I got into a new chamber this time. Unlike the last one which was an upright chamber, this one was horizontal. The chamber was level to the ground, so I effectively had to crouch to get in. Once I was lying down inside, the chamber snapped shut.
Unlike last time however, this time I did not black out immediately. First, I felt a protrusion press up against my vagina. Unused to this new feeling but unable to move within the chamber, I could only squeak as it pushing into my womanly parts. At first it was painful, a sharp jolt through my lower body. However, as described by many girls I knew, this pain soon fades. The protrusion began to move in and out, simulating sex. It began to feel pleasuring, and I began to pant softly. It was so distracting that I almost missed the pinpricks as needles popped out and injected something into my chest.
Already substantial, I watched as the flesh on my chest began to turn red. In fact, as I brought my hands up to cup them, they were heating up in my palms. As I watched, the flesh began to expand in my palms, quickly spilling around my fingers. Soon they were larger than my head, the flesh pressed against the glass as they continued to grow and fill the limited space in the capsule. They continued to grow larger and larger and before long I couldn't even hold half the flesh in my hand. The nipples were pressed up against the cold glass, hard as rock, buried by several pounds of breast meat. All the while, my mind was hazy because the dildo was continually ramming through my pussy.
Suddenly everything retracted and the capsule snapped open. My body collapsed onto the floor like a limp ragdoll, my breasts laying beside me in a pile. I didn't move, coming off the high from the dildo. It hadn't been enough to make me cum, but I assumed the purpose was to make me ready for the change which it did. However, just because I was out of the capsule doesn't mean I was done. Before long, I noticed that the bags of flesh I was essentially lying on were getting harder. As I watched, the soft flesh quickly because firm. I could just see my nipples at the end of the massive breasts, a dark brown color with the areola within my line of vision. Milk began to spray from my nipples, and as I looked at my body, I realised that it had changed to be more womanly. My hips, thighs, everything was more.
I attempted to stand up, but couldn't. Forced to crawl, I got to my hands and knees. My breasts were massive, each nipple grazing the floor and causing the already leaking milk from my nipples to increase in flow. Crawling out of the room, I was met by the teachers.