Susan slowly, menacingly walked toward Jennifer. Jennifer tried to get off her bed and away from her, but her new udder was heavy and she was still disoriented from the new sensations it was sending her. It felt like it was still growing, but very slowly. By the time she was able to muster the will to get up, Susan was pushing her back onto the matress. To Jennifer's surprise, Susan pulled off her blouse to reveal her enlarged breasts. She kept leaning in toward Jennifer, and Jennifer was too encumbered by her own transformations and the weight of Susan's body to do anything about it.
"Transform or Dare?" Susan said coldly. By now one of her breasts was dangerously close to Jennifer's face. Jennifer stammered for a second before a long teat plunged itself into her mouth. Susan pressed her breast into Jennifer's face, grunting slightly from the sensation. Jennifer couldn't breathe. Her mouth was plugged and her nose was flat against her friend's breast. She pressed her eyes shut as the furry mound of flesh continued to squeeze her face. Before she realized it, her lips were closing tight around Susan's teat, and a jet of warm milk shot into her mouth. She tried to spit it out, but only succeeded to elicit another spurt of the disturbingly sweet liquid.
She had no choice but to swallow it, and doing so caused even more milk to suction into her emptying mouth. Jennifer had no choice but to continue her forced cycle of suckling on Susan's breast. She was very frightened of the strange events that had befallen them in the last few minutes, and could feel tears streaming their way down her cheeks. Then she heard Susan speak again.
"Now you're going to get both," she grunted. It sounded like she was also feeling an odd sensation...more than likely due to Jennifer's suckling. "I dare you to drink from my breasts until they're back to their original size. As you do, that milk will go directly into your udder, and on top of that, the more you drink, the more your own glands will produce milk. Your breasts will disappear, and the milk from them will drain into your udder as well. Then your udder's teats will disappear so that you will never have a release for all of that heavy milk."
Jennifer was in disbelief. She couldn't fathom that Susan would think of such a twisted punishment mere minutes after discovering that the T or D curse was even a real thing. As Susan spoke the details of the transformation, Jennifer could already feel her udder gaining size. She tried to stop suckling, but it was useless. The curse had her under its complete control. She felt the pressure on her face decrease as Susan's breast shrank in size, and felt the pressure in her udder increase even more as it filled itself.
Once Susan's breast was down to size, Jennifer's mouth released the teat, only to latch onto her other one as Susan shifted her body so that her other, now much larger breast was over Jennifer's face. Jennifer felt her chest getting lighter. It also felt like he was constantly swallowing something...but not in her throat. She guessed this was the milk making its way from her deflating breasts down to her udder. Half of her wished she could see what was happening to her, but the other half didn't want to cope with the thought that her beautiful breasts were soon going to be nothing more than a memory.
After an eternity of swallowing what felt like gallons of milk, Jennifer let go of Susan's breast. She panted heavily, feeling a sudden oxygen rush to her brain. Susan sighed pleasantly, feeling up her own breasts. Jennifer lifted her head and moaned, seeing a completely flat chest. Even her nipples were gone. She also saw a massive udder, which was so huge it was piling over her thighs and pressing against Susan's body on top of her. Then she watched as her six teats shrank into nothingness, leaving her udder completely sealed.
Susan got off her friend, standing back up and putting on her blouse. Jennifer couldn't move, wracked with the horrible pain of her stretched udder. "Serves you right," Susan said as she turned to leave the room.