"Hmm, no its not working. I keep getting an error message."
Benjamin struggled with the chronovac, which kept giving error messages about safety lockouts. Maybe he could override those at the base unit...
"Maybe we can help if you let us see?" Brianna offered.
"No.. nope, nevermind. It can wait for later. I just wanted to make sure you're both alright. There's a few errands I have to take care of. Can I show you to your room?"
"Maybe later," Brianna interrupted. "We'll be down in a bit... will you be back later?" she fluttered her eyelashes seductively.
"Yeah.. an hour or two?" Benjamin calculated. "Alright.. well, make yourself at home. The master bedroom," he enunciated carefully, "is on the second floor, on the eastern wing overlooking the gardens. You might.. find something there."
"Alright," Brianna said. Freya nodded as well, then Benjamin left the Sauna, walking back downstairs.
"Oh, shoot." Freya said. "He took the phone with him!"
"Relax, he'll be fine. Besides.. we don't need that to do what we need to do."
"Like what?"
Brianna nodded towards the egg mass, "You've got to water the bushes."
"What?"
"The babies.."
"With what?"
"Those udders." Brianna looked pointedly at her breasts, not even noticing her lack of attraction.
"These things?" Freya spread out her fingers, lifting her giant tits up and down.
"Yeah.. do you need me to help?" Brianna wrinkled her nose in disdain,
"No.. no I've got it. I know what to do."
Freya went over to the egg mass in the corner and pulled the towel off it. It had already grown, jiggling slightly as it seemed to breathe in and out. Its wrinkly folds had several orifices, looking quiet and dry. Biting her lip, Freya began to massage her breasts, first lifting them up and down, but finding it more pleasurable to start at her chest and squeeze them against each other, stretching them out one at a time.
Only a dribble of milk expressed, running down her belly into the towel under her knees, but she kept it up, feeling her breasts start to swell. Slowly, rhythmically pumping her breasts just felt right, the warmth pulsating and growing until they were nearly at the H cups they were earlier today, swelling out into taught globes brimming with milk. When they couldn't grow anymore she flicked her nipples and moaned as spurts of watery milk started streaming out like fountains. The milk splashed over the grey flesh, its orifices coming to life and tilting back and forth, trying to angle themselves to get the milk flows. The rest seemed to be absorbed into the wrinkly folds so that none of it was wasted. It wasn't as visceral as getting fucked, but felt energizing and liberating. She stood up, her breasts now taught and tight little B cups. After having cum and milked her insides out she felt lighter and ready to bounce.
"Enjoying your new body?" Brianna asked.
"MMmm..." she nodded, trying to suckle herself, but she was just too small now.. she sniffed, it smelled kind of nutty. Squeezing one last drop out of her nipple with her fingertips, she brought her finger to her mouth and licked it.. mmm.. that was definitely her.. very rich, with a hint of coconut..