[Skip your next turn]
“I guess that’s good...” She said. “At least I didn’t change again.”
“You’re up Abby...”
Abby tapped the screen. In moments, her command appeared.
[Your breasts are very sensitive and will lactate for the next two turns]
Almost immediately, her nipples began to leak. Two damp spots formed through both layers of fabric. She could feel every inch of the skin that rested behind her bra. The feelings didn’t stop there. Her sudden sensitivity was affecting her manhood. It hardened and pushed against her shorts. Frank let out a quiet laugh and Beth responded with a glare. Jeff tried to stay indifferent as he reached down to tap the screen. Abby did her best to ignore the feelings as the game continued.
[Drink player three's milk]
“Seriously?” Jeff panicked.
Suddenly, he was compelled to move towards Abby, who had already begun to pull open her shirt.
“I’m sorry... I... I can’t stop...” Jeff pleaded as Abby presented her naked breasts, which were now soaked around each nipple and dripping onto her lap. Jeff practically climbed over the table to reach her.
“It’ll stop if I take my turn...” Frank said as he reached towards the game.
“NO!! Please... I need this...” Abby cried. “They’re so... Ahh...”
Frank hesitated, then sat back as Jeff latched onto her right breast. Her capacity for milk seemed almost limitless as the delicious fluid pumped into his mouth. Abby reached up and squeezed her left nipple. A stream of milk squirted onto Jeff’s shirt. The wet spot made it slightly see-through. Subsequent squirts dampened his shirt even more. At first, Frank wanted to put a stop to it, but seeing Abby’s breasts get sucked on by another sexy woman made him pause. Jeff’s shirt was becoming more and more transparent with each jet of milk. Frank could feel an erection forming but was snapped out of when Beth maneuvered around the table to land a punch on his arm. “Take your turn already, you pervert...”
“Right... Sorry...” He stuttered as he tapped the screen.
The moment his finger met the game surface, Jeff pulled away with milk oozing down his chin. His, or her ... shirt and was partially soaked with Abby’s milk, making both plump breasts visible through the thin material. Abby’s production had abruptly stopped and her sensitivity was back to normal, though her dick continued to throb against her shorts. While she caught her breath, Jeff returned to his seat feeling dizzy and waterlogged from the amount of fluid she had shared.
Soon, Frank’s transformation appeared...