Both of them were pretty messy actually, between the milk that had dripped all over Katie from her own massive, lactating breasts and Tiff's incontinence finding a bathroom to clean up sounded liek a very good idea.
Before leaving the kitchen Katie picked up her shirt and bra, then realized that her bra was far too small to be of use with her DD breasts and threw the article of clothing to the floor so she could try and put her shirt back on. Due to the massive increase in the size of her breasts, even though they had shrunk slightly now that they were empty of milk, it was quite difficult for cram them into her shirt. In the end she managed to do it, though it took her at least five minutes to get everything adjusted, and even then her shirt was stretched to its limits and pulled up so high by her cleavage that most of her stomach was visible. Her nipples poked up, large and erect against the fabric of her shirt, only adding to her discomfort. Maybe after they cleaned up they could see about finding some new clothes for her before looking for a way to reverse their respective problems.
Luckily for them the first room they found was a bathroom and Tiff went in first since she needed to clean up the most. Finding an old towel she wiped herself clean, then on a whim she looked in a storage closet that was in the bathroom, in case there was something in it that might serve to reverse her problem.
There was nothing in there to reverse her condition, but she did find something that would be of use until she found a permanent solution. On the bottom shelf there was an unopened package of adult diapers.
She put on and scowled. The strange bulk between her legs was so uncomfortable and it made crinkling noises every time she moved. Still, there was nothing else she could do and as a little shiver ran through her she realized that putting it on may have been a very good idea. Though she could not be totally sure, she had a feeling that she had just wet herself.
Not wanting to keep her friend waiting, Tiff opened the door and stepped out, "It's all yours Katie."
Katie nodded, went in, found a clean towel, cleaned the milk that had spilled on her and then came back out.
"What now Tiff?" Katie rubbed at her breasts as she spoke. They were already starting to feel like they were filling up again and when she looked down she saw that wet spots were forming on the front of her shirt. Immediately she stopped rubbing at her breasts and looked at Tiff.
Tiff shrugged, "I can help you again if you want. I mean what more harm could it do?"
Katie was about to respond when she realized that there was something a bit off about her friend. the way she was holding her legs apart and waddling as she walked reminded Katie of what her little cousin looked like when she was running around in diapers.
"Umm, Tiff, are you wearing a diaper or something?"
"Yeah," Tiff blushed, "I figured that not being able to control myself it was the smartest thing to do until we found a cure. It's not important though, still, do you need me to help you empty out?"
She did not want to press the issue too much, but she had liked the way the milk had tasted and she had no desire to see Katie in pain again.
Giving the matter some thought Katie realized that her breasts were getting quite heavy and starting to hurt a little, though that might have been because of how tight her shirt was. There was really nothing else she could do, "If you don't mind doing it again I guess there's no harm."