By now Joe's hand was up on his left breast squeezing milk out and he was enjoying the view in the mirror.
Anna was on her hands and knees licking at the milk that had leaked out. Somewhere in the back of her head Anna knew this was way too weird but the rest of her could not just get enough. She did not care that the carpet was not exactly the cleanest or that she could almost make out hooves on the other side of the door, just that she could not lap this milk up fast enough. Almost to that point her tongue, which had only been poking out a few inches before, seemed to lengthen to aid in her lust.
Of course that was not the only change that was coming over her, not that she noticed. Her jeans and shirt, once rather loose, were now a bit tighter. Anna, thinking she was merely filling up on the good stuff, reached down to her waist to unbutton her jeans to help her growing stomach. Was harder to undo the button than she recalled but eventually she just tugged it, along with ripping her zipper, off. Strength was never one of her traits but all of sudden she was ripe with it.
"Oh hun, I don't know what this is but fuck'n A, I can't get enough." Anna grumbled in between her slurps.