Before you know it, your new form is out the dorm door and walking towards the front of the building with your computer stacked onto small cart with a suitcase. "Ohhh, I don't know why you enjoyed being an udder so much..."
That statement took you off guard. You were too shocked by it to really think about the situation, but you mentally flush as you realize you really do enjoy this. Not that you've had much experience with it, but it does make you surprisingly happy to feel like this.
"... but sharing your body with your Mother is going to be amazing."
When those words leave her lips, you can't help but think that... yes. This is going to be amazing! Being stressed about it seems a little silly, even if it was an accident that caused you to merge yourself into your mother and make her an udder-woman. Although how are you ever going to undo this if you don't have any...
Having gotten your suitcase and computer into the trunk of her SUV, your mother grabs quickly adjusts herself, halting your worries as you feel a thrill as her hands cup those sensitive full breasts, a little milk leaking from your nipples, her hands running down that... stomach-udder. Milk leaking from her teats and, in a surprising flush of pleasure and arousal, the pressure causing milk to express from that wet pussy.
“Don't worry, Honey. Just enjoy the ride and I'll milk us when we get home.”
Your thoughts don't return to any kind of worry about undoing this as she slips into the front seat as you find yourself getting carried away by the wonderful sensations of this new body you're in, even if being so full of milk is uncomfortable, so much feminine, mammary flesh, filled with such wonderful and the delightful, thicc curves of your mother's enhanced body.
The pressure of sitting down causes your shared body to express milk in delicious, and pleasurable sensations, nipples, teats, and pussy drooling milk. Even you mouth starts to fill with a sweet, delicious flavor, forcing you mother to swallow as she pulls her vehicle out of the parking space.
The drive home had been enjoyable enough, your mother pulls into the driveway before you know it, her dress soaked front and skirt, smelling of sweet milk. She hurries from the car, he hands pressing against your belly and breasts as you realize how uncomfortable being this full is becoming, especially with pressure from sitting down gone!
Her rush leaves you a little disoriented from experiencing so much movement of your body when you're not in control of it! Her sundress is off and it feels like you're sitting down in front of a milking machine and a surprisingly large mirror before you can blink! The milker is on and cups are on those nipples and nipples, although your mother pauses and you can feel an odd sensation as she blushes (Strangely her cheeks flush a bit whiter instead of reddening.
She picks up what is a combination dildo and suction cup. Given how her pussy has been drooling milk, it makes sense, “W-well, Kenni, since you enjoyed regular milking so much, you're going to really love this...” she says as she slides the phallic milker into her pussy, pushing it in until the cup presses over her sex, sealing from the mild suction and it already feels amazing!
Then you're mother flips a switch and the suction cups start pumping and that dildo-milker jumps to life and even she's caught by surprise how quickly the first orgasm hits the both of you. Your back arches as your mother screams up, surprised by the intense ecstasy she wasn't prepared for, milk gushing from her teats and nipples, spraying from her sex as it's eagerly sucked down the by hoses attached to her. Milk burbles from her mouth as the pleasure barely even subsides before another burst of intense orgasms pulses through her, hammering you into a dazed, but wantonly satisfied, stupor as you feel orgasm after orgasm, even those teats and nipples managing to build to their own releases of pleasure as more and more milk is pumped from the living udder-body you're in.
Alicia's chest is heaving, breasts no longer taught from milk shifting with each deep breath as you both drift in a haze after such intense relief. A soft beeping eventually getting Alicia's eyes to focus before she blinks and weakly sits up, “Oo-oohhh, Kendri, I think I get why you don't want your old body back,” she says with a dreamy smile as she pulls the pussy-pump out of your body and starts to put the milker up.
As she does so, you languish in the afterglow, for some reason your body being moved by someone else, especially one that feels like this is… nice. Of course it’s an amazing body and… oh, does it look amazing. The milking is amazing and satisfying. Why would you want to go back to your plain ol’ body?
Not only that, you’re mother is so sexy this way and she’s so happy to be taking care of you. Not being able to control… anything just doesn’t seem important anymore. Not with all the things there are to enjoy about this!
By the time your mother has gotten the cups ready for washing, the machine put up what might have been four or six gallons of milk in a ‘fridge you actually feel really good about this!
Your mother finishes with putting the milking cups in the washing machine (You had seen extra clean ones with the milker), and she turns with a smile and…