Josh then felt a weird cooling chill enter his nuts. Imminently he looked down at his balls. Slowly they started to smooth out as they was filling and expanding. He stood up and slipped off his pants and underwear to watch the change happen. Before him. His balls were getting smoother. ‘Soft.’ Josh thought as he felt the soccer ball sized balls brushed against his legs.
Then their was a cold feeling as milk filled his nuts like wine being poured into a glass. Reaching down he touch the two round milk balloons. ‘So soft and… ‘ He gasped with a blush. ‘And sensitive!’ He told himself. Before him his balls kept filling till they stopped at beach balls. ‘They are like breasts….’ He thought. ‘Wait… breasts.’ He sat back down. Making himself blush and gasp as the balls bounced. Picking up the pen he was getting ready to write but stopped. ‘Wait what if I don’t like having breasts for balls?’ He thought. Then shrugged, ‘Well I can always undo. But these are going to be damn yoga balls!’
Then he wrote. My milk balls are the size of a 3ft round yoga ball.
After the writing turned gold and then went black. His balls increased in size, filling with even more milk. Gently he messaged the two milk machines to send some pleasure through his balls. This made his dick heat up and harden.
“D- damn… this growth… is hot.” He blushed as the two testicles rubbed the floor. At that point they were growing over the ground.
Rubbing the carpet against his soft soft skin. Closing his eyes, he enjoyed the bliss while his balls were three fourths of the way to their new size.
Finally, his balls stopped growing. Squeezing his legs together forced a squirt of nut milk out of his cock.
“That's cool!” Josh grinned like a fox.
Once he stopped groping. He reached out to grab the pen to write something else down.