On the one hand, Gwen wanted to try first something safer, preferably a fluid. She didn't want to risk immediately ruining her enlarged beauties. On the other hand, she wanted to try something crazy, really testing the limit of the Breastinator. Then it hit her. Quickly she typed “Slimegirls” into the textfield. Gwen aimed the toy gun at her own D-cups and fired. Aside from a nice tingling there were no outward changes.
Of course Gwen knew of slimegirls, sentient blobs of, well, slime or whatever fluid was available. Now she was curious if her breasts were able to create a kind of life that didn't exist on this planet.
Spotting an empty cereal bowl that was conveniently lying around in her room she placed it in front of her boobs. Now came the part she was looking forward to the most. Pinching her nipples between her fingers she started milking herself. The process itself proved very pleasurable and she couldn't suppress the occasional moan. It didn't take long for a white fluid, probably milk, to squirt out of her nipples and into the bowl.
She continued this process until the milk swimming in the bowl was two inches deep. Admittedly it was hard for her to stop, even if it didn't work she would probably do this again. Next she intently watched the contents of the bowl. At first nothing happened, but just when she was about to call it off the fluid started rippling. A round shape was rising out of the milk and the rest was coalescing into a humanoid form beneath it.
Once finished, a palm-sized slimegirl was standing in the middle of the bowl. Her features were a perfect recreation of Gwen’s current body, just chibi-sized and completely made of white milk. It looked around its surrounding with wide eyes, like a curious animal or a young child.
“Wow.”
In response to hearing Gwen the slimegirl turned to the comparatively massive human and stared at her, while making occasionally a female squeaking sound.
“Can you speak?” Gwen asked.
The slimegirl tilted its head and made a confused squeak.
“Hmm… maybe she's still too young for that, she is only a few minutes old after all,” Gwen theorized. “Can you come closer?” Gwen placed her open palm in front of the slimegirl. It seemed to get the clue and climbed awkwardly onto Gwen’s hand. Bringing her hand in front of her face, the goth took a close look at her mini-me from all sides. It really looked exactly like her, hairstyle, expanded breast size, even her genitals.
“You need a name… you seem to be made of milk, so how about Milky?” ‘Milky’ seemed to have understood her as the slimegirl practically beamed of joy after receiving its name. Even the goth couldn't resist giving a rare smile at the adorableness before her.
“Don't tell anyone I said this, but you are really cute.” Gwen punctuated this by booping Milky on her nose with her finger. In response the slimegirl grabbed the offending finger, sat down and put her mouth around it to suck it like a pacifier.
Gwen managed to break her attention away from her small slime clone and focus again on her own breasts. “I can create life with my breasts… that's groundbreaking. But there's still so much to test and experiment with. Hmm, what should I try next?”