Tiffany scrubbed at her face, the paper towel she was using now soaked in Katie's milk. So much of Katie's milk had ended up on her face that she gave up on the towels. She licked some that she had missed from her lips. It tasted surprisingly good, but slightly strange as it made her tongue tingle slightly as it touched it. "I guess its fresh... I wouldn't mind it so much if it wasn't from my breast friend... I mean best friend" Tiffany thought to herself as she tasted its delicious creaminess again. She took another look in the mirror. Her hair wasn't so all over the place any more, if slightly damp and she couldn't see any milk in her eyebrows any more.
She was about to leave when she realised that her tongue was still feeling tingly. Turning back to the mirror, she opened her mouth to stick her tongue out but found that she couldn't move her tongue at all. Tiffany was starting to get really wary now and was about to go back to find Katie, when she started to feel her tongue moving. No, not moving, growing.
Katie was sitting outside the bathroom, finding it considerably easier than Tiffany's had, to clean her face due to the smoothness and bounciness that came from her head being a boob with eyes a mouth and hair on, when she heard Tiffany scream. Katie rushed into the bathroom - with some difficulty, as her face kept swinging to and fro as she ran - to find her friend looking away, holding her hands to her face. "Tiffany...?". Tiffany turned around and released her hands from her face. Nothing seemed wrong with her face at first, except for the fact that she was pursing her lips as tightly as possible, and that she looked like she was holding something gigantic in her mouth. Her cheeks were as puffed out as could be from whatever mass inside her mouth was pushing out against them. Katie was confused, until a bead of milk dribbled from Tiffany's lips. " Oh no..." Katie murmured. Not able to hold it back any longer, Tiffany's mouth was slowly forced open, and a nipple popped out of her lips, followed by several centimetres of breast flesh, and then the growth stopped.
Tiffany was relieved that the growth had finished but the boob had grown just enough that try as she might she couldn't close her lips. The closest she could get was to just about press her lips around the nipple. She tried to speak but all that came out was an "urphhurrr". It was a wonder she could let any sound out at all; the inside of her mouth was completely full. She couldn't deal with this, she was a freak, she couldn't even talk any more, she thought.
"Come on", Katie said, "we have to find something to fix us!"