When I woke up, I felt euphoric and dizzy. As the sensation intensified, I suddenly felt Bessie hands on me and they seemed to be growing larger somehow. I finally realized she was sitting behind me on the bed. I could feel the swell of her thighs and belly resting on my ass. I still couldn’t move, so tired and pleased. I could feel me limbs shrinking, indeed, I was getting smaller. I tried to ask what was happening, but my mouth no longer made sounds. Bessie leaned back and I flopped into her lap, diminutive compared to her. I could now see how my torso was inflating like a fleshy balloon. My arms and legs retracted further up into my inflating body. Literally, I was sinking into Bessie.
My limbs weren’t even human-shaped any more; tiny limbs hung limp and boneless, turning odd pinkish hue. My hands and feet melted away into stumps, leaving behind thin slits. They lost the last of their definition; becoming chubby teats that weakly squirmed momentarily before sagging down completely limp. Before I could scream in terror, Bessie’s flowing belly slipped over my head like a hood. Darkness descended over me as the last of my body merged with my tormentor.
I had little time to contemplate my fate, as Bessie grabbed one of my “arms” and tugged it. I moaned inwardly at the sensual sensation. My arms, indeed all my limbs, were now nothing more than floppy, sensitive teats. I’d become her udder! As if sensing my thoughts, Bessie rubbed my fat, milk-laden body just to drive the point home.