Ty silently thought to herself, 'Well, why stop here?' before making another wish.
"Nichole and I will become more pregnant with more children, 19 more. Our bellies will grow to accommodate these changes. Our breasts will also grow to produce huge amounts of milk, we will begin to lactate uncontrollably. The rest of our bodies will also grow accordingly with these changes, and all of this will be completely painless, pleasurable even."
As soon as she was finished thinking this, the changes began. A cacophony of gurgles and growls came from both Ty and Nichole's bellies as they began to grow and grow. They both let out horny moans as their bellies began spawning more and more infants within them, their bellies becoming cartoonishly round with a pointy, distended belly button. Their bellies stopped at the sizes of small cars, quickly rendering them immobile from the sheer weight of their gargantuan guts.
Their lower bodies started next, their hips widening to proper child-bearing proportions. They moaned loudly as their already shapely asses ballooned out to gigantic, soft, pillowy, fat-filled cushions to keep them comfortable as they began a long career of sitting. Their thighs became like pillows, soft and jiggly, perfect for a head to rest on. Finally, their calves and feet grew fatty as well, they won't be needing them any time soon anyway.
Ty's modest breasts then began to feel warm, and sensitive as they started to grow next. Nichole's followed suit as both pairs of jugs began to swell, becoming completely full of milk for their little ones, or anyone else who's thirsty. Their boobs grew and grew, stopping at massive, beachball-sized mammaries. Then, a slight trickle of milk began to come out of their engorged nipples. Then it turned into a steady stream, then a constant flow of milk was flowing from their breasts, quickly forming large puddles on the floor.
As some final touches, they both taller, becoming 9 feet tall, nearly outgrowing Ty's room. Their pussies puffed out a little, they hair grew even longer and fuller, and finally, both girls, no, women's lips became plump and kissable.
And they were done, two giant, perfect brood mothers producing gallons of milk, filling up Ty's miniscule room easily.
Nichole let out one last satisfied moan, and said "Well, what now~"