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Transform or Dare?

Playing Hooky For Relief

added by fortestingpurposes 8 years ago S O

A short while later, she watched her mom’s car pull out of the driveway. The bus was running a little late, so she saw an opportunity to play hooky. For now, her mom wouldn't know that she hadn't gotten on.

“Two transformations...” She thought, having a hard time feeling sad since she was so aroused. She hoped her little sister wouldn't notice that she wasn't waiting at the bus stop with the other kids.

Horny as ever, she pulled off her cloths and started playing with the lower breast. It was warm and a bit wet from her pussy juices. The nipple stood at attention and sent shivers up her spine as she pinched and pulled. Her other hand found it’s way into the hole just below the sagging breast and gently stroked in and out.

She spent the next half hour enjoying the new sensations from the moist third breast and her dripping pussy, yet still couldn't help but be annoyed and a bit disgusted by the whole thing. She knew that she wouldn't be fondling herself right now if not for Kyle’s perverted addition of horniness to the curse.

Some time passed and she began to feel the throbbing sensation of an orgasm coming on. She let go and felt the fluids gushing out of her with each contraction.

Something was wrong.

She looked down. The nipple was oozing white fluid. It was milk! “Holy Shit” she yelled. As if having a breast replace her clitoris wasn't enough, she lactated from it too?

Strange as it was, it felt amazing.

With her lower nipple still dripping, she went to the bathroom to clean up.

It irritated her that this third tit felt so good. She knew she needed to be kind to a few people to reverse this within a week, and she’d already lost half a day to a few arguments, insults, and a long and strange masturbation session. She was off to a bad start and wondered just how hard this would be...

She stood there in the bathroom with her legs slightly spread to accommodate the added flesh. As she looked herself over, she began to cry. Some kind of freak was looking back.

She stayed cooped up in her room for the rest of the morning, trying to think of a solution...


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