attached it to Abyssinia's tits. She attached the last tube to her pussy and turned it on, and Abyssinia began moaning.
The tubes sucked milk from her breasts and cum from her pussy, filling her body with pleasure from her head to her toes. The jars filled fast, and Lucille had to swap them out. After 16 jars of milk and four of cum were filled over the course of four orgasms, the session was over. Equinella had made another machine that made small jars, then filled them with milk and a few drops of cum. Lucille manned the machine, and packed the jars in a box. The machine labelled them as 'Equilait', designed to resemble a diet drink that helped people lose weight. If only they knew. After the jars were full, Lucille put them in crates and stacked then into her truck, now labelled with the Equilait logo. She parked near a closed corner store, broke and stocked the shelves with the drink before locking the door, turning the cashier desk to the window and opening it. She put up an open sign and a banner for the 'energy drink'. Customers came over with a hankering for a cold drink and left holding a jar. Many took it home to open it, and many drank it on the street, but everyone was a slutmare by the end on the day. Lucille closed up shop, barred up the window and went home to report to the slutmares.
Equinella smiled slyly. "Our sisters are spreading! Tomorrow, you will go back out and sell people Abyssinia's milk. We will stay here, milk her, and fuck."