Given his own Hunger, Ty turned around and looked at the grass behind him. His udder dangling beneth him as he put his mouth to the grass and started chewing.
Others came out of the milky pool, their feet dripping wet with white milk as they began to graze as well. The rapidly regrowing grass provided for them as two dozen people ate with cow like appetites.
When all of them were done eating, they returned to the pool, save Ty who continued to sit at the edge as the other teenagers started milking themselves again, adding to the total milk slowly but surely as Ty chuckled, kicking his feet.
“I wish that the longer people spent in the milk, the more feminine they become.” He whispered, and kept on its own as a wish as he looked down.
It was’t obvious, but given the low amount of milk, despite the constant milking, there was little change. A few of the males had more dainty feet, and some of the females seemed to have even smaller feet, but not much changed... still it was going to be intresting.