Morning Milking

The sun had only just started to rise when she woke up with a sudden jolt, a rush of adrenaline and panic hitting her in a wave. Even before her eyes opened she felt like something was wrong, not just the knowledge that she wasn't where she was supposed to be, but the heavy weight of her chest and a few other odd sensations.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. She was on a raised platform with a thin piece of fabric draped over it, the rest of the room was in complete darkness save a single overhead light shining down on her. The light illuminated her body and it's... changes. Her jaw hung open as she looked herself over, suddenly she couldn't tell if this was a dream, a nightmare, or some strange reality. It looked like she had a long tail, and four huge breasts, but... that couldn't be true could it? She reached down and cupped one of the hanging tits, it felt hot and full, and very real. She began to notice how... full they actually felt. It felt like she was... like she was... milk? A few white droplets softly dripped from her nipples as she began to lactate

She gently pulled on one of her nipples. A soft tug rewarded her with an arc of hot cream and she frowned as she considered her breasts, which felt more like udders at this point. How was she going to get all that milk out, they were so big, and felt so full...

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~The Warlock