It took several more minutes for the flow of milk from Von Hauser to stop, but it felt like an eternity for Joe. He sucked at Von Hauser one last time, squeezing out one last drop of her irrisistable cream, before pulling himself of her nipple with an audible pop. He could feel his body had changed from the milk he ingested, he felt heavy and dense, and very sloshy. His hair was a mass of wavy, glossy locks which rickled his lower back, and his eyelashes seemed heavier, he assumed they had grown too. His lips had swollen larger, leaving him with fat pouty pillows the size if his thumbs that remained parted always. He reached down and felt his breasts, which were soft but firm, each one foor in diameter, and filled to the brim with milk locked inside by the tight inpromptu nipple rings which were managing to keep them sealed up. His enormous breasts blocked the view of the rest of his body, and he heaved himself over to von hausers desk to get her hand mirror for a better look. He got his first look and gasped in suprise. His lips were indeed the size he thought, if not larger, perfect for latching on and sucking for as long as he wanted, much to his pleasure. His nipples, which he hadnt been able to see before, were engorged and red, the silver nipple rings digging into the long hard orifices tightly. His stomach had blown up as well, likely a mixture of the cum he has been pumping into his ass and the excess milk from his drinking session, leaving him with a large firm tummy which made him look eight months pregnant. His lower body remained mostly unchanged except the giant slab of dick running between his thighs and into his ass. He gave it a tug and let out a loud moan, it was loged very firmly and tugging it caused a shockwave of pleasure to shut through him. Jon played with his tits and rubbed his thighs around his cock as he considered what to do next. He was dissatisfied with the lack of jiggle in his lower body, and a dull thirst had come over him, saliva begining to drip from his parted lips onto his cleavage. He looked to the ripe plump form of Nancy, filled with delicious milk for him to consume... but what if he were to find a new flavor? A new breast to drink from?