“Sorry about her, she’s gets so stroppy when she’s milked” I said to the waitress, humiliating Karyn.
The waitress didn’t say anything but nodded and went off to fetch our check, taking the big jug of Karyn’s freshly milked pussy juice with her.
While waiting for the waitress to come back with the check, Karyn sat silently massaging her tender, now back to normal sized, breasts and I glanced out the restaurant window. There were a few cars on the street and some men going about their business like normal, I spotted a couple of pussy-faced women, their canes tapping the ground, walking blindly along the sidewalk and I couldn’t help myself.
“I wish it was raining”
The sky immediately darkened like a storm had literally materialised overhead and then torrents of water started pouring from the sky. The rain falling sound like a sudden roar and Karyn’s head whipped around in panic, “Whaff faph noiphe?”
“Rain” I said with a smirk as I watched how the women caught in the sudden downpour reacted. The men on the street scurried to cover, or grabbed their coats over their heads like normal, but the blind, pussy faced women obviously panicked. One dropped her cane as the pair started blindly hurrying along the street, hands outstretched desperately as they tried to stumble into some shelter.
Karyn was visibly alarmed, “Phou, maffe uph aphergic to wafpher!”
I ignored her and watched as the breasts and asses of both of the women outside started to expand rapidly, their clothes stretching as their bodies changed shape. I could tell it was uncomfortable for them from the way they both seemed to have given up trying to find shelter and were instead clutching at their own bodies. Their waists shrunk a little too as the women’s blind stumbling brought them into contact with one another, I could see their pussy-faces moving, they were obviously talking. The women's clothes looked ridiculous on them now, not only were they soaked through but they were stretched to their maximum making them look like porn stars, their nipples strained against the stretchy material of their tops.
After a few minutes the pair seemed to have resigned themselves to their allergic reaction and started looking for the lost cane.
I lost interest then and turned back to Karyn, of course she didn’t look like she used to but I was getting used to her new ‘face’. As the waitress was returning with the check I had another idea, “I wish fingering a woman’s face was considered a polite compliment”
I waited a moment for the waitress to hand over the check and as I was paying I smiled up at her, “The food was great and very professional service, you milked Karyn’s breasts just great!”
“Phanff you phir” The waitress said with genuine enthusiasm, her lips trembling and curling in what I assumed was the equivalent of a smile. I didn’t wait and simply thrust three fingers into the slit on her face, moving them in an out teasingly for a couple of seconds and then pulling them out, waiting for her reaction.
The waitresses face seemed to flush pink with arousal and then she spluttered a little dribble of pussy juice that rushed down and disappeared into her absorbent tits. “Phanff you fo muff phir! I hoph phou boff haff a wonpherfuf ffay!”
When she’d walked away I turned back to Karyn with an evil smile and sighed, “So, what should we do next?” I asked, though I already knew exactly what I wanted…