"Fuck you! We're doing this together! Possession!" A flash of light followed and Alec found himself sitting down, watching his own body slump forward on it's heavy naked tits.
"Awec? What awe you doing?" Vivian asked.
"I'm showing her what it feels like if someone makes a choice like this for you." He said in Andrea's voice.
"It sounds weiwd heawing Andwea tawk wike that."
He got up. Andrea's body felt light, but strangely stiff. He walked to his own body and picked up his cup of tea.
"You, don't have a problem with me doing this?" He was surprised at her lack of protests. He knew he was right doing this, but it was also not right. So he was expecting Vivian to try to stop him, or at least object.
"No, wast time she did something wike this, she was unabwe to weaw undeweaw fow a week." Vivian said with a shrug and a mischievous grin. It was surprisingly endearing seeing a child laugh like that.
There were so many things he wanted to press for more information in that statement. From the fact that she'd done it before to what Vivian had done with her underwear. But he was much to angry to do this now.
He downed his tea and took another cup from the pot, downing a second one as well. He had no idea if that one also had the lactation mix, but he was going to try anyway.
To his surprise, he felt an immediate tingle in her chest. The tingle quickly progressed to a feeling of fullness. Followed by her bra not feeling quite right. Did he do something wrong, the tea took much longer to affect him?
"Oh oh."
"What?"
"You'w aweady weaking."
Was she calling him a weakling? It took him far longer than he'd care to admit to parse what she'd just said. "What?" He cupped Andrea's tiny breasts with his hands. They were wet. She wasn't leaking a little, she was leaking a lot. Her breasts even seemed to still be slowing growing.
He pulled off her top. Milk streamed in two tiny streams from her nipples and towards her pants. He quickly grabbed a towel and held it against her stomach. "What's happening!"
"It weawwy is weiwd heawing Andwea tawk wike that."
"Get serious! Quick! What do I do?"
Vivian shrugged, "I don't know, maybe the dose was too big? Just change back."
"I can't change back and leave her like this! I just wanted to get even a little, not turn her into a bloody milk fountain!" Maybe he should've thought this through a bit more, or just hid her underwear when she wasn't sleeping. Or whatever Vivian had done last time.
"You don't have a choice. Besides, I'm hungwy."
Was she eyeing her breasts? "Possession!"
Alec found himself face first on the dirt, lying painfully on top of his large breasts. He got up, clutching his forehead. His body must've bumped it when it slumped forward, but it was worth it.
He was fully prepared to hear Andrea be angry, or at least indignant. It would serve her right.
Andrea meanwhile inspected her body, clutching the towel to stop her milk from soaking her clothes. Her chest was still slowly growing out, growing from her small A to small B. "That was very dangerous." She said sternly, "Do you not realize I measured my dosage to your size and gender?"
Well that explains her extreme reaction at least. Alec's felt a new and previously unknown combination of shame for inflicting this on her and a feeling of 'serves you right bitch'. He settled for the most important question, "So when are we going to stop lactating?"
"I am afraid that I do not know exactly. The dosage I made was specifically to induce lactation in a man. However, your already large breasts grew bigger. I surmise that you have an uncharacteristically large amount of girl particles for a guy. Obviously, the same goes for me. It will take longer for this to stop."
"And that is why we communicate Andwea." Vivian said sternly, or at least as stern as a toddler with a speech impediment could sound.
Clutching her still expanding and leaking breasts Andrea seemed to consider it regardless how the source sounded. "I am sorry." She finally said. "I was only trying to expedite our journey. I did not mean to overstep my bounds."
"You can apologize by breastfeeding Vivian." Alec said, crossing his arms and immediately uncrossing them as they pushed into his sore breasts, he was not letting her off the hook that easily.
"I would if I could. However, unfortunately my flow is too strong. She would drown. I regret to say breast feeding Vivian is still up to you."
He could not catch a break it seemed.
Alec sat down. Andrea apparently couldn't easily undo the lactation, once started the body just had to clear the drug from it's system. Not that Andrea didn't have a point about feeding Vivian, he just wished there was a better option.
Vivian sat down next to him. "This feel awkwawd."
He bared one of his large breasts and rested it in his lap. Vivian carefully put her pudgy hands on his soft skin and put her lips on his thick nipples.
Alec looked away, this wasn't something he wanted to see. He could feel her sucking, at first nothing seemed to be happening. His breasts were sore and just heavy. Then slowly he felt something else. The soreness seemed to decrease. He could feel something squirt from his nipple with each suck.
It felt strangely pleasurable. In any other situation he might have found it hot.
"Do not forget the other breast as well." Andrea said, as she struggled to stem the flow of her own breasts. Her own breasts, while still paling in comparison to his own, had already grown to be more than a handful.
Seeing her struggle like this made her advice feel a lot more palatable. As he was staring at her struggling with her breasts, Alec however noticed he didn't find it hot. Was she just not attractive to him? He was still a guy right?