Erika explained everything to Melissa.
"We are both servants of the Salve. We are it here to represent whatever sent it, alien, magic or future science."
"Whhatt does it want?"
"Some breed of super sexy/shemales/dog hybrids."
"Not asking much then." Melissa sighed.
"What happened to you, the extra canine breasts, the ultrasound not working these are things that will be fixed when you give birth. When you do I suggest you runaway to give birth, breast feed the little monsters and leave them."
"I can't leave my babies behind." Melissa sobbed.
"Then have some government agency look at them or worse social media. Headline: 'Girl gives birth to first canine-human hybrids.' Look the option accepted by Americans, for teen mothers, has always been adoption not abortion, get the baby out of the way but allows them both baby and mother to live. To buy to time we need to reduce that belly."
"I gonna use me as you bitch again?" Melissa looked resigned.
She fitted a black nylon bra to Melissa's chest and put up a picture of a fashion model with C Cup breasts. "Now think how you just want to be like that model." She had spent hours finding a model who looked like Melissa, half black and white like Meghan Markle or Zoe. Then one closer to their own age, then only photos of that model in a one piece bathing suit, her breast in a bra shot or a tight dress.
Melissa needed encouragement as Erika piled on the benefits of not lactating breasts. She looked at the model and when Erika judged her ready she hit her with the Salve. At first Melissa holding the bra felt like those nude models who put flower emojis on their breasts and vagina. However as It went through the fabric, into Melissa's skin and into her mammary glands destroying hormones and shrinking her breasts.
The breast milk she was lactating started to dry up as her breasts got a different message: pregnancy is over. Her breasts deflated and became less engorged and sensitive until they pushed into the black nylon fabric.
With grunting and effort they got the bra on.
"I can barely breath in this thing." she gasped.
"Next is the corset." Erika reached for it and the next set of photos of the same model.
They had to tie it on using ropes and a leather belt.
"This won't work." Sighed Melissa.
"Tell you chest that."
She then showed the same model but her mid-drift and her breasts in a bra or bikini top. Rock hard abs, flat abs, washboard abs. But as the lesbian part of Melissa's brain took over the Salve started to shrink her smaller canine breasts into her skin.
"I can feeel the baby inside of me." She wailed.
Erika grabbed her from behind and pulled in her stomach.
"This is your body and you're not pregnant!!!"
Slowly the Salve responded forcing back its mutant offspring. Reducing the development of the baby(ies), pulling back inside. But they wouldn't disappear. She corset finally fit but there was a pud in the navel area. The Salve would not be denied its children.
"Now" panted Erika "try and fix Emily."