When the cramps hit Chastity like they had her friends she shrugged it off. She let it go as something she had eaten and decided not to worry about it unless it somehow got worse. When she left her friends she headed straight home to get a head start on her homework. She wanted to be finished with the math work for the week before her friend's came over. She knew they would want to hang out at her house again because of the loose rules her mom set for her.
When she made it home her mom was already home from work. "Hey hon. How was school?" She called from the kitchen. "Are your friends still going to come over tonight?"
"Ya, I think so. We are supposed to meet later tonight." Chastity answered, setting her pack on the table, already pulling free the work she intended to start.
"Okay, well I won't be here. The church is throwing a charity drive for Mrs. Wilkes this evening and I volunteered to stay and help clean up afterward so I may be late." She kissed her daughter on the head and started for the door. "Oh, I did get you girls some drinks, they are in the fridge. Just don't prove that my trust is misplaced."
"We won't mom. You know we won't." Chastity answered, her mom smiled and slipped out the door, keys in hand. Chastity laid out her work and stepped to the fridge, she didn't drink very much but she felt had felt particularly thirsty over the last few minutes. Inside the fridge she saw the drinks her mom and mentioned but she hesitated and instead reached for the milk. She poured herself a large glass and returned to the table. She blew through the work quickly and was startled to see she had finished at least half a gallon of milk while she worked.
Repacking her bag she headed into the living room to watch a bit of tv. Nothing was on. She watched a little bit of a rerun of the old bewitched and started flipping through the channels again. She stopped again on a documentary of about a dairy farm and found herself glued to the screen. She especially like the milking machine and noticed her mouth watering at the long fat cow teats. She could feel pressure building between her legs. She shook her head stunned at the thought that she might have been turned on by.. cows. She shook her head again and stood, deciding that the pressure she had felt was just all the milk she had drank catching up to her.
She headed to the bathroom. She pulled her pants down and sat. She noticed that her panties were actually damp and blushed. Her pussy felt tight as she peed, as if it had somehow shrank. Looking down and pulling the lips a little open she stared. Her clit had swollen very large, almost like the tip of a finger. She touched it softly, expecting it to be sore. The pleasure she felt was unexpected and she started to rub harder. "Ooouu," the moan escaped her lips unexpectedly and she stopped. She very rarely touched herself, much like her name suggested. She felt very hot. She pulled her pants back up and headed back into the kitchen, got another glass of milk, and headed back to the tv.
She continued to watch the dairy documentary, enraptured. Her hand slowly made its way down the front of her jeans and she started to rub at herself once more. She licked at the milk in her glass eagerly. "Ooouu." She cooed again. "Moouuu." In the back of her mind she thought that her voice sounded odd, a bit to low, but she continued without pause.
A sharp cramp and hard pressure in her groin forced her back to herself once more and she rushed back to the bathroom. This time she pulled her pants down and stood in front of the mirror. Her clit had grown even larger and now protruded like a fat thumb from the top of her crotch. Below that something even worse had happened. She gaped down at her self in shock. The lips of her pussy and sealed, the skin growing somewhat thick and rougher. She touched herself cautiously and found it true, the skin was still loose but there was no hole or slit where their should have been.
Panic swelled in her breast. This couldn't be happening. She brushed her hair back out of her face and paused once more. Something was on her head. She pulled the hair back and leaned toward the mirror. A small hard lump was forming on her head. She noticed the second one then, bumping up from the opposite side. 'What the hell is happening,' she thought. She sat down hard on the toilet and began to examine between her legs a bit better. The sight of her own cleavage sent warmth through her body and she thought of warm milk flooding from her nipples. She stared to rub once again at the bulbous nub that was her clit. Her other hand groped at her own chest.
The pressure between her legs began to build, slowly at first but soon increasing in pace. When she neared what she thought would be her climax she heard two low pops and fell back in pleasure. When she looked down two new lumps, like small eggs had appeared under the skin between her legs. Her clit had grown even more and she finally noticed the small hole that had appeared at its tip.
"Nooouuu!" She moaned, closing her eyes. She sat back breathing hard.