"I know... But how do we?" Mary asks the other mary thinking about their situation and the uncomfortable feeling building up of needing to be milked. Finaly coming up with a solution Mary tries to lean forward to try and milk the other mary's udder breasts. Catching one of the teats in her mouth she gives it a suck, much to the enjoyment and relief of the other. Creamy fresh milk was quite the reward for her effort though she didn't feel the relief the Mary she was milking did. Impatiently mary asks after a minute, "Hey it's my turn to get milked." She says the uncomfortable feeling of her udder breasts irritating her currently armless body.
They take turns milking the other in an attempt to stay sane from the feeling of their udders and don't notice as they start to lose feeling in their legs now, feeling asleep and restless before going numb. They end up toppling onto their couch in surprise when their legs give out and slowly mesh into their shared udder and torsos. "What did you do?" The mary on top asked the other, "I don't know what did you do?" The other one responds equally perplexed. "Look let's... try to sit up right." She says both enjoying and not enjoying the pressure on their udders. Working together they manage to get up right though a shot of pain goes through them bringing their attention to their breasts again. The teats on them were connected like their first udders did and where drawing them close. "Of course... no arms, no legs, no space, and we still need to be milked." Was the resigned sentenced as the mary's were now closer than before, feeling the heart beat of the other as their breast udders merged with one anothers. It seemed like a bizarre end for Mary, but as luck would have the door to her home opened and some one entered.
Tensing at being found like this the mary's minds race at what to do as they hear the steps came closer. In to the room stepped a young woman around 23 looking, wearing a large purple witches hat that trailed off greatly and a purple dress. Blushing in embarassement both mary's are silent as they can't do much other than stay there like a spectacle. The witch giggles and speaks up, "Hello Mary, I see you've had better days. Let's see what I can do to help."
"Who are you? and how can you help?" They ask in unison looking at their trespasser. "Oh well I made the vials you found, My name is not important, but you can call me Prisca if you wish. As for your other question I can make your... current body more stable after what you managed to pull." She says with a chuckle. "I have a good idea to start at least, but you managed to do things I didn't plan for so their is a consequence of..."