After several hours of shouting out for her brother and occasionally coughing from the rancid odor of the dungeon Alice’s throat was sore. Her growing thirst and addiction to cow’s milk eventually pushed her over.
Alice looked around the filthy dungeon for anything that would be able to contain her milk. After several minutes Alice found a dirty wooden bucket, as soon as she placed her hands on it she realized that it had been recently used. Her hands were covered in a sticky yellow substance which she proceeded to wipe off on the remaining shreds that once were her pants.
Alice dumped the bucket out on the cobblestone floor then ripped off a strip of cloth from what remained of her pants and used it to clean out the bucket. She didn’t want to run the risk of that goo transforming her.
Once the bucket was cleaned up Alice placed it on the ground. She waddled over and squatted down on top of the bucket. Using her experience milking cow back on the farm Alice tried her best to milk herself. The sensation was blissful, as milk rushed out from her fat teats, unfortunately she managed to fill the bucket halfway as the rest of her milk missed and spilled on the floor.
Alice greedily gulped down all the milk, she drank so fast that some ran down her chin and onto her breasts. Alice let out a long and loud burp when she finished before collapsing onto the floor in ecstasy.
Alice’s mind was tingling with pleasure as her addiction was satisfied, an addiction that after being feed grew stronger. The pleasurable sensation drifted downward before settling on her breasts. The pleasure grew in intensity as Alice’s breasts got hotter and hotter.
This was enough to snap Alice out of her lustful daze as she looked down she saw the changes that were unfolding. Her breasts surged growing larger and larger. Her nipples became wider and longer as they bore through her blouse. Alice felt pain in her chest as her growing boobs were being constricted by her now ill fitting blouse.
Buttons started popping off with such force as to launch them across the room. The blouse began to rip and eventually tear to shreds as her massive tits flopped free. Alice cupped them with her hands as they grew heavy with milk trying desperately to give them some support. By the time they stopped growing, each of Alice’s breasts were the size of fair winning watermelons and her nipples were just as fat and long as her teats on her udder. In fact they were more like teats than regular nipples now.
Alice tried to stand up, even with using the wall for support she could not stand up. Her chest udders were too large and heavy to let her. Alice was forced to crawl around on her hands and knees. And due to their size her udders dragged along the dirty floor stimulating her teats and causing her to leave a trail of milk in her wake.
Alice curled up on the ground tears streaming down her face. She felt like a freak and knew that the longer she was down here the more of a freak she would become. Alice thought of her brother and what the cow woman said to her earlier. A fresh flood of tears washed down her face at the thought of her brother turning into a freak like her or even no longer being a he.