“What’s wrong...” Julia asked, reaching for the door.
Kara pulled her inside and pushed the door shut behind them.
“Why are you naked?” Julia asked. “What happened to your boobs? ... And... What’s that smell...”
“Keep it down!” Kara whispered harshly. “Henry doesn’t need to know...”
“I didn’t need to know either...” Julia joked when she noticed the soaked panties on the floor.
“It changed back...” Kara said.
“What changed back?” Julia asked before realizing. “Oh shit... You lost one of those pussies?”
“Yea... I guess.” Kara stuttered. “I’m back down to one...”
“But it looks like you’ve changed up here...” Julia said, poking at Kara’s right breast.
“Ow, hey...” Kara recoiled. “Don’t poke them... They’re really tender.”
“Have you tried milking them?” Julia grinned.
“Milking them?” Kara took offense. “Do I look pregnant to you?”
“No... But you look like you’ve got a pair of udders on your chest.”
Kara turned back to the mirror. Sure enough, they looked just like a matching set of cows udders with the eight distended nipples. If she was full of milk, well... That would explain why they felt so... Full. She cautiously reached up and gave one of her nipples a squeeze. A trail of milk arched across the room, spraying the mirror and wall. She nearly fell to her knees from the shear pleasure of it.
“Oh shit... I didn’t think that would actually work.” Julia laughed. “Uh... Should I go get a cup or something?”
“Yes... Please... “ Kara breathed.
While Julia left to find a container, Kara slipped into a clean pair of panties and decided to put back on the shorts from earlier that morning. Her blouse was a little too revealing now, so she tossed her bra and a less formal shirt onto the bed. She couldn’t put them on just yet. It would have been miserable.
Hopefully, squeezing out more milk would bring relief...