“I’ll do it!” she declared. “I’ll… I’ll… let you guys… m-m-m-milk me…”
Just as the words left her mouth, Emilio’s eyes widened and her face turned as red as possible underneath her fur coat. Her breasts suddenly super jumped their way up to a massive, gravity defying F-cups. Her shirt ripped open in the center just a tad as it lifted up, covering only her breasts at this point and revealing all of her stomach.
Before she even had time to be embarrassed about that, Emilio felt a shaking above her bubble butt. With a big whoosh, a long, cream-color tailed popped right out. The tail whisked happily from side to side having torn out the bottom of her shirt’s back.
"… could I get some new clothes?”
Emilio fidgeted in place and was hugging herself, looking between the girl and floor embarrassingly, tears all across her clothing.
“No problem! …also, we’ll get a milkman in here on the double for you, too!”
Emilio looked down and her arms dropped to the sides. Her shirt was all wet around her breasts, her nipples fully erect and poking hard against the fabric. All Emilio could do was look at her shirt and blush yet again, mumbling.
“Yeah… please… that would be good right about now…”